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Ok.........time for some rambling. For one, I don't like typing. I make too many mistakes and then have to go back and fix them. It's like my fingers are dyslexic. It's really annoying.
Today, I spend two hours in a human cesspit. You know those places like Bullwinkle's and stuff? The Chuckie Cheese places with the JungleGyms and stuff, plus an arcade section and mini golf. I went to one called Safari Sams. I hate those places. They are godawful deserts of human waste. THERE IS NOTHING BUT KIDS IN THERE. It is fucking terrifying. And full of nothing but idiocy. I honestly don't understand how anyone can stand to work there ALL DAY. DEAR GOD. I can barely stand the place for two hours, and I'm not even forced to smile and be nice or interact with the little screaming motorized flesh demons. That is what they are. At least in that place.
And on top of that.......agh. There's this little girl, named Sierra. Who's the daughter of my sister Kim's friend. Youngest kid, get's picked on by her older siblings. And........she's an attention whore. Well, at least when it comes to me. All she ever wants me to do is pay attention to her, or hang around her. I wish she wouldn't. I wish I didn't want to be nice to her. I want to be nice to her because otherwise she'll cry, because of me. But she's so demanding. I'd be more willing to be nice to her if she just LEFT ME ALONE. Actually, as a general rule, I am nice to kids. Because also as a general rule, if you're nice to them, they do not bother you. They don't cry, or scream, or be a hassle, or run away. And you can ignore them, and they'll ignore you. It works out. But when they don't.........it doesn't work so often. Anyway, she's spending the night at my house, and last week I was staying at someone elses house with my sister to help her housesit (also, my parents were out of town), and so was she. We needed dinner stuff, and the two kids were with us (the girl and her olde brother), and I asked them if they wanted ice cream, which they did. So I got 'em each a pint of Ben & Jerry's, because they had a two-for-six dollar thing. And.........ugh. That was the end. Now she's like one of those little puppies that follow you around whenever Kim brings her over. Which is often. She's a terror. Because she wants me to colour (which I'm fine with, unless I'm doing something else, which I usually am), or to play Mancala, or some game with her, or install whatever old computer games we have on the computer for her. And I can't say no. Because then she just..........asks again........and says please.......and whines until I say yes, or make up some excuse as to not to. WHY DOESN"T SHE LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!?????? And this would be why I don't like little kids.
Also, I really want to run, or DDR......but my knee hurts. Oddly. Not all the time.....but it hurts a lot when it does.....and a lot when I bend it. So I don't want to run or DDR in case I irreparably damage it. There's my paranoia about unknown bodily injuries. Anyway.......that's enough for complaining and whining. Because oddly enough, I'm not actually in a complaining and whining mood. I'm actually rather happy/amused.
For instance.......amazingly funny J-rock PV's and clips. And also, I watched SNL, because my parents are gone, so I can keep the TV on for as long as I want. And that let's me watch SNL. And Green Day was the band, and they played two songs. The first of which I liked. And which is also a rather popular radio song. But it's a good song. I Walk Alone, I think. And the next song was something about a Holiday. And there was this one phrase in the chorus, where they sang "and this day is the rest of our lives....." or something like that. Only they had some really bad diction, so it came out sounding like "and this is the turets of our lives........" Made the song a lot better. And I started the summer reading. Which was good. And I have music. Really good music. Like the song 'Dragon' by Zwei. But I'm rambling about stupid happy stuff now, so buh-bye. Everyone have fun in their summer vacations.
Today, I spend two hours in a human cesspit. You know those places like Bullwinkle's and stuff? The Chuckie Cheese places with the JungleGyms and stuff, plus an arcade section and mini golf. I went to one called Safari Sams. I hate those places. They are godawful deserts of human waste. THERE IS NOTHING BUT KIDS IN THERE. It is fucking terrifying. And full of nothing but idiocy. I honestly don't understand how anyone can stand to work there ALL DAY. DEAR GOD. I can barely stand the place for two hours, and I'm not even forced to smile and be nice or interact with the little screaming motorized flesh demons. That is what they are. At least in that place.
And on top of that.......agh. There's this little girl, named Sierra. Who's the daughter of my sister Kim's friend. Youngest kid, get's picked on by her older siblings. And........she's an attention whore. Well, at least when it comes to me. All she ever wants me to do is pay attention to her, or hang around her. I wish she wouldn't. I wish I didn't want to be nice to her. I want to be nice to her because otherwise she'll cry, because of me. But she's so demanding. I'd be more willing to be nice to her if she just LEFT ME ALONE. Actually, as a general rule, I am nice to kids. Because also as a general rule, if you're nice to them, they do not bother you. They don't cry, or scream, or be a hassle, or run away. And you can ignore them, and they'll ignore you. It works out. But when they don't.........it doesn't work so often. Anyway, she's spending the night at my house, and last week I was staying at someone elses house with my sister to help her housesit (also, my parents were out of town), and so was she. We needed dinner stuff, and the two kids were with us (the girl and her olde brother), and I asked them if they wanted ice cream, which they did. So I got 'em each a pint of Ben & Jerry's, because they had a two-for-six dollar thing. And.........ugh. That was the end. Now she's like one of those little puppies that follow you around whenever Kim brings her over. Which is often. She's a terror. Because she wants me to colour (which I'm fine with, unless I'm doing something else, which I usually am), or to play Mancala, or some game with her, or install whatever old computer games we have on the computer for her. And I can't say no. Because then she just..........asks again........and says please.......and whines until I say yes, or make up some excuse as to not to. WHY DOESN"T SHE LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!?????? And this would be why I don't like little kids.
Also, I really want to run, or DDR......but my knee hurts. Oddly. Not all the time.....but it hurts a lot when it does.....and a lot when I bend it. So I don't want to run or DDR in case I irreparably damage it. There's my paranoia about unknown bodily injuries. Anyway.......that's enough for complaining and whining. Because oddly enough, I'm not actually in a complaining and whining mood. I'm actually rather happy/amused.
For instance.......amazingly funny J-rock PV's and clips. And also, I watched SNL, because my parents are gone, so I can keep the TV on for as long as I want. And that let's me watch SNL. And Green Day was the band, and they played two songs. The first of which I liked. And which is also a rather popular radio song. But it's a good song. I Walk Alone, I think. And the next song was something about a Holiday. And there was this one phrase in the chorus, where they sang "and this day is the rest of our lives....." or something like that. Only they had some really bad diction, so it came out sounding like "and this is the turets of our lives........" Made the song a lot better. And I started the summer reading. Which was good. And I have music. Really good music. Like the song 'Dragon' by Zwei. But I'm rambling about stupid happy stuff now, so buh-bye. Everyone have fun in their summer vacations.