nay, kevin
well misses and sirs, tis the new year like woah. my resolution is to beat expert minesweeper in less than 100 seconds. a feat only few can do (although i have a video on my computer of someone doing it in 43 seconds...INSANE!)
in fact, no lies i just spent the past 2 hours trying to get 99 seconds but my record is still 146.
JK rowing has done it in 99 seconds. that jerk
and i have school tomorrow which is double gay.
anyhoots new years. so i was figuring out a song for gut check last night so i didnt get to party until about 11:00 in which i hurried over to karens house for the festivities. it all started out with lighting fireworks and sparklers! i love the sparklers that have like different phases and as it burns down the stick the sparkleage changes a little. i find that neat. so it got to be midnight and we all cheered yada yada yada. this is where the fun begins.
sooo after that we baked cookies and ate bread and played 9 ball (which i am significantly better at than 8 ball...i was actually able to win a few times). but thats beside the point. also a degrassi marathon was conviniently on which allowed me to relive a few excellent past episodes. like the JT commercial...dont be all up in my fries dog! then derek arrived with the footage from the movie they made on friday. interesting movie. hillarious footage. "what are you some sort of mad gay scientist?!?!" langston langston langston.
then we tried to make another movie and that failed horribly. probably partly to do with the fact i was in it and i cant improv for crap. following was a nice game of truth or truth. thankfully there werent any gay questions...those are just gay heh. it actually turned to be a nice uplifting experiece which usually doesnt happen w/ truth or truth. thats christian spin the bottle. twas a pleasant surprise nonetheless.
anyhoots truth or truth was going on for quite awhile about 2-3 hours or so and by now it was about 6:30 AM and the party animals were starting to get all wussy on me and retire to the sleeping quarters. but not i. and not derek. and not karen. and not andy. and not courtney. and not candice. and adam. and NOT NOAH. and NOT MATT. the final 2 bolded names were the source of entertainment until i had to leave for church at 8:20. speaking complete and utter nonsense for probably 2 straight hours flowin man. that late at night anythings possible
so i went to church and i got home at about 12:30 finally went to bed and now im here woooooo. God was definately at work on the roadways for not allowing good ol kevo to doze off into the pathways of nothingness.
alas i shall return to the womb that once concieved me lest few hours past, curled and satisfy the callings of deceased maple and birch. frolicking gaily yet oh so aimlessly on the pathways to netherdom. "nay!" they uttered as the wimpers of present forebodings whispered nigh. tis time for monumental change, change immesurable by common likes of true inclination. but immeasurable is merely a subjective matter as in the mocking of the everliving willow of yorchestershire. he who commits abomination is equivalent to that of the lowliest thorn of the posythistle. but alas even in the eyes of the behemoth lies redemption. aye it is time to grow anew, ah yes, anew.
in fact, no lies i just spent the past 2 hours trying to get 99 seconds but my record is still 146.
JK rowing has done it in 99 seconds. that jerk
and i have school tomorrow which is double gay.
anyhoots new years. so i was figuring out a song for gut check last night so i didnt get to party until about 11:00 in which i hurried over to karens house for the festivities. it all started out with lighting fireworks and sparklers! i love the sparklers that have like different phases and as it burns down the stick the sparkleage changes a little. i find that neat. so it got to be midnight and we all cheered yada yada yada. this is where the fun begins.
sooo after that we baked cookies and ate bread and played 9 ball (which i am significantly better at than 8 ball...i was actually able to win a few times). but thats beside the point. also a degrassi marathon was conviniently on which allowed me to relive a few excellent past episodes. like the JT commercial...dont be all up in my fries dog! then derek arrived with the footage from the movie they made on friday. interesting movie. hillarious footage. "what are you some sort of mad gay scientist?!?!" langston langston langston.
then we tried to make another movie and that failed horribly. probably partly to do with the fact i was in it and i cant improv for crap. following was a nice game of truth or truth. thankfully there werent any gay questions...those are just gay heh. it actually turned to be a nice uplifting experiece which usually doesnt happen w/ truth or truth. thats christian spin the bottle. twas a pleasant surprise nonetheless.
anyhoots truth or truth was going on for quite awhile about 2-3 hours or so and by now it was about 6:30 AM and the party animals were starting to get all wussy on me and retire to the sleeping quarters. but not i. and not derek. and not karen. and not andy. and not courtney. and not candice. and adam. and NOT NOAH. and NOT MATT. the final 2 bolded names were the source of entertainment until i had to leave for church at 8:20. speaking complete and utter nonsense for probably 2 straight hours flowin man. that late at night anythings possible
so i went to church and i got home at about 12:30 finally went to bed and now im here woooooo. God was definately at work on the roadways for not allowing good ol kevo to doze off into the pathways of nothingness.
alas i shall return to the womb that once concieved me lest few hours past, curled and satisfy the callings of deceased maple and birch. frolicking gaily yet oh so aimlessly on the pathways to netherdom. "nay!" they uttered as the wimpers of present forebodings whispered nigh. tis time for monumental change, change immesurable by common likes of true inclination. but immeasurable is merely a subjective matter as in the mocking of the everliving willow of yorchestershire. he who commits abomination is equivalent to that of the lowliest thorn of the posythistle. but alas even in the eyes of the behemoth lies redemption. aye it is time to grow anew, ah yes, anew.