Deaf Elephants

whackcity @ 2008-07-16T00:43:00

2008-07-16T04:45:12Z

I used to keep a journal but ever since ive been with you
It's been hard. There's so much to say and the pages are just better being blank.
I'll remember it all anyway

On the list of things I need to do this summer,

2008-06-20T03:47:24Z

http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1820162
I'm off to go learn this. I need 3 more cellists, though.
Anyone?

Ahaha

2008-06-19T00:45:44Z

Remember that philosophy class I took last semester? Well I had this really big final paper, and I have a bad habit of putting myself in an ill state of mind under stress. During that time though, I managed to answer a couple of questions from the metaphysical portion of this paper. I read it the day after and thought it was completely stupid with a shitload of typos. I came across it today and thought it was pretty darned funny. (I didn't turn it in, by the way). I don't quite remember, but I think it was really fun to write, too. I'm open to any suggestions of interesting/comedic topics that I could philospohize. I've basically been sitting on free time lately.

Well, here:

   The existence of God is highly debatable, in fact it has most likely occupied the minds of many people no matter what their state of mind- sober, inebriated, stoned, ketchup bottle (it's happened somewhere before, one can be certain). Consequently, God must exist, whether a construct of humanity or in reality an omnipotent being. Upon an examination of the world and it's circumstance, it becomes highly suspect that chance could be entirely responsible for the evolution of man, perchance there had been some guiding hand- the hand, or will, as it may be, of God. This observation is not original, rather because of the sheer staggering beauty of some things in this world and the unparalleled oddity of others, others must have come to the same conclusion. Should God in fact exist, 'bangin. However, it is also possible that because of the applicability and universality of this observation, a drive for such an omnipotent being has created in the minds of many. The codification of such a belief in texts such as the Bible and the Quran can have possibly led to a psychological construct in the minds of may. The whole world to be classified group, when a new idea is introduced through an authority figure in one of the religious organizations, the group shifts its mind set. This, in someway, creates sort of a self-fulfilling prophecy. Nevertheless, I like bread.
   Continuing in the same vein, the nature of God must then be contingent upon the nature of humanity whether it is essentially good or bad. Because humanity perchance has created such a construct known as God, and God is traditionally a force of supreme good, then there must be some good in humanity creating this construct. God's nature, however, is less circular in its nature. The world, or rather, the group, tends to be capitalist in nature. Therefore, God must reward people proportionally to the amount of good, following the inherently capitalist sentiments from which it was born. As for his/her/it's personality, it is most likely that hesheit has the disposition of, say, a giraffe. Being able to see far off into the distances of both the corporeal and subconscious realities, hesheit must be pretty chill, well-fed, and definitely cool because, well, giraffes are pretty cool. The reason God is most like a giraffe lies in the fact that giraffes have a body part that is extreme and psychology has taught us that groups often shift to extreme positions. As the world is the group to which this argument refers and God is a construct of this group, it is only logical that God should have the disposition of an animal to the extreme.
   One must not think, however, that this Godiraffe is all fun and games; many things weigh heavily upon its minds, the most pressing of which is that of the reality of suffering. The Godiraffe finds himeritself constantly battered by questions of why there is suffering, and the reason is best explained through example. To those who have spent long times in the depths of solitude, the touch of another human being can prove to be one of the greatest joys in the world. Or, if someone were to really like bread and be cut off from all forms of it, the reunion of the two would be magical. If there were no suffering, then people would never have anything against which to judge happiness because there is no absence of happiness, and then there are masochists. So while suffering is a cause of unhappiness, it is necessary to allow people to enjoy the rest of the Godiraffe's gifts.

June 17, 2008

2008-06-17T12:21:48Z

I figured out that when she's not here, I'm a complete nerd. I'm not sure about the direct correlation between missing someone and going off and doing nerdy things instead of having a proper social life, though. I'm not exaggerating, either. I've been to two halo lan parties, spent a whole day beating every song on guitar hero 3 on expert (except for the last one, that motherfucking monster), spent another whole day playing rock band at a friends, and then yesterday, my roommate made me go to a quidditch game which is a lot funner than it sounds. I dunno how you've been taught how to play quidditch, but we liked playing it inebriated, holding various things such as swifter brooms or tennis rackets, getting it in the face by wiffle balls, with a volleyball and 3 hula hoops, and chasing this kid that's on his college track team and dressed in a gold jumpsuit for 150 points. And whenever I can't find anything to do, I'm probably playing halo 3 on xbox live. Today I plan on re-watching the entire season of freaks and geeks with my neighbor.

So, see? No exaggeration. I liked it better when Sophia was here. She'd get annoyed whenever I was playing xbox live, so this one time, she took my headset and start making really dirty/raunchy comments to my teammates who would get distracted and do badly. When I still wouldn't put down the controller, this one kid in particular started talking back to her and she started faking an orgasm. I can assure you, I put down the controller after that one. But seriously, who wouldn't miss that?

What the hell? My roommate is currently watching Babies: Special Delivery and won't change the channel. Oh, ok. Apparently it's for an informational purpose. Haha, this one lady is there because she tripped on the curb and fell on her face. I mean...not haha. Since she could've killed the baby thing. Wow. That's really attractive grunting, there, lady. Hear that? Your baby could have severe respiratory ailments. So stop hogging all the fucking air. Holy shit, what is that. Shouldn't this kind of stuff be blurred out? Ok. This has stolen my attention. Seeya, livejournal

whackcity @ 2008-06-12T10:42:00

2008-06-12T15:29:23Z

Shoot. I meant to write something two days ago, but that night my sister came over and then yesterday I was off being a nerd and having a Halo 3 LAN party with some buddies. (Hahaa, a grain of rice just fell out of my hair. Wtf.) Anyways..

Usually, I hate writing/talking about personal, sentimental things. But I'd hate for my minimal mention of my romantic life to say anything about me. Not so long ago, I got into a relationship (and if you really knew me, you'd be counting down the days before I screw up). Wait, shit. How many days has it been? Shit. Be right back.

Ha. You're not getting me this time, monthaversary. Anyways, she just left for a two week trip to Europe two days ago.
The day before that, I started getting pissed off about the fact that we don't have a lot time together before she leaves at the end of the summer and I think I accidentally, subtly proposed a breakup. So I guess that was the countdown day in which I screwed up. Long story short, she got kindof upset, I felt reaally bad about it, and the next day, I took of my dickhead hat and chased her down before she left for her flight. I actually didn't have to chase her down, since her flight was at 9pm, but I think it makes the story better. I apologized profusely and then I sang/played on the guitar this song that was supposed to be another part of her birthday present from last week except I wimped out. I prefaced all of this not just because it's a blog and that's what I'm supposed to do but also because I wanted to add in this email she sent me last night and I just got to wake up to:

"Magandang umaga!

(This isn't going to make sense for a second). Dr. Seuss once said "you know you have found the perfect person when you cant sleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." And the past few weeks I seem to have been falling asleep later and later, because I always end up thinking about how lucky I am to have someone like you. And I didn't get any sleep on the plane ride, partly due to the cramped quarters, but almost entirely because of thinking about the song you played for me; I still cant get over how amazing it was, and it made everything seem so much nicer on the plane ride too.

So I hope you don't mind, but i think you're really perfect for me, and I miss you. Have a fantastic day :)"

Ah. I'm whipped.
You should see what I replied back, since I like to have the title of the more sentimental person in the relationship. Except I won't include that part because it's just, you know. You don't need to know.

Asses.

2008-06-10T03:51:38Z

Sorry if the topic strikes you as crude and immature. Just deal.

So I was sitting on a fountain at the park today. It was just about 100 dgrees, making the cement monument under my ass extremely hot. And then I thought about how strange butts really are. Its like evolution gave us a cushion to sit on. Which might mean that previous forms of humans went extinct because having a cushiony ass was a survival gene.
I feel kind of bad for them. They just didn't have as much junk in the trunk as the next person, and for that sole reason, ceased to exist.

Hm. I'm really trying to go back to posting regularly, but I end up writing stupid things like this. Urg.

House gets to me

2008-06-06T01:29:45Z

I just finished watching the last two episodes of the last season of House. That was intense. And awesome. And I'm not gonna lie, the part at the end of the finale was a bowl of emotions, let me tell you.

Speaking of death, I wrote my 5, 10, and 20 year plans earlier this week.. It's kinda funny how I take slightly less productive thing as a way to hold off a more important productive thing. Hm, that happens a lot. Unless I'm really stressed out, in which case I'm usually lying face down on the ground making sounds of pain and annoyance and probably drooling. Nevermind. Well, here.

5 years: get that master's in computer science, score a ridiculously high paying job, win the lottery on my first try, defeat Ninja Warrior course, find out how to suck less as a person.
Now, I know I don't really need a job after winning the lottery, but I think if I were really that rich I'd still like to live an middle class lifestyle. I just won't have to worry about spending money as often. And I'll probably do good things with the rest in the future, but I haven't gotten there yet.

10 years: some sort of serious relationship or quite possibly marriage; write my will just because it might prove to be hard to be an undercover millionaire; directly save someone's life; learn how to fly an airplane, continue to suck less and less as a person

20 years: a wife and incredibly smart/awesome children, construct iron man suit and fight crime, construct completely digital/energy-efficient house, go around donating money/renovate my old schools, visit my old friends, teach children how not to suck

I know all of these things rely a lot on me winning the lottery when it's a really big jackpot but lay off, s'my aspirations.

Hi again

2008-06-04T00:37:51Z

Sorry 'bout that.
I could blog about why I ignored livejournal for a month, but to some it up: graduation, laziness, vacation. I could talk about how it was probably one of the best months of my life, but I'm picturing that in my head and it seemed like a stupid idea. Kinda like recording a video and then watching and laughing about it even though it just happened 3 minutes ago. Nah, right now I'd much rather talk about the present. I'm in a partly good mood because I had a decent day, but mostly a pissy mood because of a few reasons. The first being that my back hurts. The second being that my girlfriend is at the beach for 2 more days without me and she hasn't returned my call from 36 hours ago and that irritates me. I suppose I could call one of her friends that's currently with her...hm. So you know, I'm not usually this creepy. Really. I think it's just the fact that she's moving in like 3 months. Really.

On a completely different note, I fucking hate lampreys.
http://www.uvm.edu/~irwe/images/project_images/Lamprey.jpg
So much.

Sorry

2008-05-05T02:22:14Z

Last night, there was just too much good food that presented itself and I couldn't just let it all go to waste. Then I topped all that off with a couple beers and then threw up/clogged a sink . Not so uncommon, but this entry goes out to the guy who was in the process of cleaning the bathroom while I was there. Even though I don't really remember exactly what he said afterwards. I think he was really mad and yelling at me or something. But nothing tops off the time I threw up all over my friend's dog. Poor thing.

This was a good jam song.
http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/2/19/1770069/Slightly Stoopid - Wiseman.mp3

Ground.

2008-05-01T19:39:12Z

Guess where I am right now? That's right. Outside my door. Why? Because I left my key on the other side of it, and my roommate's phone isn't on at the moment. That or he's mad at me for not leaving him any Cap'n Crunch and then running out the door to avoid confrontation this morning. I suppose I could move somewhere else that isn't the piece of land outside a door, but it seemed like a peaceful place to get some work done. Except I'm on LJ right now for some reason. Well, it isn't just for some reason, it's actually for a pretty specific reason. I like to click the bookmarks tab and impulsively click on a link. That's why.

Post-birthday

2008-04-30T02:35:19Z

I broke my thumb nail today. Garrr. I have this classical guitar preformance this weekend and I kinda needed it. Now I have to put on a fake nail. How lame.

Besides that, a number of things have occurred in the last week, but I didn't feel like writing on livejournal. Now that the birthday partying and such is over, life is dull again. I bet you wanna hear about birthday week, though, right? Yeah. Well. Suck it up.
On Wednesday, I went fake car shopping and then a 3 hour grocery trip with this girl Sophia who I've been sort of dating with for the past couple of weeks. And she's ridiculously gorgeous and smart and just plain perfect. Yeah, I know. Except that she's moving at the end of the summer. Yep. Life sucks. I'm not quite sure it's worth getting into a relationship knowing that it basically has an expiration date on it. Ha. Shoot, it prolly is.
On Thursday, I got taken out to dinner at a pretty nice Japanese place. I didn't know I was supposed to pay for the tip, so I wrote a long thank-you note to the waitress in Japanese with a dollar bill and some change on it. My japanese is really limited though. I think I only used about 25 different words in a page long note.
On Friday, we went clubbing for a bit and then headed back to my place where a bunch of my friends slept over and a number of very unmentionable things happened. What a great night, though.
On Saturday, I went to arnis and then I went over to Sophia's cause she made me a picnic.
On Sunday was my friend's surprise birthday party. It's so convenient that could just re-use the gifts I got.

Happy Birthday

2008-04-26T16:57:16Z

to me.
Hooray.

Yes

2008-04-24T19:08:16Z

Yeah, it's been a couple days. I blame the culmination of my birthday. I like to make a big deal about it. While I might not like schedules, I still make a list of things I want to do during my birthday week. This includes paintballing, going to the tire park, building a ninja warrior obstacle course, ultimate frisbee, having a picnic, going yardsaling, and making a short film. Stuff like that. I've been planning it since last week, writing up that list, stealing my friends' organizers and canceling all of their events, and telling my mom to send me a package of candy and baked goods. Call me a moocher, but I like to take advantage of the only time of the year I get to be spoiled and no one gets mad at me for it. Well, not that mad.

A few things

2008-04-19T03:48:22Z

First of all,
I need a really catchy, upbeat song. Emphasis on the catchy
No depressing lyrics though.
And preferably with lots of beat.
And it can't be very popular.

Second of all,
This is really intense.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=SZqwvjwqwK4&feature=related

Third of all,
I guess I could talk about my day. But that's less interesting than the previous statement.
Anyway, this morning was really surprising because I usually can't wake up without an alarm, but today I actually woke up at 9 all by myself. Then I went to my classes completely awake and it was weird. And the medieval philosophy class I'm taking (which was probably a poor use of my money and probably won't help me very much in my technology education) was very interesting. It wasn't a lecture at all which it usually is; it was all basically debating. In the end, it came down to a stubborn argument of theodicy. I don't feel like rewriting all the points that were made today, but if anyone's reading, I'd like to hear your opinions. If there's an all-powerful/knowing/loving god, why does life suck?

Then I went out with a friend for some Japanese, and then we walked to the park and went on the swings for a while which was very relaxing considering the weather. I hadn't hung out with this friend for a while, so it was nice swinging together, talking about the apocalypse, playing an extremely perverse game of would you rather, and laying down on the bench while playing jeopardy on my phone. Then it just got too cold because we were dressed for 80 degree weather from earlier and went home. I'm tired.

Lists

2008-04-16T02:00:56Z

I dunno. I'm just in a listing mood. I figure making lists is a good reference for the future, anyways:

Things to do before I buck the kicket
1. Become a ninja warrior. I will. You just watch
2. Graduate. But that's well on its way
3. Score a good job. Maybe a taxi driver in Wyoming. Or Google.
4. Produce a full-length independent film. Preferably recognized by the masses
5. Meet Nessy
6. Learn Swahili
7. Base jumping
8. Train myself to have photographic memory
9. Learn daredevil pogo stick tricks
10. Write an orchestral piece of 100 variations on a 4 measure theme.
I better get crackin'. I really hope the Mayans aren't right.

List of pet peeves
1. Keanu Reeves
2. The cat we had when I was a kid (which subsequently made me hate cats in general)*
3. Self-destructing statements. e.g. "Those who know, do not speak. Those who speak, do not know."
4. Really, really bad movies
5. Bad timing
6. Styrofoam
7. Irregardless
8. Small talk
9. Hourly schedules
10. Impossible videogames
*My ex-cat Tiger really enjoyed being petted and cuddling. The thing is, when he decides he doesn't like it anymore, he turns and bites you. I'm pretty sure Tiger was just evil and spent his day plotting how he could make me think I liked him while he then jumped at me viciously when I least expected it. There was this one time when I got pissed and threw him but promptly heard a loud, dull thud. Forgot there was a wall there.

Bad habits and nerdy tendencies
1. Computer science.
2. Reading the dictionary when I'm using the bathroom
3. Knuckle/back/neck cracking
4. When I'm in a crowd of people, I start wondering if anyone can read my mind so I send out a mental message saying hello. But no one looks back at me.
5. Memorizing license plates
6. Falling off the bed. I always forget to say that, and then I get laughed at in the morning.
7. Connecting appliances to my computer so that I can turn them off and on according to my will
8. Dating valedictorians. I don't know. It just happens a lot
9. Halo 1, 2, and 3
10. I can't eat certain foods without other certain foods going along with it. If i have a brownie and no milk, I will absolutely not eat that brownie.

whackcity @ 2008-04-12T21:42:00

2008-04-13T03:12:19Z

My fios got fucked up last night. Which sucks because up until some hours ago I had no landline, internet, or cable tv. They make the whole package/bundle thing seem so convenient until you're left one saturday morning kickin' it neolithic style. Besides the fact that I just watched saturday morning cartoons on broadcast tv. But it was the educational, brain-numbing kind. There was this dragon with a pet cat and the dragon couldn't figure out why the cat didn't want to take a bath. It was just really frustrating because the narrator kept saying "but Cat didn't want to take a bath". Children shouldn't be exposed to this. And the dragon was just a jerk and was completely clueless. Asshole. Then I realized I could just play halo all day.

I didn't feel like getting any work done, so I decided to go to a benefit concert with some friends. Which was really lame and I ended up paying $10 and then leaving an hour later. Oh, well. I kept a child alive for 10 days. Or so they tell me. After that, we went out for dinner. By that time, it's still only 7:00. It was a really good group of friends, I think. I mean, the conversation managed to be enjoyable and interesting the whole time. It was mainly just reminiscing about how messed up last year was, but that was a good laugh. This year was significantly more mellow. No friends in rehab, bar fights, extremely odd hook-ups, and some other unmentionables all while being stressed out about the future. Those were the days.

And we played this game where we drew straws and whoever got the short straw was pronounced dead, and then everyone else had to say a eulogy for them. I thought it was a stupid idea but it turned out to be good fun. It got pretty deep by the end, though. When we actually took it seriously. Like it got me thinking of how I actually wanted to be remembered and how I should live the rest of my life. Somehow, after that, we got into the topic of how two of my friends have never received a legit love letter. Their professions of love ended up either in person or in a text. So now I have to write them fake love letters because they begged me to. And they even went as far as giving me specifications. It has to be scented, in cursive, a page-length, and if possible, handed to in person while a man in the background is playing the violin.

Now I'm back here. Sitting at my desk. Probably having accomplished nothing by writing all this. I think I'm gonna go play some more halo. Yeah...

Go away,

2008-04-10T22:30:51Z

week. I just need you to be over.

Case of the mondays

2008-04-07T21:41:41Z

Oh, the things my friends send me;

Primus521: hey dude the funniest thing happened to me today
Primus521: im at walmart and this chick is buying a box of tampons and they are missing the upc and wont ring up
Primus521: so the cashier tells his buddy to get a price check on tampax
Primus521: the dude looks at him and says, "the kind u push in, or the kind you hammer in?"
Primus521: lol
Primus521: turns out he misheard him
Primus521: he thought he said thumbtacs
Primus521: you should have seen the look on the chicks face
Primus521: omfg
Primus521: til the day i die
Primus521: i will never forget it

whackcity @ 2008-04-05T16:34:00

2008-04-05T22:36:13Z

Thanks for the abundant variety of suggestions, guys. After a slow process of elimination, the topic of discussion is supposedly a love story.
...Yeah, I don't really have any. I could maybe talk about my last relationship, but that doesn't have a happy ending. And what's a love story with a sucky ending?
Well, I guess it did have its good moments. Right. Those should work.

Alright. Uh. On our first date, we went to the movies and then lasertagging (sweet combination, I know). Many guys may fantasize about gymnasts, dancers, cheerleaders, etc. This girl kicked my ass at a game of lasertag. A woman after my own heart. And just so it's known, I did win the other game.

Anyways, there was this stacker machine, which is kinda like those claw machines but much better. I was one away from getting a grand prize (it cheated, i swear), so instead I got a mini rubik's cube keychain which I gave to her. When we were in my car, I guess she was trying to solve it a little too intensely because it pretty much fell apart. Then, she decided to take all the little pieces and hide them all over my car (while we were on the highway), gave me the skeleton of it after commenting that it was bipyramidal (Mm, chemistry nerds), and challenged me to put it all back together.

There's this really funny story about how I put it all back together 7 months later. I started typing it, but it turned out to be really cheesy and I'd rather not.

There was this other time, though, when she called me at around midnight asking:
"Hey, you wanna go camping?"
"Er...right now?"
"Sure. I'll bring the tent. You bring the backyard."

And then there was that time I forgot a monthaversary, and she got mad at me. Ridiculous thing to get mad over, right? Why subdivide an anniversary. So then I set myself an email reminder so that I wouldn't forget next time. It happened to be the day of a mic night at the public library she volunteers at. I decided to sing her a song in portuguese which for some odd reason is her favorite language. I couldn't really find one, and I didn't have any portuguese friends but someone pointed out to me a song that Zach Condon from Beirut did in which the first verse happens to be in portuguese. I don't have whatever instrument he's using in that video, but I do have a ukulele so it all worked out, and I managed not to screw up that month. It actually ended up being a very good monthaversary [=

Just thought I'd mention that one because it just came to me that the lyrics probably have better timing now than it did then.

Well, there you have it.
P.S. I kept it in third person, I dunno. Just because.

I give up

2008-04-03T19:42:09Z

I can't do it anymore. I've been conquered by the Burger King Quad Stacker, that monster.

Anyways, I recently came across a list of the most terrifying foods in the world. The first 5, I'll admit, were disgusting. But the food that won the title of the #1 most disgusting food was balut. I think it's pretty good, but they described it as an aborted duck fetus. Which it kinda is, but that's beside the point. I actually kinda miss it. Sucks that you can't get any good balut 'round here.

Speaking of yummy food, I could really go for some rice pudding right now. Especially the Indian kind. I was really craving it like a week ago so I went to go find some, but it was really weird. I don't think rice pudding is supposed to be fizzy in your mouth. It tasted like someone accidentally spilled soda on it.

Yeah...you can kinda tell I'm running low on things to talk about.
Okay. Next entry, I'll try to get deep. Since I rarely ever do that.
Anyone have any good psychoanalytic topics/questions?

The worst April Fool's joke ever.

2008-04-02T01:45:54Z

...Introducing me to timtang.
Level 22.
I've been going at it for about 4 hours.
So pissed off.

Fast food murderers

2008-03-31T23:19:56Z

Right. So. The weekend went very well, I think. Yep.

Oh, and guess how many hours of sleep I got last night? Yeah, 14. That's right. I was reading a book around 4:00 yesterday and thought I'd take a nap and maybe wake up later and finish. But no, I woke up at 6 in the morning. And I still had to be woken up by someone. I s'pose it's because I only had a total of 5 hours of sleep on Friday and Saturday, but man, was that a good nap.

Then, I had to drive for 3 1/2 hours this morning. Which probably wouldn't have taken that long if I hadn't been pressured into the stacker challenge. It sounded pretty easy, finishing a BK quad stacker meal. All the challenge is is to see how many consecutive days you can eat one.
...Holy fuck. I felt about ready to go into cardiac arrest after that bun-patty-patty-cheese-condiments-pickles-patty-patty-condiments-pickles-bacon-bun-with-some-fries-and-a-soda beast. I found out later that the burger alone is something like 1000 calories. It sounds pretty bad, maybe. But what's undeniable is the fulfilling rush of accomplishment after that last bite. I think I'll try going for a couple more days. Damn my competitiveness. Oh, well. I think my metabolism is pretty awesome, anyways. That and the fact that my friends and I bet money on this challenge.

So I, in turn, challenge you to the quad stacker challenge. Good luck!

Thanks a lot, David Schwimmer

2008-03-28T19:01:26Z

I just went to see Run Fat Boy Run with my friend and her friend. And I thought Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz were awesome, so I had high expectations. But noo, David Schwimmer just had to direct it and not use super-cool shots like Edgar Wright. It's not like it was that bad or anything, though. It just, you know. And we did get there 20 minutes late.

Then we had to rush to some theater place because my friend got a call during the movie saying that she needs to "get her skanky ass over to rehearsals". Right after she gets out of my car she texts me saying that I should date her friend, who she left me alone with and I had to drive her home. But it's a good thing I didn't get that text until after I took a wrong exit and me and her friend went to Chipotle. That would've made things awkward. If it weren't for my aunt's birthday party, we probably would've gone laser-tagging. Now we're going later tonight which is also a good deal. Except that those little kids that cheat all the time'll prolly be there. Cheaters.

I don't really have a strong desire to visit my aunt, so I made a couple of good reasons why I should go. One, because she's old and could die any second. Two, because it's good to know your family. I imagine one of the worst things you can do is accidentally hook up at a family reunion. That's just horrible/funny.

Speaking of which,
<skrike> I think the people above me are having sex
<skrike> either that or they're sleeping restlessly and agreeing with each other a lot.

Hey, Joe

2008-03-27T16:47:22Z

Yesterday didn't start out very well. It was just one of those days when you wake up irritable and then things happen just to make it worse and you just want to kick something. But you know you can't hit something because you'd either damage something, stub your toe, or end up kicking something like a small child. And if you kick a small child, he'll start crying and then you'd get really upset about it and then you'd both just end up in each others arms saying you didn't mean it.

Er..anyways. It was just a bunch of little things like my dog throwing up on the carpet, scratching the back of my Les Paul because of my stupid belt buckle, my sister blackmailing me to take her friend to prom, dropping half a pizza on the ground, and uh. No, that's it.

The day did manage to get much better, though. I was supposed to have dinner with someone or something but instead I went over my buddy's place and played Rock Band. I managed to do expert on the drums. Sickk, I know. Then I got a call from my cousin Emily asking me to pick her up from a gay bar. That turned out to be a really interesting experience. Especially since I had to actually go in and ask around for her. And then she made me wait with some of her friends while she used the bathroom. They happened to be very nice people. It was a very good end for the day, I think.

By the way, happy nat'l Joe day.

Larry Carlson, you crazy guy, you

2008-03-25T14:14:53Z

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Yep. That's how I spent most of last night.
That and sitting in my friend's room, learning how to play the steel drum, and swing dancing on the roof.

Earlier I had people over and we found a recipe on the back of a can for lemon squares and tried to make it. We didn't have any flour, though, so we used pancake mix. And we didn't have lemons, so we used vanilla extract. and we didn't read the directions very carefully when it said to make a crust. We kind of mixed the crust with the rest of the batter. So we made our own crust out of fruit loops, peanut butter, cookies, frosted flakes, and chocolate powder. I think there's also some of Adam's sweat and Carolyn's blood in there, too. I think we were a few steps away from being able to call it a meth lab.

It turned out to be okay. It wasn't burnt or anything. And it's not like I'd point through a glass window at a bakery and order it, but it was okay. Besides the fact that it looked like cat vomit.