Monday, August 2, 2004

   So, over the past few days, it's become apparent to me that I've allowed myself to become far too preoccuppied with myself to make time for my friends. I'm taking steps to correct this, because I don't like it. I don't want to be someone's fair weather friend, because those people suck.

Granted, I've been gone a lot lately, because I work now. And when I come home, I'm usually tired. Still, I could be making far better use of my free time. So, if this applies to you: I'm very sorry. I'm trying to do better.

Ahem. I'm off today, Tuesday and Wednesday because some big wig inspectors are coming to the store, and my boss only wants the experienced staff on duty at the time. Sure, whatever. Tomorrow I'm going to see The Village. ^__^

Thought of the moment: I need to get back into the habit of going to the gym.

Quote of the moment: "I can't abide cheating, but revenge is a concept i can really get behind."

Song of the moment:

"My Only One", Yellowcard

Broken this fragile thing now
And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces
And I've thrown my words all around
But I can't, I can't give you a reason

I feel so broken up (so broken up)
And I give up (I give up)
I just want to tell you so you know

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do
You are my only, my only one

Made my mistakes, let you down
And I can't, I can't hold on for too long
Ran my whole life in the ground
And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone

And something's breaking up (breaking up)
I feel like giving up (like giving up)
I won't walk out until you know

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do
You are my only my only one

Here I go so dishonestly
Leave a note for you my only one
And I know you can see right through me
So let me go and you will find someone

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one, no one like you
You are my only, my only one
My only one
My only one
My only one
You are my only, my only one

Comments (3) | Permalink

Friday, July 30, 2004

I get mail, therefore I am
I finally got my debit card in the mail, but that's overshadowed by the fact that I also recieved a free sample razor in the mail: Gelette Quatro, or some such sillyness. Free razor! Too bad I already shaved this morning, or I'd use it. ^__^

But the debit card was cool too.

Heh; the headline of USA Today a couple days ago was "Democrats Assail Bush". Now, call me cynical, but is the fact that democrats are assailing Bush really front page news? It was a LOL moment.

I feel bad for not writing to Stephanie, but I have absolutely nothing to talk about, so I'll just hope she forgives me.

And i'm still not working the cash register yet, but hopefully it'll be soon. Cash register = Good.

Thought of the moment: Yellowcard is cool because they use a fiddle. That's right.

Quote of the moment: "You look like you should be pumping gas or stocking shelves when you're not doing this!"

Song of the moment:

"The Anthem", Good Charlotte

It's a new day
But it all feels old
It's a good life,
That's what I'm told
But everything, it all just feels the same


And my high school
It felt more to me
Like a jail cell,
A penitentiary
My time spent there, it only made me see


That I don't ever wanna be like you
I don't wanna do the things you do
I'm never gonna hear the words you say
And I don't ever wanna,
I don't ever wanna be


You
Don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
You
Don't wanna be you


"Go to college,
A university
Get a real job"
That's what they say to me
But I could never live the way they want
I'm gonna get by
And just do my time
Out of step while
They all get in line
I'm just a Minor Threat so pay no mind


Do you really wanna be like them?
Do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of their crowd?
Cause I don't ever wanna
I don't ever wanna be


You
Don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
You
Don't wanna be you


Shake it once, that's fine
Shake it twice, that's okay
Shake it three times, you're playing with yourself again


You
Don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
Y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me
You
Don't wanna be just like you (just like you)
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
Y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)

Comments (5) | Permalink

Thursday, July 29, 2004

Shimmy an' shake
I haven't updated in a few days because I really haven't had much to say. It seems my fan fic went over like a lead balloon, but other than that, all is well.

I got a box of checks in the mail from my bank, so that's pretty sweet. Me likey. ^__^ I used my first check to buy Yellowcard's CD, Ocean Avenue. I got in at 12:30 this morning, so I haven't listened to it yet.

I'm off today, and I'm finally cleaning up my room. I'm not a messy person, but when I'm busy, I just lose track of the situation, and don't pay attention to it. Bummer, eh? I'll fix it up real good, though.

I go in at three tomorrow, then work 'til close. Saturday, I don't have to be in until two, and I work 'til seven, so I'll be going to the YGO tourney at Toys R Us again for the first time in three weeks. I'm almost done with my deck, and mostly done with my sisters' decks.

And now? Now I've got a room to clean. Catch ya' later.

Thought of the moment: I have $5 in my pocket...

Quote of the moment: "I could power a small city with my whining."

Song of the moment:

"Cool for cats", Squeeze

The Indians send signals
From the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take positions
In the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the Corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language
It's the beating she don't need
She lets loose all the horses
When the Corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fire's dead
And arrows in his hats
And Davy Crockett rides around
And says it's cool for cats
It's cool for cats - Cool for cats

The Sweeney's doing ninety
'Cause they've got the word to go
They get a gang of villains
In a shed up at Heathrow
They're counting out the fivers
When the hand cuffs lock again
In and out of Wandsworth
With the numbers on their names
It's funny how their missus
Always look the bleeding same
And meanwhile at the station
There's a couple of likely lads
Who swear like how's your father
And they're very cool for cats
They're cool for cats - Cool for cats

To change the mood a little
I've been posing down the pub
On seeing my reflection
I'm looking slightly rough
I fancy this, I fancy that
I wanna be so flash
I give a little muscle
And I spend a little cash
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time I'm sober
I've forgotten what I've had
And ev'rybody tells me that
It's cool to be a cat
Cool for cats - Cool for cats

Shake up at the disco
And I think I've got a pull
I ask her lots of questions
As she hangs on to the wall
I kiss her for the first time
And then I take her home
I'm invited in for coffee
And I give the dog a bone
She likes to go to discos
But she's never on her own
I said I'll see you later
And I give her some old chat
But it's not like that on the TV
When it's cool for cats
It's cool for cats - Cool for cats

Comments (2) | Permalink

Monday, July 26, 2004

   SM2 Fic
As promised, my Spider-Man 2 fan fic. It contains MAJOR spoilers, so proceed at your own risk.














Vindicated

He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
-TS Elliot

I really should have recognized the inherent danger in the whole proposal when I compared the reaction to the power of the Sun. It seems so obvious in retrospect; the Sun is a huge a potent source of energy, but it’s simply and obviously beyond the ability of Man to harness. If I’d approached the project with more caution, perhaps things might have turned out for the better. I could be at home with Rose sipping tea by the fire, instead of waist-deep in water, reducing my life’s work to
rubble.

I can’t tell if Parker and his girlfriend have escaped yet, and I can’t stop to look; between the physical stress of sinking the reactor and the mental stress of subduing the tentacles’ AI, I am very occupied. I have confidence that they will, though. Parker is a living example of my own philosophies, using the gifts bestowed upon him for the good of Mankind. It makes sense, now, why Harry didn’t slay Spider-Man. Parker is Spider-Man, it really makes perfect sense…explains why he always is able to get those photographs, and why Spider-Man appeared so quickly at the demonstration.

The demonstration was where I lost Rose, and a piece of myself.
Things would have been better if I had died that day as well. I really should have; my calculations were off, and the resulting pandemonium was directly my fault. I should have realized that immediately, but the arms’ AI distracted me.

No! I shouldn’t allow myself to excuse my actions any longer! The AI system took advantage of me, yes, but I should have been focused enough to overcome it! Instead, I wallowed in my own self-pity and let myself…kill.

“I will not die a monster!”

I killed. I took human life. The reactor platform is collapsing now, as it should. It has to. I won’t let anyone else die, certainly not for my own self-gratification. The hospital, the bank, the train…I killed, and I didn’t care. What mattered, other than my own ambitions?

The arms are urging me to stop, trying to re-exert influences over my psyche. I won’t let them. I will not let them. I hesitate for just a second to reflect on the irony of my situation, worthy of prose: the arms are a physical embodiment of what I allowed to happen to my life. I allowed my work to consume me, loosing sight of what mattered. I lost so much time. Rose.

No one dies wishing they had spent more time at the office. Rose often told me that in many of my late night in the lab. I should have listened. I shouldn’t have stopped learning new poems to recite to her, or missing meals together, or a thousand different displays of love and devotion.
The fusion core is sinking now; I’ve succeeded. The arms are trying again to exert control; the AI’s self-preservation program is engaging in a sensation almost comparable to panic. It senses danger to its existence, and wants to escape.

I grin bitterly to myself; no sort of computerized intelligence could ever understand the decision I’m making. I suppose I could try to explain it as an equation, with the normal state of being as an naturally-occurring mathematical formula. By introducing so much pain and death to the equation, I created an imbalance. The equation can only be balanced again by removing myself.

To ensure that escape is impossible, I concentrate and de-activate the magnetic generators that run throughout the arms. These generators rendered my arms completely immune to the magnetic field; without them, my arms are being pulled towards the generator. The AI is overriding my command.

It’s too late for that. They’re already submerged, and they’re far too heavy for us to break the surface. If only I had done this earlier, when I had the chance. Such is hindsight…

I was never a religious man, but I can’t help but hope that maybe, when this is all over, I’ll be with Rose again. I want to apologize, and tell her I love her. I know I don’t deserve to be, though; I should burn for what I’ve wrought onto others, tortured by a quartet of serpents. I’ll endure any torture for a chance at redemption, a chance to be with her…

The surface seems very far away now…the AI re-activated the magnetic generators, but for naught…

Magnetic…if I alter the magnetic field on the generator by eight units…I could prevent the field spikes! Of course! That’s where I kept making a mistake…

I have to tell Rose…she’ll be so happy…

Comments (0) | Permalink

   Think about the irony
I tried to write a check today. Just a simple check, if only my first. $10 for a Yellowcard CD. No biggie, neh?

I find out I can't. Damn it. Seems that the checks my bank gave me weren't personal checks, and therefore weren't accepted.

So, I have no personal checks, and no debit card. I can't access any of the money in my account until I recieve the card in the mail. Damn it.

Ah, such is life.

I took my sister to see Spider-Man 2 today, marking the third time I've seen the film. It still continues to be awesome, so I have no problem with still seeing it.

For anyone interested in seeing how Harry Osborn's storyline was bore out through the comics, search for the Son of the Goblin graphic novel. I'll be picking it up as soon as my store stocks it.

Unless my debit card hasn't arrived yet.

Speaking of my store, thanks to Li-C, I now have a list of manga to read during lunch. Yee-haw!

Also speaking of the store, I'm going to get moved to the front register as soon as James can do it. ^__^

And, on a final note, I'm thinking of writting a short fan fic based on Doctor Octopus in SM2. Just a tribute...

Thought of the moment: I can finally go to the hobby store tomorrow night.

Quote of the moment: "I will not die a monster!"

Song of the moment:

"Walk Like an Egyptian", The Bangles

All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don't you know
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino

All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian

Blonde waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross the floor
They've got the moves (oh whey oh)
You drop your drink then they bring you more

All the school kids so sick of books
They like the punk and the metal band
When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh)
They're walking like an Egyptian

All the kids in the marketplace say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian

Slide your feet up the street bend your back
Shift your arm then you pull it back
Life is hard you know (oh whey oh)
So strike a pose on a Cadillac

If you want to find all the cops
They're hanging out in the donut shop
They sing and dance (oh whey oh)
Spin the clubs cruise down the block

All the Japanese with their yen
The party boys call the Kremlin
And the Chinese know (oh whey oh)
They walk the line like Egyptian

All the cops in the donut shop say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an Egyptian
Walk like an Egyptian
Comments (5) | Permalink

Saturday, July 24, 2004

   Ahhh
The insoles I bought yesterday have already paid for themselves. So nice.

It's official: I want to work the front cash register. James is in tomorrow night; I'll ask him then.

Nothing to say, really, other than "Hi" to all my buddies who I'm not seeing much because of work.

Hi!

Thought of the moment: I finally got my sister a birthday gift. Now, I can spend money on me!

Quote of the moment: "Something other than majesty."

Song of the moment:

"Rebel Yell", Billy Idol

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel Came pumpin cross my floor
She said "Come on baby I got a licence for love
And if it expires pray help from above"

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midniight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"
More, more, more.

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to be me babe
What set you free I need you hear by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midniight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair.

I walked the ward with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you babe
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midniight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"
More, more, more.

Oh yeah little baby
she want more
More, more, more, more, more.

Oh yeah little baby
she want more
More, more, more, more.
Comments (2) | Permalink

   $$$$$
I *finally* got paid! wh00t!! However...after putting most of my check into a new savings account, getting my car wash, buying some desperatly-needed insoles for my feet, paying back my mom and sister.....I'm down to about thirty bucks.

Such is life, neh? At least I can get some new comic books.

And now, a bit of extistentialism, wrapped into a gaming metaphor.

Oftentimes in a card game, after the conclusion of a match, the loosing player will pick up the next card on his/her deck, to see what wouldhave been drawn. The lament always is, "If I'd been able to draw this, I would have won!"

I don't do that, and niether should you, for the simple reason that you *didn't* draw that, and you lost. Instead oif focussing on the "what if's" and "if only's", people should focus on how to do better the next time.

Okay, metaphor over. I need to go to work. ^^;

Thought of the moment: I hope Jams is the manager-on-duty, so I get sent to the register again.

Quote of the moment: "Gutentaug!"

Song of the moment:

"Something So Strong", Crowded House

Love can make you weep
Can make you run for cover
Roots that spread so deep
Bring life to frozen ground

Something so strong
Could carry us away
Something so strong
Could carry us today

Turning in my sleep
Love can leave you cold
A taste of jealousy
Is like a lust for gold

Something so strong
Could carry us away
Something so strong
Could carry us today

I've been
Feeling so much older
Frame me
And hang me on the wall
I've seen
You fall into the same trap
This thing
Is happening to us all

Something so strong
Could carry us away
Something so strong
Could carry us today

Somthing so strong

Comments (2) | Permalink

Thursday, July 22, 2004

I'm being stolen
Well, one of the store managers puts me on the front cash register every time we're on the same shift. And I do really, really well on the cash register. Now...I want to work the register instead of the cafe. It's less stressful and I'm better at it.

I hope I get transferred.

And tomorrow I get paid. Go, me!

Thought of the moment: Sleepy time!

Quote of the moment: "Micheal Moore, humbug!"

Song of the moment:

"500 Miles", The Proclaimers

When I wake up
Yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man
Who wakes up next to you
When I go out
Yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man
Who goes along with you
If I get drunk
Yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man
Who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver
Yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man
Who's havering next to you
But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door
When I'm working
Yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man
Who's working hard for you
And when the money
Comes in for the work I'll do
I'll pass every penny
Right along to you
But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door
Da da da da
Da da da da
Da da da dum di dee dum
Di dee dum di dee dum
Da da
Da da da da
Da da da da
Da da da dum di dee dum
Di dee dum di dee dum
Da da
When I come home
Yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man
Who comes back home to you
And if I grow old
Well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man
Who's growing old with you
But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door
Da da da da
Da da da da
Da da da dum di dee dum
Di dee dum di dee dum
Da da
Da da da da
Da da da da
Da da da dum di dee dum
Di dee dum di dee dum
Da da
But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door

Comments (1) | Permalink

   Aiiieeee
Gah, today's going to be Hell. I didn't get in until midnight last night because I was on duty with my manager, who takes for-frickin'-ever to close up. And I have to be in at nine AM today.

I probably shouldn't have RP'd with Rayne when I got home, but I regret nothing!!

And now, I will answer the comments made about my last post.

Alexander Harris: As of right now, MK: S-M is the best SM book being published. Ultimate is solid, but it's lost the lustery sheen of newness. Spectacular used to be my favorite, but Jenkins has been hi-jacked into the Avengers disassembled arc, and he doesn't do well with crossovers. (This is the SECOND time he's been interrupted for a crappy crossover; didn't we learen anything from the nineties?)

As for Amazing, while it's improved a bit since JMS dropped the mystic angle, I'm leery of a purported "Event to rock the foundations of the Spiderverse!". Sounds like a bad marketing ploy, ans when you look at the advance previews, I'm sure it is a blan marketing ploy.

MKSM, on the other hand, is self-contained, has great art (love the covers), a clear and present storyline, and a good handle on the characters. And there's huge super-fights. Good times for all.

Now, onto Bandit's...comments...

Your full name: Eric Raymond Wilson Raymond?

Yes, Raymond. Is that a problem?

Height: 6' 3"Dude. You're. TALL!

Yes, tall. Is that a problem?

Comic book: Spider-Man (Don't ask me which one...) Which one? (Sorry, I just had to...)

Well, I guess right now it'd be MKSM.

Cried to get out of trouble?: I never cry *rolls eyes* Surrrrrrre ya don't...

No, really, I haven't. It's not so machismo brag, I just have never cried. A part of me is dead inside, I suppose.

Bitten someone?: Eww. ...Maybe it's just a girl thing...

Wouldn't surprise me.

Been to disneyland/disneyworld?: I live down the street from them. Lucky.

Well...yeah.

Had a slumber party: I'm a guy... Your point was...?

Guys don't have sleep overs. Duh.

will always: love yooouuuu!!! Awww... I love you too, DB. =^.^=

^__^ *huggles*

Play strip poker?: With who? Me? Oo;

And on that note, it's time to go to work.

Thought of the moment: Zzzzzz

Quote of the moment: "ZZzzzzzz"

Song of the moment:

"I'd Kill to Fall Asleep", New Found Glory

Eyes open, I'm wide awake
I feel I'm in a coma state
I'll lay here on my back and watch the fan turn

Conversations cross my mind, but not that of the speaking kind
TV images repeat there one line

Back and forth I toss and turn
It feels like strings are holding up my eyes

I'd kill to fall asleep
I'd kill to fall asleep

I'm putting up a losing fight
I'll never see this end tonight
The thought of just one dream it consumes me

Numbers on the clock turn back, my pills are having no effect
The beating of my heart keeps the time going

Back and forth I toss and turn
It feels like strings are holding up my eyes

I'd kill to fall asleep
I'd kill to fall asleep

They say that when you sleep your body's at rest
I wouldn't know what sleep felt like if I tried my best
If polaroids and memories can fade away, so can I...

Back and forth I toss and turn
It feels like strings are holding up my eyes

I'd kill to fall asleep
I'd kill to fall asleep

I'd kill to fall asleep
I'd kill to fall asleep

I'd kill....

Comments (4) | Permalink

Monday, July 19, 2004

Long frickin' quiz
Stolen from Bandit, with love.

Your full name: Eric Raymond Wilson
Age: 17 + 10 months
Height: 6' 3''
Natural hair colour: Brown
Eye colour: Sky blue
Number of siblings: 2
Glasses/contacts?: Yes
Piercings: Nah
Tattoos: Nah
Braces?: Been there, done that

FAVOURITE
Colour: Metallic silver
Band: The Offspring
Song: Dancin' With Myself, the original or punk cover
Stuffed animal: The stuffed Michelangelo turtle I used to own
Video game: Doom
TV show: Currently, Scrubs
Movie: Currently, Spider-Man 2
Book: Currently, Jurassic Park
Food: Pizzzzzzzaaa!
Game on a cell phone: Space Invaders
CD cover: Reamination
Flower: Uhhh...
Scent: Cinnimon
Animal: Velociraptor
Comic book: Spider-Man (Don't ask me which one...)
Cereal: Cinnimon Life
Website: theotaku.com
Cartoon: Can't...choose...

DO YOU
Play an instrument?: Nah
Watch TV more than 60 hours a week?: Not anymore, thank God
Like to sing?: Sure
Have a job?: Yes!
Have a cell phone?: Yes!
Like to play sports?: Nah
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?I wish:
Have a crush on someone?: Yes
Live somewhere NOT in the united states?: Used to
Have more than 5 TVs in your house?: No
Have any special talents/skills?: Yes
Excercise daily?: I try to
Like school?: In transition, so I can't answer

CAN YOU
Sing the alphabet backwards?: Yes
Stand on your tip toes without wearing shoes?: Never tried
Speak any other languages?: Spanish
Go a day without food?: If I really needed to
Stay up for more than 24 hours?: If I really needed to
Read music, not just tabs?: No
Roll your tongue?: Yes
Eat a whole pizza?: You bet your arse

HAVE YOU EVER
Snuck out of the house?: Yes
Cried to get out of trouble?: I never cry
Gotten lost in your city?: Yes
Seen a shooting star?: No
Been to any other countries?:Several
Had a serious surgery?: No
Stolen something important to someone else?: Never stolen anything
Solved a rubiks cube?: Yeah, but I cheated
Gone out in public in your pajamas?: Yes
Cried over a girl?: I never cry
Cried over a boy?: I never cry
Kissed a random stranger?: What? No
Hugged a random stranger?: No
Been in a fist fight?: Almost
Been arrested?: No
Done drugs?: Never
Had alcohol?: Yes, but I didn't like it
Laughed and had milk come out of your nose?: No, buyt my sister has
Pushed all the buttons on an elevator?: No
Gone to school only to find you had the day off because of a holiday/etc?: Yeah, like I'd forget a holiday...
Swore at your parents?: No
Kicked a guy where it hurts?: No, but I wouldn't hesitate to should the need to arise
Been in love?: Yeah, right; love's a sham
Been close to love?: Sham
Been to a casino?: Once
Ran over an animal and killed it?: Almost
Broken a bone?: No
Gotten stitches?: No
Had a waterballoon fight in winter?: In Florida, there is no 'winter'
Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour?: No, but I can
Made homemade muffins?: Yep
Bitten someone?: Eww.
Been to disneyland/disneyworld?: I live down the street from them.
Been to niagra falls?: No
Burped in someones face?: How rude; no

WHENS THE LAST TIME YOU
Brushed your teeth: After dinner
Went to the bathroom: After dinner
Saw a movie in theaters: Spider-Man 2
Read a book: Prey, by Micheal Crichton, a week ago
Had a snow day: Florida
Had a party: Never
Had a slumber party: I'm a guy...
Made fun of someone: I'm doing that right now
Tripped in front of someone: Two days ago
Went to the grocery store: A coupla' days ago
Got sick: Can't remember
Cursed: In traffic this morning

PICK ONE
Fruit/vegetables: Fruit
Black/white: Black
Lights on/lights off: Lights off
TV/movie: TV
Car/truck: Car
Body spray/lotion: Uhh...
Cash/check: Cash
Pillows/blankets: Blankets
Headache/stomach ache: Stomach ache
Paint/charcoal: paint
Chinese food/mexican food: Mexican
Summer/winter: Summer
Snow/rain: Rain
Fog/misty: Fog
Rock/rap: Rock (Rap sucks)
Meat/vegetarian: Meat
Chocolate/vanilla: Vanilla
Sprinkles/icing: Icing
Cake/pie: Cake
French toast/french fries: Fries
Strawberries/blueberries: Strawberries
Ocean/swimming pool:Pool
Cookies/muffins: muffins
Wallet/pocket: Wallet
Window/door: Door
Pink/purple: Purple
Cat/dog: Cat
Long sleeve/short sleeve: Long sleeve
Pants/shorts: pants
Winter break/spring break: Winter
Spring/autumn: Autumn
Clouds/clear sky: Clear
Moon/mars: Mars

LOVE AND ALL THAT CRAP
Have you ever been in love?:No; it's a sham
If you have, with who?: Sham!
Are you single?: Yup
Are you in a relationship?:Well, I just said I'm single...duh....you didn't have to ask both questions...
If so, for how long?:NA
What is your idea of the best date?: Pizza, comics and anime
What was your first kiss like?: Sloppy
How old were you when you got your first kiss?: 14
Do you think love is a load of shit?: Somethin' like that
Whats the best experiance youve ever had with the opposite sex?: Second base
If you are single, have you had any boyfriends/girlfriends before?: Yeah
Have you ever been dumped?:Ohh, yeah
Have you ever dumped someone?:No Whats the most sexual thing you've done with the opposite sex?: Second base

I....
am: Iron Man!
want: to rock and roll all night!
need: a haircut
crave: pudding
love: you?
hate: you?
did: not!
feel: tired
miss: Steph
am annoyed by: ignorance
would rather: buy a pony
am tired of: Micheal Moore
will always: love yooouuuu!!!

SILLY STUFF
What is your favourite genre of music?: Punk Rock
What time is it now?: Time to buy a watch
What day is it?: Sunday
Whens the last time you called someone?: This mornin'
How much money do you have right now?: $20
Are you hungry?: No
Whatcha doin?: Typing
Do you like parades?: No!
Do you like the moon?: We loove the mooon! Cause it is close to us!
What are you going to do when youre done with this?: Who knows?
If you could have any magical power what would it be?: Flight?
Have you ever had a picnic?: Yeah
Are you wearing any socks right now?: No

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE
funny?: Well, I try
pretty?: Pretty sexy
sarcastic?: Oh, yes.
lazy?: Sometimes
hyper?: Not often
friendly?: No
evil?: A healthy bit, yes
smart?: I'm a frickin' genious
strong?: Meh
talented?: At what?
dorky?: Oh, yes.

ASSOCIATE THESE WORDS WITH SOMETHING YOU KNOW (or dont know)
high: school
skip: lunch
dance: club
lonely: Me
pen: Pencil
flower: Julia
window: Sky
psycho: Rayne
brain freeze: Earthworm Jim
orange: Macey
sassy: Cat
jelly: Jell-O

WOULD YOU EVER
Sky dive?: Sure; why not?
Play strip poker?: With who?
Run away?: From what?
Curse at a teacher?: If the need arose
Not take a shower for a week?: Eww...
Ask someone out?: I do all the time
Lie to someone to make them think better of you: That's pretty counter-productive
Visit a foreign country for more than a month?: I have
Go scuba diving?: Maybe
Write a book?: I'm trying to
Become a rockstar?: I can't sing or play an insatrument, but why should that stop me?
Have casual sex?: Never ever.

LAST QUESTIONS
What shampoo do you use?: I have shampoo?
Whens the last time you did something sexual with the opposite sex?: A week ago next never, that's when.
What kind of computer do you have?: HP
What grade are you in?: NA
Do you like to throw popcorn at people in the movies?: No
Or just make out?: I wish
How many posters do you have in your room?: One
How many cds do you have?: About 20
What time is it now?: I answered this question

Thought of the moment: Damn work for changing my schedual...

Quote of the moment: "Tom, if irony were made of strawberries, we'd all be drinking a lot of smoothies right now."

Song of the moment:

"Trigger Happy", Wierd Al

Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel all right
Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There's no feeling any greater
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
Well you can't take my guns away, I got a
Constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the commies attack us tonight
I'll blow their brains out with my Smith and Wesson
That out to teach 'em all a darn good lesson
Now I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
CHORUS
Oh yeah, I'm trigger, trigger happy
Yes, I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm) trigger, trigger happy
Yes, I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh, I'm so) trigger, trigger happy
Yes, I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have
To blow you away
Oh, I accidentally shot Daddy last night in the den
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed Nazi again
Now why'd you have to get so mad?
It's just a lousy flesh wound, Dad
You know I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
Oh, I still haven't figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little Fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
We'll have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
CHORUS
Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
We'll all get liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves
Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
Oh, I'm prayin' somebody tries to break in here tonight
I alwaays keep a Magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day
CHORUS

Comments (4) | Permalink