Thursday, September 23, 2004

   *cries*
i'm scared
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a lotta you asked if my eyes were really green or if it was the lighting. my eyes are actually hazel
(greenish brown), but the colors i'm wearing and the lighting can change the color sometimes.

to scaryperson5: i like green, but i like black, silver, white, and blue more

to black pearl: yes, i have seen what she's wearing, but that's not the point. she's a cute
little kitty girl..hehe. and yes, my cat does have goofy eyebrows. they fit his personality well.
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Wednesday, September 22, 2004

i finally figured out how to post pictures on this thing
hey look, it's me



here's a picture of my kitten. his name is shadow (mom named him...i wanted gizmo)



i just thought this one was cute



Edit: this is the first time i've updated before anyone on my friend's list...hehe...yay for me
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Monday, September 20, 2004

school starts tomorrow...ack! (well, today according to this thing). oh well, i already paid a little over $800 for it, so i may as well go, eh?

i was looking around at poems about family to put on a picture i just drew and i came across this one. this is the kind of father i wanna be:

What A Dad Will Do For His Daughter

What a Dad will do for his daughter is rock his sick baby girl
until the sun peeks through the darkness
letting him know the night of worry is over.

He will take her small hand in his and walk slowly as she takes her first
walk to the ice cream shop to share a cone full of heaven on earth.

He will sip from the tiny tea cup she has set in front of him
and in harmony with the stuffed animals carefully placed in their seats
he will sing the praises of her great hospitality.

He will sit through dance recitals and fashion shows
where he is the only audience
and will clap with the enthusiasm of a thousand people.

He will take her fishing and play soccer,
and introduce her to the world outside
as if just experiencing it for the first time himself.
Perhaps he is.

He will sit with her through sweat and tears over homework
that was supposed to be turned in the day before
and he'll smile as they finish, seeing her relief.

He will place a firm hand on the shoulder of the young man that comes
to take her to the school dance
silently letting him know where he stands and what he expects.

He will watch with overflowing pride as his young lady
accepts her high school diploma
and will silently pray to God to calm his fears
and get him throughout the day.

He will be full of conversation and more than happy to listen
when she calls home now and then.
Even when the game of the year is on.

He will gently fold her arm around his
and with all the courage and faith he can hold onto
he will stroll down the aisle,
giving her hand but keeping her youth.

He will be the first one in the maternity ward ,
at the nursery window,
carefully inspecting the activities of his new family member.
Another part of her, another part of him.

He will reassure her as time rages on
and the signs of his old age start to frighten her.

He will caress her hand with a passion
to which she has never felt
as he whispers his last wishes to her.

He will come to her heart for all her life
as she sees his manner in herself
or his features in her children.

He will live in the smiles
that grace her face
as she remembers the things he did for her.

-Cheryl D'Aprix

ps. i never did find one short enough or fitting enough for the picture, so i just left it (i couldn't think of anything to write myself either)
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Sunday, September 19, 2004

i forgotta tell you guys
while i was at rebecca's house i finally saw a decent anime. i also figured out why i couldn't stand the stuff before. the only things i'd seen before were what she called 'classical anime' where the scripts didn't seem to fit very well and the sound was always choppy and the way people talked was too unnatural. anyway, i watched hellsing 1-19 (pretty good though a few parts got annoying - like when arucard stood and talked about finally having a vampire worthy of his power instead of just fighting it) and 3 ghost in the shell things. not sure if the ghost ones were episodes or little movies by themselves, but it was all right. the art was pretty awesome if nothing else. i liked the second one best (giant tank with some dead guy's brain hooked up to it trying to kill his parents because of what they made him live through. i love that tank. it's so awesome...oh yeah, the story was good too..hehe).

*looks left at my profile thingy* guess i should update that thingy now, eh?
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Saturday, September 18, 2004

i heard this song on the radio last night when my dad picked me up from the airport. when i talked to rebecca this morning, she reminded me of this song. i'd like to share it with you who are confused about love (i am one of you).

"Nothin' 'bout Love"

Like a cloud full of rain shouldn't hang in the sky
Ice shouldn't burn or a bumblebee fly
If you feel so happy, then why do you cry?
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.

Like an ocean liner shouldn't float on the sea
A pearl in an oyster or a circus of fleas
Someone so perfect can't be falling for me.
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.

Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out.
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how.

The way that we dance, the reason we dream
That big Italian tower, well how does it lean?
Something so strong shouldn't make me this weak
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.

Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out.
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how.

Like the lights of Las Vegas going out on the sand
A jumbo shrimp or a baby grand
How you're touching my heart when you're holding my hand
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love, makes sense
No no no, oh it don't make sense.

-LeAnn Rimes
(yes, it's country...and country i don't really like but it seems to fit my life fairly well, so there it is like it or not)
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well guys, i'm back
i got to portland last night around 10:20 and called my dad to come pick me up. the airport's about 30 minutes away, but he took almost an hour to find me....he hadda go home and find out what airlines i was on. oops. shoulda told him that on the phone. oh well.

i don't feel like posting everything that happened, so just suffice it to say, i had fun. she is everything i've ever dreamed of, and i love her even more now than i did before i left (didn't think that was possible). since it was a sort of last minute thing that i was even going there, they'd already made plans, so i just tagged along and helped out where i could. well, now i'm off to read your guys' posts. i don't know how many i'll read all the way back a week, but i'll try. later guys, and rebecca....i love you.
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Sunday, September 12, 2004

well, um, according to this thing's clock, today's the day i leave for TN. i actually leave in about 8 hours to go to the airport. i'll be there in about 15 and a half hours. at least i gotta nonstop flight there. on the way back i have a four-hour layover in kansas city. i hear that's better than chicago, but i'd still prefer a direct flight. oh well. see ya guys when i get back. wish me luck.

oh yeah, i changed the somg for you guys to have something new to look at.
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Saturday, September 11, 2004

well, i have nothing to talk about, so i'm gonna read you one of my stupid shirts

A Short Guide To Comparative Religion

Taoism Shit happens
Buddhism If shit happens, it's not really shit
Islam If shit happens, it's the will of Allah
Protestantism Shit happens because you don't work hard enough
Judaism Why does this shit always happen to us?
Hinduism This shit has happened before
Catholicism Shit happens because you're bad
Hare Krishna Shit happens rama rama
T.V. Evangelism Send more shit
Atheism No shit
Jehovah's Witness Knock knock, shit happens
Hedonism There's nothing like a good shit happening
Christian Science Shit happens in your mind
Agnosticism Maybe shit happens, maybe it doesn't
Existentialism What is shit anyway?
Stoicism This shit doesn't bother me
Rastafarianism Let's smoke this shit

oh yeah, almost forgot....i'm 21 today *twirls one finger in the air* yay! my mom got me a tv and a dvd player *smiles*

i forgot this thing thinks it's actually tomorrow, so i guess i do have something to talk about. i leave tomorrow morning for the airport. i have to be there at 6 am..ick. but it'll be worth it. i'm going to see rebecca for a week. *huge smile* i'm nervous and excited at the same time. i can't wait to see her, but i'm afraid i'm gonna do something stupid and get slapped. oh well. i'm also nervous about my flight. last time i flew i was 6 months old, so i don't know what i'm doing. i'll prolly get on the wrong plane and end up in afghanistan. i'll get back friday night (saturday according to this thing).
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Thursday, September 9, 2004

well, i got up really early to talk to rebecca before she goes to work, but i guess i got up too early. she's still in bed, so, i guess i'll tell you guys a joke i just heard recently....

John O'Reilly hoisted his beer and said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, Between the legs of me wife!" That won him the top prize for the best toast of the night! He went home and told his wife, Mary, "I won the prize for the best toast of the night." She said, "Aye, what was your toast?" John said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, Sitting in church beside me wife." "Oh that is very nice indeed, John!" Mary said. Soon after, Mary ran into one of John's toasting buddies on the street corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, "John won the prize, the other night, with a toast about you, Mary." She said, "Aye and I was a bit surprised me self! You know, he's only been there three times! The first time he slipped and fell off. The second time he fell asleep, and the last time I had to pull him by the ears to make him come!"

and one more just for the hell of it....

The inventor, Arthur Davidson, of the Harley Davidson Motorcycle Corporation died and went to heaven. At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur, "Since you've been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with anyone you want in Heaven. "Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, "I want to hang out with God." St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room, and introduced him to God. Arthur said to God, "You invented women, right?. "God said, "Ah, yes." "Well," said Arthur, "professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention. "Really" replied God, "tell me what's wrong with my invention." Arthur said: 1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion. 2. It chatters constantly at high speeds. 3. Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much. 4. The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust. 5. And, the maintenance costs are outrageous. "Hmmmm, you make some good points there," replied God, “hold on." God went to his Celestial super computer, typed in a few words and waited for the results. "Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed," God said to Arthur, "but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours."
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