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Sunday, March 10th, 2002 | 9:52 am |
Ponderous Wonders things i thought about today...
cini-minis are rich in flavor
don't slice your girlfriend in the eye, even though you know how much she loves you, don't do it, it's ok if its an accident though... but still, avoid it
D&D; ROCKS
chicken run is one of the greatest movies i've seen
everyone has the same problems
biters will soon suffer
soon... | Tuesday, March 5th, 2002 | 12:09 pm |
Life came from love for you... I dropped my toothbrush in the toilet today.
As it was floating around in there waiting for me to pick it up, it spoke to me.
It said, "look at me, and all my rubber, all my angles, all my bristles. I'm useless now, i'm in the toilet, not in your mouth, where all my features go, i have to features in the toilet. I'm not a toilet brush."
As it spoke, i thought, how come there's all these features on toothbrushes, rubber grips, angled grips, colored bristles, angled bristles... SPINNING BRISTLES... all this extra stuff that isn't really needed.
special grips? how long is a person going to have to brush that will require MAXIMUM COMFORT.
special bristles? how many different angles, how many different colors, and whatever other features they have for bristles can we use? Its all going to be presses against our teeth anyways, molesting our molars, caressing out cuspids. its not going to matter anyway when the toothbrush grinds the against our gums.
I left the toothbrush in the toilet.
I looked over at the toilet brush.
...perfect... | Saturday, February 16th, 2002 | 4:56 pm |
chou ni ma de bi www.xiaoxaio.com | Thursday, February 14th, 2002 | 12:12 am |
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by the way... that is a real entry... its just in binary code | Wednesday, February 13th, 2002 | 4:25 am |
Grah Long Time no post | Wednesday, January 23rd, 2002 | 2:29 am |
Envy Envy
Everybody talks about penis envy, but you notice that women are getting on more and more without men women get each other pregnant with turkey basters, finding the perfectly-sized man is too much bother when they can go to the adult novelty store or produce section and get the tool to meet their particular specifications.
So I am feeling a bit obsolete. We need women more than they need us, and when I think about it, I have vagina envy.
Imagine, being all sexed-up and not having to worry about it showing when you have to stand up in Mass, or being able to come without making a big mess all over the place.
If I had a vagina for a day, I'd
see what a speculum feels like use a mirror and flashlight to look at my cervix decide if I looked better hairy or shaved find out if I was orgasmic, and if so find out which is better, a clitoral or G-spot orgasm see if I could pee standing up and get it into the bowl buy cucumbers and eggplants and see which is better, smooth or knobby decide whether to pierce or tattoo rub myself just so I could tell someone I was petting my pussy
My wife just took her hand and stuck it in my mouth, spread her fingers so wide my jaw popped, and said, "THAT'S what a speculum feels like."
So that one can come off my list.
Finally, i remembered to put that on there... | Thursday, January 17th, 2002 | 6:48 pm |
KILL ME Prognosis, negative...
YUp, i've got th stomach flu.... after eating some ... everything was fine and dandy... until... at night, i went to bed... i couldn't sleep, then i went to the bathroom... as i passed the sink, i had this urge to vomit... then.... yup.. i vomitted... about a litre of food and drink... it was horrible, it made my crotch hurt... then.. i went back to bed.... i was feeling abhoring... sore muscles from getting buff.. dizzy, headache... cold... blua... kill me | 1:26 am |
Welcome to the 4th reich Finally my computer is done, after being sucked into the 4th reich, it escaped the clutches with minor damage, a few redundant files i had to delete
Now,i must willingly submit My other two hard drives to the 4th reich, one is being a bitch and i have to install the old Emachine Image on it... then install XP... the recreuiter for the machine.
Got a haircut today... well, really a trim... but cut nonetheless...
This just in...
XNeverForTodayX: touch my boobers OrochiDanzaiver8: those are mine you're touching XNeverForTodayX: woop
... | Saturday, January 12th, 2002 | 2:51 am |
WAAAA My rendezvous Please take it cool | Friday, January 11th, 2002 | 1:32 am |
| Wednesday, January 9th, 2002 | 1:01 am |
| Sunday, January 6th, 2002 | 9:00 pm |
| 1:42 pm |
Setting in... | Saturday, December 29th, 2001 | 10:29 am |
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so sad... | 12:43 am |
A new post! Time for new post...
today was rox0r, didn't get to sleep, since i was up playing final fantasy 10... so, when... about 12 rolled around, i went to rest my eyes, but, about 5 minutes into it, my phone Rings..
i pick up, and, its some guy, i'm like... wei... and its the anti-pimp.... i was like, oh, so he called me... calling about the day we're going to today... we were going ice skating... so i said no, but previously i said to daniel i might go... so, he tells me to go online
i go online, and i saiy that i don't feel like going.. unless daniel would buy me a 6 dollar burger from hardees... so he agreed... so, i'm going now, and i'm asking joe all the details... then daniel says... "What is this, $64,000 question"... then we get into this big arguement about 64,000 pyramid, 15,000 question, 100,000 pyramid, and all this shit.... i eventually lost, since i was wrong, but i got my revenge later on, muaha...
so, daniel comes over and then we meet joe at mcdonald.... we find out that joe locked the keys in his car, so we take my car, pick up sara.... and then on to the ice rink to meet becca, molly and josh...
we stood around for like... 20 minutes before actually getting on the ice, joe gets this guy to come over and say "you guys are loitering"... but the guy actually said, "you have an impatience friend over there..." so his plan backfired...
got our skates... sara and i got these piece o poop skates, so we switched out later on...
skating was kinda easy after a couple laps, and after getting ridof those skates.. i could stop though, and sara was trying to show me, but to no avail... i still could not do it... well... i started going right, and... i look ahead of me to see how to stop, and.. i lost my concetration, and my arms started to flail in a frenzy, and my legs began to bumble... and... i plummeted on my rear and my elbow... it hurt like a ecuadorian exfoliation... luckily, no one saw me, well, becca and josh saw me... and becca came and help me up... it look me about... 10 seconds before i actully hit the ground...
and later, we tried cirles, sara and i, and i couldn't do that either... and then.... trying to skate backwards, that was insuccessful too... so, the poeple tell us to get off the ice for the zamboni, which i dunno if its a brand, or its actually a zamboni, or is it like kleenex, when its both...
so... we're back o nthe ice after a hot-chocolate/water break... and... skating, sakting, skating... then, becca points at something... then POW!... i fell on me face... there were people behind me.. and right in fron of josh and daniel.. grah...
well... nothing much at the rink... afterwards, we went to European street... its a really boss cafe on riveside... not too much eventful happened there... but it was really good, and we must frequent that establishment more often...
after that... dropped people off... and fell into bed.... and... that was my day.... oh... shirley called but, i didn't really feel like going over there...
thats my story...
and i'm stickin' to it... | Tuesday, December 25th, 2001 | 8:19 pm |
Booya I am a Defender-ship.
I am fiercely protective of my friends and loved ones, and unforgiving of any who would hurt them. Speed and foresight are my strengths, at the cost of a little clumsiness. I'm most comfortable with a few friends, but sometimes particularly enjoy spending time in larger groups. What Video Game Character Are You?
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hmm i like eating with metal forks but i can taste the metal in it which i do not like | Wednesday, December 19th, 2001 | 1:34 am |
What to do... I hate this....
Me:hey Them:hey Me:how are you? Them:i'm good, you? Me:I'm good.... Them:cool... Me:what did you do today Them:nothing much, you? Me:same, this and that... Them:cool.... What are you doing tomorrow? Me:I don't know yet... you? Them:... oh... i don't know either... Me:oh, that's cool... Them:yeah... Me:yeah...
END CONVERSATION
i hate that crap.... especially if its someone who you used to talk to with so intricately, so deep, not even deep.... just.. not... a shallow conversation... i miss that... conversations... not just rehearsed lines... conversation... it feels like there has been less real conversation with others this past couple few days weeks.... is it me? i do not believe so, i know who i want to talk to, who i want to have conversation with... but, ts hard to have conversation with someone who doesn't want to talk... oh well... i just have to find people who want to talk to me... anyways.... on to less centric things...
or not....
hmm.. maybe something into my personal life...
i haven't been going to my gf's house much these last few days.... i've been coming over a lot to her house, but lately i haven't since... i think i'm being overbearing... so, i'm backing off... which i think makes her say "thank god in heaven he's not coming over today"... eh... whatever... i just don't want our relationship to diminish... anymore... which i've been feeling lately... what can it be... am i growing less depedent, or just not worrying about anymore..... i hope it's the former... i dunno i'm not going to let it out of control though... i'm just going to keep on, keeping on...
well... enough of the backseat driving... [only some will understand that... ok well, just one person...]
well... perhaps this journal will get an influx of use in the next couple of weeks or months... for i might have to make decisions that require it to be written down in a journal...
or not...
depends on what goes on in my life, and the people around me...
oh, and if anyone asks for me... tell them... "nigga gone fishin'..." | Wednesday, December 12th, 2001 | 8:59 pm |
Stream-sans-right ball games can forget the right to have loins and force on the place of cans.
play on the world said he, "don't make the still man go to work."
coaster cans for the yorks.
explain to me the way of the queer land farmers. why can they drive the gas for the priest, when the kings cannot look for their own women.
"i don't know why the lace dragon worships the gift lark!" plowed the dog ass drapery.
stake the wall of the gren variable when off of green dreams.
war can bring down the mighty plants
don't behave like the man true face rye bead gang young troy war man kinky...
DONE | 3:02 am |
play on the world to try and free the french I think it might be time for a meaningful post
since
i'm full of anger right now, full of confusion, partially full of worry...
but... i don't have enough time...
or else my parents would come out of their false slumber, just to make rash decisions, and chastise me...
maybe next time i will post
since
right now i have to go into my bed and brood |
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