Friday, January 7, 2005

El Perfecto

Today was fun I guess. School was better than it usually is. I drew an awesome picture of my shoe in Art. We watched the rest of Brian's Song in D.L.A. We read a chapter from the science book in Science, then we watched a Bill Nye movie which we didn't end up finishing. Social Studies wasn't too bad. I think all we had to do was write a "double journal entry" thingamabob. I sure as hell better get an A on it; I worked my ass off and wrote my reactions and feelings about six different pieces of information(we only needed 5 but I had extra room on my paper and some extra time). Plus I wrote extremely small just to fit everything on there. In Jumpstart, we had our eighth grade market day. Boy did the company that I've created with a few other people do good. We sold out! We had these mini pinatas, a hat with some candy and a can of bubbles on it, and I sold my fan picture from art. I've also got plans to draw some more art this weekend. I started as market day was ending, but I didn't have like the colors that I needed or anything. In English we did this thing where you have a picture(or in this case, twelve pictures) that represent a word or word's and you have to figure out what it is. That was ok, but some of the pictures were pretty hard. In Math we had an accelerated math test. At least I only had three objectives to do. Usually I have about ten, but I took a half test on Tuesday during CEWT. Plus on my practices I've only been getting a few objectives at a time and a bunch of reviews. Spanish...we just picked out twenty-five vocabulary words, wrote them down on a piece of paper and then Mrs. Nickerson collected the papers and handed them out for everyone to put down what the english word for the spanish word was. I didn't even remember some of the words that were on the paper I got. There were only two I didn't put down an answer for and a third one I wasn't too sure on. Then in CEWT we did our Teacher's First brain twister which was extremely easy this week. Then everybody had to take all of the stuff out of their portfolios. Well, except for a few people. Me included. Mrs. Wolfe wanted to keep a few people's who's were really nice as examples for next year. I still got to take a few things out of it, though. I decided just to take out all of the drafts of My American Hero essay and give them to my mom. She'll be happy ^_^ And then, when I got home, Uncle Alvin asked me if I wanted to go to the ice races on Bass Lake. I said I wanted to, so I headed off to my room, grabbed my snowpants and then put my snowpants and boots on and my coat and waited for Alvin, Lonnie and Brandy(Alvin's fiance) to get ready to go. Once we got there, it was so much fun. I mean, just watching the guys drive around the track that had been plowed on the ice. It was so awesome. So fricken awesome. It wasn't an official race or anything; sort of just practice for the actual race which is next weekend at a different lake. But it was really cool. After we got home, I was really tired...I ended up going and laying down. I woke up at around 9 PM, reached over to my alarm and set it for 10 PM and I didn't end up waking up again until 10:40 PM. Guess I'm just a bit of a heavy sleeper these days. But when I woke up I was worried that it was too late to post today, but lo' and behold, it wasn't. Thank god. =P Ugh, but I've had this horrible...feeling in the back of my throat all day. Like there's something there but I can't hack it up. Damnit. Its probably my tonsils or something. They probably fricken grew back and I'm going to end up getting tonsilitus...I hate getting tonsilitus. *cries* And I can't stop coughing either so my mom gave me an Allegra and handed me a bag of Halls cough drops. Whee. I love cough drops. And more whee, Xio, Alexa and I are going snowboarding tomorrow! Yahoo! Hooray! Whoo! I can't fricken wait! I'm so fricken excited! -DDG Day: 145

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Thursday, January 6, 2005

Little Japanese Boy

I've officially thought of a third "W.N.E.H.C.N.E.H.A.S.N.E.H." Damn. That's long. But I'm too lazy too type out the entire thing. Anyway, this one sparked from a picture I drew of one of the characters in the side margin of my notebook. Heh, it was a picture of a boy named Wally and he was sleeping on a table, drooling. The name of the "story" that I will write comes from the fact that his eyes make him look like he's Japanese. So, Xio and I discussed how it'd be interesting if I wrote a short mini-story about the picture and how it could have come to be, if he really were Japanese or part Japanese or something. Can't say anymore though. It'd give away the story. Or atleast a little bit of it, and I don't want that happening. And apparently my cat likes eating things off the floor. And she wants to eat the string that's tied to the balloons I've had sitting in my room since my birthday. Damn cat. I yelled at her a minute ago shouting, "Do I have to beat you?!" and she ran off into the kitchen. I'm sure she didn't get the point and she'll be back a little later to scrounge around my room again for more odd little things to eat. I don't even know what the hell she was chewing on, she got it down before I could catch her. I probably could have got her faster if I didn't have this laptop in my lap, but, well, she'll face the reprecussions of her actions soon enough. So, I got out of school early today ^_^ And from that statement you can all tell that school was not cancelled. Damn school. Ms. Mott said we were probably one of the only school's actually open today in Michigan. ¬_¬ And it was snowing the entire day while we were there. What a fucking load of shit. The roads were horrible, the bus was sliding across M-46, it was freezing cold. God so fucking stupid. But atleast I got out almost an hour early. Lonnie came and picked me up at 2:10 so I could go to the movies with him and Robin. We went out to eat first once we'd gone all the way to Belding, then to Greenville. Stopped at Little Caesers and had a pizza. Then we headed off to the movie theatre. Once there we had to find out the times that the movies ended at. The only one's we could see were the one's that ended before 7 PM, because that was when Robin had to go back home. We ended up buying tickets to Spanglish(which Lonnie mispronounced as "Spanish" *shakes head*). After we bought our tickets we had a little time to spare before the movie started, so Lonnie got five dollars in quarters and we both played "Area 51" while Robin watched us(she didn't want to play). We spent almost all of the quarters before we headed off to watch the movie. We both actually got high scores, although Lonnie didn't bother to enter his name(I don't think he even noticed we had gotten high scores) and I couldn't get the gun to point to the right place so I just entered "K" and hit done >.> I shall forever be known as "K" there if my score stays on the High Score page. I didn't even get to see what place I'd gotten, either. Oh well. We had fun playing it ^_^ The movie was good. Lonnie didn't like it much; he said it was a chick flick and I guess it sort of was. I thought there was supposed to be more comedy in it and so did Lonnie but I still liked the movie. One thing that made the movie quite funny though was that Lonnie didn't realize that(WARNING: Do not read if you don't want a spoiler!!!!!!) Debra was going out with the realtor until her mother told her she shouldn't be doing it. God that was hilarious. He asked both Robin and I if we'd known and Robin said she'd known since the second time Debra had "gone out" and I said I'd known that they were going to go out since she got in the car with the realtor to go look at houses. Movies are too predictable sometimes. Well, apparently I need to call Xio and Alexa, so I had better get off before it gets too late. -DDG Day: 144

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Wednesday, January 5, 2005

The Mobster in disguise

Whee, happy birthday to Bombu a.k.a. Wingnut Ninja a.k.a. BlueYoshi. You're the best big bro! *hugs* Xio and I have come to the conclusion that Mr. Elsea, our science teacher, is a Mobster. Lets look at the facts: 1.) When the question, "can I borrow a pencil?" is asked, he is known to request a payment of however many Vestabucks he feels like receiving that day. If you cannot pay these Vestabucks, you must pay in other ways. Xio had to pay him Vestabucks and four pencils or else she would have been charged a bunch of Vestabucks and have been given twenty-eight lunch detentions. 2.) Apparently, someone left there agenda in his classroom. He took the agenda and has not given it back. The boy who left it happened to have another one, that of which he also left in his classroom and is now in the possession of Mr. Elsea. The boy has also left his library book in there, that of which Mr. Elsea had previously denied ever having seen before. The truth has come out: Mr. Elsea had went from classroom to classroom asking if the book was anyone's and after receiving answers of "no" and "never seen it" he took it to the library and returned it about a week ago. It seems he continued to deny the fact that he had ever found the book until today when he learned that the boy was finally told about what Mr. Elsea had done. 3.) His lessons seem to involve inflicting pain upon his students or the premise of being able to inflict pain upon a student if that student happened to be irresponsible. Building compacitors, lighting a table on fire, lighting steel wool, setting paper on fire, a million other things that have to do with fire, chasing Levi around the classroom with a liter... He's a pyromaniac; lets leave it at that. 4.) And lastly, he dresses like a Mobster who's just came back from a "business meeting." A suit and tie was what he wore today. No labcoat which is unusual for him. Maybe he wore one earlier but he usually wears one to Math Club as well. Interesting, most interesting. And he just had this air of... being involved in unnameable activities. Is he making business propositions with the other teachers? Most likely with Mr. Kraft? And if I may quote myself: He's just like a Mobster, only without the violence. It was also suggested earlier that Xio and I should follow him and his white van(wonder what's in there...) to spy on him and learn his Mobster ways. He's a Mobster and we'll keep saying it until proven otherwise. There's supposed to be a storm tonight, er, a little later tonight into tomorrow. Here's hoping its big enough and bad enough to cancel school *crosses fingers* Heh. I have this program on here called "MovieWOW" or something like that and I was screwing around with it last night. I ended up using the a few of the clips and stationary images they gave me as examples to make a "web commercial" about a real life Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas. It was funny... but I the stupid program encountered an "error" and wouldn't let me save it. *cries* That's ok, though. I'll just make another one! -DDG Day: 143

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Tuesday, January 4, 2005

Sleepless Nights

Its not that I'm not used to being back in school, its just that I don't want to go to sleep at night. I've had some insomnia these past few nights, too. Just no sleeping for me at night. I got about four hours of sleep last night and the night before that...When I went to bed on Sunday I can truly say I had insomnia. I was just...awake. Not tired at all. And last night I just wanted to stay up and write more. Last night's miserable attempt to go to bed at a decent time had its affects on me today. Some good, some bad. The good: Uh, I felt that I had my funniest I've ever had during DLA I guess... The bad: I almost fell asleep during Jumpstart when we were reading. I kept closing my eyes and almost fell asleep on my book. I could barely focus on it and my eyes kept kind of...losing focus as I attempted to keep from falling asleep... And I'm tired right now. Isn't that great? You know what really is great? Whee, I had my first popsicle that I've had in...ages. (No sexual innuendos, please. I had enough of those this past weekend...) Heh. Call me a hypocrite if you must, but when I said I could never look at a muffin the same way again...well, I lied I guess. My mom brought home a container of blueberry muffins...and well, I devoured those little buggers. ^_^ I love blueberry muffins. They're the best. But now I'm having withdrawls. There aren't anymore left and I want one really bad. I've got this huge craving for one. *cries* And now I'm having popsicle withdrawls. Sugar is so addicting... I'm usually pretty good about fighting temptations, but sometimes I have such an addiction to a food that I can't stop eating it... Like popsicles. I can eat an entire box in one night if I don't stop myself and resist the urge... Damnit, and it was a grape popsicle, too. I love grape popsicles... ....dot....dot dot....dot dot dot.... Well, I think I'll be getting back to typing up chapter 1 of my story again. -DDG Day: 142

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Monday, January 3, 2005

No comments? Not a single one?

No comments for two days in a row? Gee. I feel so loved. Nah, that's ok. I can understand if people can't comment. I don't usually give much to comment on anyway >.> So, my first day back at school wasn't all that bad. Lots of work right away, though. We finished up our fan drawings in Art, then started on our second art journal drawings. Damnit. One of my fan drawings got all...screwed up somehow. The egg I drew in the center of the picture got all flipped around and screwed up. Oh well. It still looked good and the two girls who sit at my table thought it still looked awesome. ^_^ Such positive reinforcement. I don't think I'll get marked down for the picture getting screwed up. Hell, my drawings were abstract anyway; Mrs. Herman will probably just think I drew it that way originally lol. Science was...well, it was as normal as it usually is. The best thing about Science today was the room got cleaned over break. Whee. The floors were waxed, the tables were clean *fawns over the tables* I swear, I spent atleast ten minutes just feeling the tables...up and down...yeah. I'll shut up now. And the chairs! I have to tell you: they put little pieces of cloth under each leg of the chair! They slid so smoothly! Hehe, I told Kristen, the girl who sits at my table with me, to "hop in the chair! I'll push you!" and she laughed and would have done it had Mr. Elsea not come in and started class. Lunch was the usual...you know. We ate food. Jumpstart...In Jumpstart I got to show off my new Lord of the Rings book(during Science and Art everyone wanted to look at it, too...) and my bookmark. Whee. And I got to tell everyone about my laptop. Double whee. In English, I got to write about how much I think my writing from last year and sixth grade is crap in a T1(that's a prewriting assignment for those of you not familiar). Hehe, it was fun. And especially because I had just wrote about how I think my writing from sixth grade is crap in my Story Archive *points to intro* I wrote a new little foreword for it...hehe. Go read it. Now! And Spanish was...a little more difficult today. We studied pronouns and stuff. Bit harder stuff, but still fun. Hmm...Atleast we didn't have any homework today. That's a relief. ^_^; And now I'm out of things to say. Other than that I've been playing GTA:SA since I got home... -DDG Day: 141 Oh yeah, and I told Xio and Alexa about the dreams I had last week...Oh boy was that a hilarious affair. We were laughing about them all through lunch. Alexa noted that in my dreams, both her and Xio's personalities or actions don't change much from what they would have actually done or would be doing...Like in that one dream, Alexa says that, "Yes, I would be digging a hole!" and Xio also says that, "Yep, that's what I'd do. Just leave you there." because of that same dream when she just left me there...in her house. Uh, "her" house. And she thought it was hilarious that Bob was there... lol.

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Sunday, January 2, 2005

Ah, a dreamless night...

Finally. A damn dreamless night. Well, today is Sunday so I guess that since its a new week, Freaky Dream Week has ended. But I'm sure I'll continue to have some freaky dreams soon. Maybe when I finally get to play Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas again I'll spark a few more heh ^_^; My dad's been playing the game almost non-stop for the past few days. At first he wouldn't stop complaining about it, like the map and stuff, but now I only hear complaints about how you have to land the Unique Stunt Jumps just perfectly before you get a bonus. I think that's a load of bullshit, too, that you have to do that. I sat right here at the computer desk and watched as he did atleast three over one hundred times before they finally gave him the bonus. Some of them I could understand, like the last one he did, but, that one was hard. See, what he had to do was go as far away as he possibly could, come speeding down the train tracks, swerve through some poles and continue speeding through some grass before he hit the jump. And once he was in the air he had to push the front of the bike up so he could land on the roof of this other building, and the he had to quickly push the front end down so that the back end wouldn't hit the building. He took him forever to finally figure out that's what he had to do, because before that he was really frustrated because he kept landing on the building(that's what the strategy guide had told him to do by the way) but he wasn't getting the bonus. And he kept figuring that it was probably because his back wheel had hit the edge of the roof. Then he finally got the bonus which was a half relief for me because then he couldn't yell at it anymore ^_^;; But I was going to miss laughing with him about the hilarious things that happened when CJ collided with the bottom of the roof and fell off his bike. Oh, good times...good times. My dad's actually not very far in the game considering how long he's been playing it. But he's been collecting oysters, spraying gang tags, and doing unique stunt jumps instead of missions. I can understand that. He likes to get that kind of stuff out of the way sometimes. I probably should have took a break from missions while I was in Los Santos to do that kind of stuff, well, actually, I did take a few breaks but then I went back to doing missions after a little while. And now its quite hard for me to go around do that kind of stuff because I'm over in San Fierro a lot and its a long ass drive from San Fierro to Los Santos. Well, actually, I think I was in Los Santos the last time I saved. Yeah, I was collecting the money from Big Smoke's couriers last I knew. It was Monday...or maybe Friday. Friday. No, Monday, yeah, Monday and I'd just killed the courier that came into Los Santos from San Fierro. And I was still in Los Santos because I was waiting for the courier that goes to San Fierro so I could catch them. I had some nice, interesting little chats last night with Ken. Sure was fun. Made my day. If I hadn't of talked to him for pretty much half the night I wouldn't have done anything else. I probably would have gotten off the internet and played GTA: SA because my dad seemed to be done playing it for the night. Well, I need to get something to eat...so I'm done for today. ^_^ -DDG Day: 140 Hey, ten more days 'till we reach the checkpoint I set up for us lol.

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Saturday, January 1, 2005

Happy New Year Folks

Yeah, happy New Year's and all that crap. I've been in some kind of a talkative mood these past few days. Like yesterday, I talked to a bunch of people. Well, a few anyhow. Shinmaru mostly. And then about an hour after midnight I got online and talked to Shin and Ken. And then...I was invited to one of the most hilarious AIM chats I've ever been in. Oh god was that funny. Refer to Annie's myO for some snippets from it, because I'm too damn lazy to post any. And because I'm working on getting a page up for it on my website. Its taking a hell of a long time, but I'll have it up soon and I'll provide the link to it at the end of the post. Which might be soon. I don't know what else to say. Well, I had another strange dream last night, only I can't remember what happened so, uh, yeah. Nothing much else on that. All I remember is trying to figure out whether this one part happened while I was asleep or whether I finished it up while I was awake. I think I decided that it happened while I was asleep and then I forgot what the dream was entirely. Oh, and I had a nice interesting chat with Blanko/Flora last night. Hehe. We were poachers. RadEdwrd5: Im on the hunt man! *wanders around house with a safari hat and a wierd musket thing* EvilMinionDDG: I've got tons of people from OB on my buddy list, but half of them are never on and the rest I hardly ever talk to. EvilMinionDDG: Ooh, those hats are awesome. RadEdwrd5: Hehehe RadEdwrd5: they are fun RadEdwrd5: *nots* Yup RadEdwrd5: ^nods RadEdwrd5: lol RadEdwrd5: *Gets run over by elephants* ow RadEdwrd5: Hey Uncle Joe.. watch where your steppin! EvilMinionDDG: Stupid elephants. Where are those poachers when you need them? RadEdwrd5: lol RadEdwrd5: i think ill hire some to kill off uncle joe EvilMinionDDG: Just be careful. Poaching is illegal and hiring poachers is probably illegal, too. RadEdwrd5: Lol RadEdwrd5: not in my neck of the woods RadEdwrd5: SEE THERES AN ELEPHANT NOW! *points at dust ball* ARRRRR *points gun at it... which the gun is actually the broom) EvilMinionDDG: Get that elephant! *pulls out a mop, which is actually a gun* EvilMinionDDG: I mean, a gun that's a mop RadEdwrd5: Lol RadEdwrd5: *watches you shoot the dust ball* RIGHT ON!! But uh.. you left holes in my floor RadEdwrd5: ....... EvilMinionDDG: Oops. I'll just fix that. *pulls a rug over the holes* There. All done. RadEdwrd5: Ah.... Cool RadEdwrd5: right on RadEdwrd5: *dies* EvilMinionDDG: X_X RadEdwrd5: i just die sometimes lol EvilMinionDDG: Well, sometimes that kind of stuff just...happens. RadEdwrd5: lol *dies again* RadEdwrd5: SEE?! EvilMinionDDG: Best be careful. That could be a serious problem you have there. RadEdwrd5: *dies by falling out of chair* Yeah i know lol EvilMinionDDG: Maybe we could fix the problem by removing all sharp objects from your house! RadEdwrd5: ............ THERE AINT NO WAY YOUR TAKING MY SHARP HAND BLADE NO WAY NO HOW RadEdwrd5: its my best friend !!!!! RadEdwrd5: *cuddles and huggles it close* EvilMinionDDG: Ok, calm down... RadEdwrd5: memories man memories i no longer use him to create lovely scars upon my arm... but still RadEdwrd5: ... *blink* EvilMinionDDG: If you're no longer using him to create lovely scars, I'm somewhat afraid of what you are using him for. RadEdwrd5: Nothing RadEdwrd5: Cutting thread in my sewing.... cuttin yarn in my crocheing... RadEdwrd5: nothing more than that EvilMinionDDG: That's good. Because if you were going out and mass murdering people...well, that'd be a bad thing. RadEdwrd5: i never said i wasnt doing that *evil grin* EvilMinionDDG: Uh oh...*hides* RadEdwrd5: *finds you and points knife at you* *the knife is actualy just a gel pen* EvilMinionDDG: *backs up against the wall* Don't kill me! Please! I have a husband and children! *holds up pencils with novelty erasers on them* RadEdwrd5: O.o... No you dont EvilMinionDDG: Yes I do. *points and names each of the pencils* RadEdwrd5: Yeah right... *points pen closer* RadEdwrd5: your just trying to save your skin! EvilMinionDDG: What? That's a lie! I would never be trying to do that! *frantically searching the desk behind her for a weapon of some sort* RadEdwrd5: *pokes you with pen putting black marks on you* HAH... your wounded! RadEdwrd5: Now if you run i can track you! EvilMinionDDG: *wipes the ink off* Ow. That hurt you know. *makes a run for it* RadEdwrd5: *tracks you and catches up* RadEdwrd5: Hahaha! RadEdwrd5: *hits you with pillow RadEdwrd5: *grins evily* MWAHAHAAHAHAHAH now prepare to die.... EvilMinionDDG: *cowers in fear* No! Not the fluffyness of pillows! RadEdwrd5: Dine that is... *pulls out a picknic basket* Breadstick? EvilMinionDDG: Oh, sure. ^_^ *takes breadstick* RadEdwrd5: *munches on a carrot stick* Ah... What up doc? EvilMinionDDG: Oh, well, uh, hey! Your that rabbit! RadEdwrd5: Eh.. What rabbit? RadEdwrd5: lol EvilMinionDDG: I don't know. RadEdwrd5: Oooh *touches own long bunny ears* yeah doc *crunches on carrot* EvilMinionDDG: *pulls out a musket* EvilMinionDDG: *which is actually a broom* RadEdwrd5: *stuffs carrot in the end so it cant fire* *which is actually just shoved between the broom hair things* RadEdwrd5: nyaaaaa *bounces around room* EvilMinionDDG: Hey! You get back here! RadEdwrd5: *bounces around fasteR* EvilMinionDDG: *jumps up to catch a foot, but ends up falling flat on her face* RadEdwrd5: *bounces on you* ooo squishy EvilMinionDDG: Squishy? Are you calling me fat?! ;_; RadEdwrd5: I will call you squishy and you will be my squishy! *shakes head slightly* Crazy I tell you. Last night was crazy. And I stayed up until 4 AM in that Loserless New Year Chat. 4:22 AM to be precise. And I was invited at like, 1 AM or around there. I probably wouldn't have even gotten online if not for there being absolutely nothing on TV except for E3 reruns on TechTV and reruns and stupid shows everywhere else. Damn reruns and stupid shows. That was the only reason why I got online, and because I knew that somewhere, there was a great New Years Chat that I was missing and I was right lol. But atleast I didn't miss it entirely. That would have been horrible... But its not horrible, because I didn't miss all of it! Then again, it is horrible because I didn't miss all of it! God, some of the things that were said...some of the things that Syk did...horrid. I felt like gouging my eyes out from all the horridness, but, you know, I figure I'll be blind in a few years so why not just wait 'till then? Oh well. I better get off and finish that page. I'll save it right now so when I post the link people can atleast read something. All of the chat from after I came in is there, I'm just bolding the names and stuff right now. So it doesn't look like crap >.> -DDG Day: 139 [Loserless New Year Chat]

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Friday, December 31, 2004

1-866-9-SAVE-ME

Shinmaru and I had a very...interesting conversation earlier. The majority of it was about leprechauns... EvilMinionDDG: It might just be me, but, it seems like your myO is a bit...redder than usual. Shinmaru007: It's red with anger that you're still in the contest...yeah, that's the ticket. Shinmaru007: >_> EvilMinionDDG: Oh, in that case it looks wonderful. I swear it used to be a more...passive red, though. Used to have a little more of a pink tint to it. Shinmaru007: Yeah, it's looks more red than usual to me, too. Shinmaru007: But oh well. lol EvilMinionDDG: Better to be too red than not red enough. Shinmaru007: Indeed. Red is a great color :-) EvilMinionDDG: Of course. But its nothing compared to green. Shinmaru007: r3d pwz0rz gr33n!!1!111!11!1 EvilMinionDDG: No, I believe you're mistaken. Green teh pwnz red. Shinmaru007: Grr. Snarl. And so on. EvilMinionDDG: Back! Back you animal! *pulls out lion's tamer chair* Shinmaru007: Uh...roar? EvilMinionDDG: Its rabid! Everybody back! Shinmaru007: I'll eat your sammiches!! EvilMinionDDG: No! Not my sammiches! It took me ten minutes to make all of those. Shinmaru007: And it will take but a few seconds for me to eat them :} EvilMinionDDG: Darn you, you, evil Shinmaru you. This act will not go unnoticed! *throws him the sammiches* Shinmaru007: *eats them* :D EvilMinionDDG: Now I'm going to have to make more sammiches. Say, you got any mayonaise by chance? Shinmaru007: Uh. *digs around in pocket* Here you go. *hands you some mayo* EvilMinionDDG: *inspects the package* I dunno. This thing looks like its been opened, used and then thrown back in your pocket. Shinmaru007: That is pure rubbish, my dear! *hides mayonnaise jar opening kit behind back* EvilMinionDDG: *tastes the mayo* Hmm...it tastes like...lint. Shinmaru007: Hm? *pokes around in pockets* Oh, man, I need to clean these. Like really bad... EvilMinionDDG: I think there's some cheese mixed around in here too. *points to yellowish chunks sitting in the mayo* Shinmaru007: ...ew. How did that get in there? EvilMinionDDG: I don't know. You tell me. It came from your pocket. Shinmaru007: *converses with his pocket* He says he doesn't know. EvilMinionDDG: Do you have leprechauns in your pocket or something? Shinmaru007: Not that I'm aware of... EvilMinionDDG: Well, you want some? I got to unload these things before customs gets after me again. *points to box of Leprechauns* Shinmaru007: Sure. Maybe I'll get a nice pot o' gold, or some Lucky Charms. :-) EvilMinionDDG: I think this one's got some Lucky Charms. *pulls out a vicious one* Or maybe even a pot o' gold. Shinmaru007: Ooh! EvilMinionDDG: Only $100 a piece. Shinmaru007: ...I don't have $100!! EvilMinionDDG: Ok, ok, we make deal. $75. Shinmaru007: Okay. EvilMinionDDG: Good. Now which ones do you want? I'll give you two of these babies for $75. Buy one get one free special deal. Today only. EvilMinionDDG: Did I lose my customer? Shinmaru007: Yeah, I got kicked off of AIM for a bit, sorry. EvilMinionDDG: Oh, well...uh, where were we? Shinmaru007: Uh, you were getting ready to sell me a leprechaun for $75. EvilMinionDDG: Oh, yes. There's a special today you see. Buy one, get one free. So, which ones would you like? They come in three different varieties you know. Shinmaru007: Oh? EvilMinionDDG: Yes, the pot o' gold kind, Lucky Charms kind, and the drunk-off-their-asses folk. Shinmaru007: Hm. Shinmaru007: I'll take the pot o' gold kind and the Lucky Charms kind. Shinmaru007: I won't have a need for the last kind until St. Patty's Day. EvilMinionDDG: Are you sure? Well, I guess its a deal then. *pulls out two random leprechauns and hands them to you* Shinmaru007: Woo! EvilMinionDDG: Oh, and, remember: no refunds and I'm not liable for any injuries you may attain while in the possession of said Leprechauns. Also, you didn't get them from me and we never did business today. I did not just receive $75 for said leprechauns, leprechauns do not exist and I did not illegally obtain them and export them to the US from Ireland. Whew... Shinmaru007: Er, okay. *dances with leprachauns* Hehehehehehehe. EvilMinionDDG: Now what am I going to do with the rest of these leprechauns? Shinmaru007: Riverdance? EvilMinionDDG: How much you think they'd pay for them? These leprechauns don't come cheap ya know. And they're a rare species. Shinmaru007: If you did some smooth talking, they'd probably pay a lot more than I did for them. EvilMinionDDG: Maybe. I put in lots of adjectives. EvilMinionDDG: I'll* Shinmaru007: Adjectives are always good. EvilMinionDDG: Like green, delightfully friendly, not rabid and disease infested... Shinmaru007: *thumbs up* Shinmaru007: And they're cute! *hugs one, while it tries to bite his ear off* EvilMinionDDG: Not crawling with fleas and ticks, not infected with the AIDS virus or molaria or yellow fever! Positively healthy, wonderful, delightfully happy, green leprechauns. Shinmaru007: Whee! EvilMinionDDG: Just between you and me, I don't know how they got AIDS... EvilMinionDDG: But, you know, being saleswoman isn't very...good. *tosses the leprechauns onto the side of the room with a big sign that says: "Property of Shinmaru"* Shinmaru007: *is busy playing with leprechauns* FETCH! EvilMinionDDG: What are they fetching? Shinmaru007: I dunno. *leprechauns come back with the heads of humans* ...that. EvilMinionDDG: Hey, that head looks familiar. *points to random head* Shinmaru007: Yeah. Oh well. *tosses it into someone else's yard* EvilMinionDDG: *pulls out a cell phone and calls the cops on someone else* EvilMinionDDG: There. That takes care of that. I hope that someone else gets what he deserves. The sadistic murderer. Shinmaru007: Yeah. Shinmaru007: The freak. EvilMinionDDG: He deserves to be locked up in the looney bin forever and ever and for all eternity. Shinmaru007: That would be fun :D EvilMinionDDG: You know, I don't see what's so bad about looney bins. I made, those people have got it made. Nice warm jackets, padded rooms, comfy beds, drugs that make you feel WONDERFUL. Shinmaru007: Drugs, w00t! EvilMinionDDG: Morphine! Gimme some morphine! Shinmaru007: *asks his leprechauns to fetch some morphine* EvilMinionDDG: *looks at watch* They sure are taking a long time. Shinmaru007: Yeah. I wonder what they're doing? Leprechauns: *are partying with morphine* *_* EvilMinionDDG: Well, alls well that ends well. Atleast when they wake up in the morning they wont feel their hangover. If you can get a hangover from morphine... Shinmaru007: I wouldn't know. Shinmaru007: >_> Shinmaru007: <_< EvilMinionDDG: Me neither. Definitely not. The last time I had morphine was when I was in the hospital and that was, uh, two years ago. Ah, morphine. The reliever of all pain. Shinmaru007: lol EvilMinionDDG: lol? What are you talking about? Have you been eating giggle cream? By the way, I've got some black market giggle cream here. High quality stuff... Shinmaru007: I like to stay natural with my giggling, thanks. EvilMinionDDG: Are you sure? It makes dessert funny. Shinmaru007: I'm sure. EvilMinionDDG: Oh well. Guess I'll just hand it out to the leprechauns! Remember: Don't read the warning label! Its all lies! EvilMinionDDG: *gives all the little leprechauns tubes of giggle cream* Shinmaru007: Leprechauns: *eat it and fall into fits of giggling* EvilMinionDDG: Hm. *puts some dessert out in front of them* Shinmaru007: Leprechauns: *throw dessert at each other, and continue giggling* EvilMinionDDG: This is wonderful. Perfect. I'll get a Nobel Peach, uh, Peace Prize for sure. Shinmaru007: Yep. Shinmaru007: And, even better, lots of money! EvilMinionDDG: Yeah! To further my research! Or to just spend it all to build my own Pee-Wee's playground(this ambition is what I get for watching Adult Swim two times over last night...). Shinmaru007: lol EvilMinionDDG: I do want one of those talking chairs, though. Shinmaru007: A talking chair would be cool, until you tried to sit on it. EvilMinionDDG: Yeah, I guess. Maybe a toaster turned into a raccoon instead. Shinmaru007: That sounds good. Shinmaru007: It could be a raccoaster, or maybe a toastoon. EvilMinionDDG: Maybe. But I'm not really up for toast that tastes game-y. Maybe I can pour some butter all over the toaster before its changed into a raccoon to become a raccoaster or a toastoon with butter. Shinmaru007: Mmm...butter. EvilMinionDDG: Lots of butter, loads of butter that'll someday turn into bubbling fat and lard. Shinmaru007: Fun :D EvilMinionDDG: Whoo, obesity! Lets go to McDonald's and order everything on the menu! Shinmaru007: Yeah!! EvilMinionDDG: Then we can sue them and say that they made us fat and overcharged us! Shinmaru007: It's the perfect plan, surely nobody has thought of it before us! EvilMinionDDG: Of course not! Nobody could ever think of anything like that. He's not smart enough for that. Only millions of other people could have thought of it. Shinmaru007: Indeed. EvilMinionDDG: Indeedly deed. EvilMinionDDG: "Yoshi is My my Hero" What's up with that? All the colors are...dizzying. Shinmaru007: lol Shinmaru007: Usually it stops after a while... EvilMinionDDG: If it were going any faster I think I might have a seizure. Shinmaru007: Look at it this way: You might get more morphine! Shinmaru007: >_> EvilMinionDDG: Ooh! That'd be wonderful! *jumps up and down excitedly* Shinmaru007: :-) EvilMinionDDG: 8-) And if you managed to read all of that, I congratulate you. Here's a cookie, now read the rest of my post. My new story is just...so, addicting. I don't want to stop writing it. I have to force myself to stop. And even today I have to force myself not to start. I keep telling myself, "You have other things you need to get done. Wait until later." but its not really working. The notebook is just calling out to me. With its three holes, spiral plastic thing, CD holder(yeah, a little CD holder), and with my fuzzy kitty pen sitting on it...its just got this charm that says, "C'mon Kayla. Right in me, damnit." Oh, but I must resist for the time being. *sigh* I had another dream last night. This one was fairly normal, though. Atleast from what I remember it was. To start from where I can remember is quite difficult, but...it went something like this: Lonnie and I are walking down the hallway of my old school, Kinney. We're there to go on some kind of school sponsored trip that we paid for. No idea what the trip was about, but we're going on it anyway. So, we're walking down the hall and as we reach the end of it, a classroom to our right opens and a bunch of kids pile out. And at the front of the group are Travis H. and Emry. I call them over, but they merely nod and continue going with the crowd. Lonnie and I push our way into the group and follow it outside to where there are five busses and three vans waiting for transport. I call Travis and Emry over as Lonnie and I stand off to the side of the group(they were all piling onto one bus oddly enough). They approach us and Emry begins leading us towards the vans, saying all of the busses are full. I look up at the windows and see that only the first bus is full and that the other four have maybe, one or two people on each. Anyway, we're approaching the last van and Emry goes up to the passenger seat window and talks to the driver, asking if we can get a ride with him. The driver says, "no way, go get on a bus," and then Emry leans in farther and begins whispering to the man about how if he lets us ride with him, he'll let the guy in on the experiments he's going to perform on me to try and spark my memory. Its at this point that I realize I'm clothed in stand Military attire from my story and the name "Disaster" is carved into a nametag on my shirt. Then I woke up. Damnit, that story's haunting my dreams. Horrible. Absolutely horrible I say. If its going to haunt my dreams can't it atleast haunt it in a way that I'll like? Like with shooting and killing like my dream from two days ago? Ah, but there's not much I can do about that. A dream's a dream and whatever my subconscious wants me to dream it'll make me dream... -DDG Day: 138

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Thursday, December 30, 2004

1-555-I-SUE-YOU

Well, I do say this week should be declared "freaky dream week," Azure. Because I had another dream last night. It wasn't anything like the one I talked about yesterday(damn!) but it was a bit...off at times. The dream was actually quite long, but I can only remember what happened at the end unfortunately. But I guess I'll just start from there. Thinking back on the dream, the earliest thing I can remember is that Xio and I are sitting in her house, which strangely looks more like my dad's house, but whatever. Anyway, we're sitting on the couch and Bob(he's this guy who, I, well, don't know if he has any relation to Xio, but she knows him) is sitting in the recliner, playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas. Xio and I were talking about something but I have no idea what it was at this time. Then, I look at my watch and its 1:31 PM, which means we're almost late for our next class(if I try really hard I can remember that we'd walked over to her house just after third hour for some reason...). Xio pulls on her shoes and takes off, leaving me. So, I grab my shoes from next to me and start trying to tie them. They have these extremely long laces and I just can't seem to get them tied. I end up just tying them in a big ball before I realise that I didn't wear my shoes that day, I'd worn my boots. So I took the shoes off and walked over to the coffee table, looking for my Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas strategy guide. I check in the entertainment center before walking out into the kitchen and pick up my binder from the table. I look inside and there's my strategy guide. Then I head downstairs into the entry way, slip my boots on and look at my watch. Its now 5 PM. Where the hell did the time go? I run out the door and within a few seconds I'm now standing at the front of the class in English. No one says anything about the fact that I'm four hours late or that it's 5 PM. Instead, the scene suddenly changes and everyone's running around outside my dad's house. Except, the everyone I'm talking about is not my class from Vestaburg, but my old sixth grade class from Mt. Pleasant. Mrs. Stratton is there however, and she tells me to pick my best friend to be my partner. So I look around and I see everyone running around and playing and doing whatever. Then I look across the road and see Xio and Alexa digging a hole in the ditch. Mrs. Stratton says something about, "it sure is taking you awhile" and then she FINALLY takes notice that I was four hours late for class. She tells me that I need to make up what I missed and tells me to choose a codename. Suddenly, everyone has gathered in a little group and are huddled over two sheets of paper. I walk over and grab the paper. Upon reading the paper I realise its everyone's codenames. And some strange codenames they are indeed. Just as I'm about to put down my codename(Disaster, I'll explain that later) I'm rudely awoken by some outside force. Right after I woke up I realised that the end part of my dream, where my codename was "Disaster" most likely only happened because I was writing last night. Writing the story off of my dream that I had the other night. Its actually really really good so far. And its like, its just a story where I'm thinking of things as I go along. And after I stopped writing, I was still thinking about it. Some general information on it so far: Its set in the "future", late 2006 so not too far off. But, the country is at war with itself and is divided into four areas: the South, the North, the East and the West. Each threatens the other with growing armies and each clash with each other in growing struggles over territory. The Government is dead and in their place is a small group called "the Military" who seems to be out to conquer these four areas of the country and control them. The main characters name is Disaster and she's called a "Tactical." She's a lone operative who's sent out by the Military to eliminate specific targets(mostly political leaders of each area of the country, rebels, and major threats to the Military's cause). Most people fear the Military and its ways, wishing to abolish it, but their area of the country is too busy fighting with another area to even take the chance of fighting the Military, which is comprised of the country's elite fighters, all unmatched by anyone... Whee, just my kind of story. I can't wait to start writing in it again. *jumps up and down impatiently* You know what, I think I'm going to make a dream journal. I've been considering it for awhile, and I think it'd be cool, especially if I wrote in it right after I woke up when my dream was still fresh in my mind. And I think I'll continue to post my dreams here...it really just, I don't know. Helps me "analyze" them I guess. -DDG Day: 137

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Wednesday, December 29, 2004

WCTR

There's only one thing I'm going to talk about today because there are other things I want to do right now. I had a dream last night. A wonderful dream that fulfilled my vicious needs, my thirst for violence. Ah, such a wonderful dream it was. It had everything I like in a dream...shooting, killing, being captured...So wonderful I believe I'll treasure this dream forever and eternity. I called Xio to tell her about it at around 5 PM. She'd called me earlier at around 2 PM and we talked, but I forgot to mention my dream. My wonderful dream... *sigh* I want another dream like that. I loved it. I was thirsting for it, it was a dream I've been craving and asking for with all of my video games that revolve around shooting people. And this time it was finally a dream that had real bullets that caused blood...ah...so magnificent. Ok, I'll tell you about the dream now. It wont be in tantalizing full detail because, well, its kind of hard to put into words and all I truly remember are the parts that just make me...feel so wonderful. *clears throat* I don't exactly remember how it started(who does remember how a dream starts? It just happens you know.) but, from what I do know, I was some kind of...police officer or military person of some kind and I was walking around a courtyard of sorts. There was a large crowd of people ahead of me and as I approached I heard gunshots. So, I pulled my handgun from its holster and ran after the fool who dared to shoot at me and the rest of the people I guess. I believe that once I'd chased the fool down a hallway I realised the true reason of why I'd followed him. It turns out he happened to be Jerome, the boy I absolutely hate and wish would die. Hehe, being the violent person I am, I immobilized him by shooting at his leg. The shot landed cleanly and he stopped moving for a moment before continuing to limp along. Then I reaimed for his head and ended up shooting his hat off. He stopped, turned around and shot me once in the thigh. I felt little pain because the adrenaline was pumping through me now and I took advantage of his being turned around to pump two rounds into his gun arm and then three rounds into his chest, finishing him off. And then my memory gets a bit fuzzy, and the next thing I remember is that I'm laying in a muddy road there's snow all around(now take in mind I don't remember any snow from the earlier part of my dream). It seems as if I'm waking up from being knocked unconscious and standing above me is an "enemy soldier." He calls me a "rebel" and proceeds to pick up my limp body and drag me away down the road. A little ways down, he pulls off my brown camo balaclava and pockets it, saying something about "this is my proof that I caught you." He throws me down into the snow on the side of the road, takes out his radio and I learn that he's taking me to be traded for a large supply of weaponry. Obviously I must be some kind of valuable super soldier, but I remain confused at the idea that I'm worth trading for weaponry. Somehow while the man is talking I regain the use of my limbs which seemed to have been numbed by some kind of sedative of sorts. Then everything's a bit hazy and the next thing I remember is that I'm running through the woods, looking back every so often for enemy soldiers, before looking ahead and jumping over another stump. Then there's a twinge in my leg where Jerome had shot me and I fall to my knees in agony. And then the dream ends as I passout. Damn, that sounded like I was talking about some kind of movie or video game. Hmm...*makes note of idea* Sounds like I could shape this up to be my next story, I'd sure have fun with it. And its kind of got part of the general idea I've been shaping for my next story and now that I'm really thinking about it, it seems almost perfect. Maybe my brain gave me this dream on purpose...for me to realise there was a great idea in the making with it. Yeah, that's it. And to fulfill my violent tendencies and my liking of stuff like getting tortured and captured...and yeah. I'll just stop talking now...and fantasize by myself. -DDG Day: 136

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