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wow i made some damn good brownies. no wonder, the recipe calls for 3 cups of sugar. that's 3 whole cups of sugar. that means the main ingredient is sugar, because there's not nearly as much of anything else, maybe even everything else combined.
kevin messaged me earlier because he wanted to make special brownies. i told him i was going to be in kaysville for a while, but that i'd be home at some point. well next message i got was something like "at kaysville theater watching nacho libre. fucking baked!" then he went down to slc to his friends house and apparently smoked or drank more, because all he could say was "wanna come over? i can't drive." i don't know what i was so mad about. i mean, i Really hate it when people make or even suggest plans to/involving me, and they never happen, or they happen hours late. it really really makes me angry. i think it's because i feel like they're wasting my time, that i have other things i could be doing, or that my plans were ruined, or something. but i'm really never doing anything and have no plans, so i can't say that. i think i just shift into this mode of 'can't do anything important, because i might have to stop halfway' or some bullshit like that.
i was playing the piano at my mom's house, and for a little while i really felt like i was making some consistantly pleasant noise. i was quite proud of myself. i was hoping for someone from my family to say "so when did you learn to play the piano?" but i think they were just annoyed because they couldn't hear that stupid ass movie, "flight attendant" or something like that. the one with mike myers where he has a lazy eye. that was the most stupid god damn movie. then we all ate pizza and watched nearly 3 hours of spike tv. "when good pets go bad 2," and "disastrous conduct" or something similar, where they showed car accidents and dui arrests and stuff like that set to p. o. d. and the like. it was a moment of embarrassment for human kind. i was sad for us.
so then i came home and somehow (i really can't remember) got sucked into watching a ton of videos on google video. they were all mildly entertaining, but i swear to god people are so fucking stupid. and keep in mind, i'm a sensitive type person--i wasn't even watching the gruesome ones (though i understand the plight of the soldier who had to break his own leg to get out of The desert tour). some of the highlights were: a guy in his mustang, which was too much for him to handle, slipping the tires around a corner, and continuing to let them spin for a while. but the car, being rear wheel drive, drifts right over the center barrier and into a car on the other side of the 6 lane highway. and it was rush hour traffic going the other way.
another: a guy on his harley gets impatient with a family in their van going up some kind of canyon, and pulls past them on a bend. but he finds his bike a little too much to handle, and drives right off the side of the road into a ditch. but what the members of the family say is best. one clearly at least teenage girl says "why would he do that?" the father says "we gotta get out of here, they're going to beat our asses." and other really funny stuff that clearly portray the awkwardness of some families and some situations, as well as human nature and reaction.
other stuff:
a guy holds a ping pong ball with a firecracker in his palm,
a guy has some friends tow a shopping cart to 70 miles an hour, piloting it straight to his bare ass. the shopping cart breaks his ankle.
a kid gets hit in the face with a soccer ball (but i love that his friend falls down the second it happens. do you ever remember falling down with delight as a child?)
some guy gets shot with thousands of airsoft pellets
some guy manages to cross 12 lanes of freeway, only to get hit on the far median by a car veering away from a potential rear-end collision. the guy gets up and goes and shakes the driver's hand.
a scooter driver gets hit by a car running a red light. he rolls over the car, landing on his feet, and just starts walking around yelling. he walks off screen, as the driver is just sitting there looking at him walk around.
a bunch of kids huck their friend, and he lands on his neck.
a kid gets kicked in the face by his friend.
some people roll a 500lb rubber band ball down a hill into the side of one of their cars. it blows through the front passenger door and is firmly lodged there.
that's just about all i can remember.
my computer problems aren't fixed, and that's not happy.
school starts wednesday. that's like 3 days away now. i have no books.
i'm really going to miss spokane. that's something i never thought i'd say. i don't know why i miss it now, i hated it when i was there. i just hated it.
my sister mandy saw my place today. she gave me one of those handheld mixers. she liked it a lot and paid a lot of attention to my mural. which is nice, because i really like it. i'm very proud of it. she asks "what does it say?"
"oh, gsus."
"where's the j e?"
"no, it's just g s u s"
wow, i just had the craziest idea.
and i sure am Fucking Glad that i'm not going back to gonzaga.
god damn mother fucking online networks. showing me things i didn't want to know. showing me things i didn't want to know.
i really am impressed by the apparent sentience of my computer. (atmosphere's "Fuck You Lucy" begins playing at precisely the right moment).
i swear to god i'm going to never have a relationship ever again. they will all end in disaster. they will all end in disaster.
so it comes to be 3, and i've come to know something i didn't want to know (or just pretended, but either way) it was negative. and i didn't want to sleep with all that negative energy. so this is what i came up with.
http://barney.gonzaga.edu/~cgriesem/love%20is.JPG
it was a little dark out, so... aw fuck it, nevermind.
in case you were wondering, this is the mural
http://barney.gonzaga.edu/~cgriesem/gsus.JPG
now i can sleep.
kevin messaged me earlier because he wanted to make special brownies. i told him i was going to be in kaysville for a while, but that i'd be home at some point. well next message i got was something like "at kaysville theater watching nacho libre. fucking baked!" then he went down to slc to his friends house and apparently smoked or drank more, because all he could say was "wanna come over? i can't drive." i don't know what i was so mad about. i mean, i Really hate it when people make or even suggest plans to/involving me, and they never happen, or they happen hours late. it really really makes me angry. i think it's because i feel like they're wasting my time, that i have other things i could be doing, or that my plans were ruined, or something. but i'm really never doing anything and have no plans, so i can't say that. i think i just shift into this mode of 'can't do anything important, because i might have to stop halfway' or some bullshit like that.
i was playing the piano at my mom's house, and for a little while i really felt like i was making some consistantly pleasant noise. i was quite proud of myself. i was hoping for someone from my family to say "so when did you learn to play the piano?" but i think they were just annoyed because they couldn't hear that stupid ass movie, "flight attendant" or something like that. the one with mike myers where he has a lazy eye. that was the most stupid god damn movie. then we all ate pizza and watched nearly 3 hours of spike tv. "when good pets go bad 2," and "disastrous conduct" or something similar, where they showed car accidents and dui arrests and stuff like that set to p. o. d. and the like. it was a moment of embarrassment for human kind. i was sad for us.
so then i came home and somehow (i really can't remember) got sucked into watching a ton of videos on google video. they were all mildly entertaining, but i swear to god people are so fucking stupid. and keep in mind, i'm a sensitive type person--i wasn't even watching the gruesome ones (though i understand the plight of the soldier who had to break his own leg to get out of The desert tour). some of the highlights were: a guy in his mustang, which was too much for him to handle, slipping the tires around a corner, and continuing to let them spin for a while. but the car, being rear wheel drive, drifts right over the center barrier and into a car on the other side of the 6 lane highway. and it was rush hour traffic going the other way.
another: a guy on his harley gets impatient with a family in their van going up some kind of canyon, and pulls past them on a bend. but he finds his bike a little too much to handle, and drives right off the side of the road into a ditch. but what the members of the family say is best. one clearly at least teenage girl says "why would he do that?" the father says "we gotta get out of here, they're going to beat our asses." and other really funny stuff that clearly portray the awkwardness of some families and some situations, as well as human nature and reaction.
other stuff:
a guy holds a ping pong ball with a firecracker in his palm,
a guy has some friends tow a shopping cart to 70 miles an hour, piloting it straight to his bare ass. the shopping cart breaks his ankle.
a kid gets hit in the face with a soccer ball (but i love that his friend falls down the second it happens. do you ever remember falling down with delight as a child?)
some guy gets shot with thousands of airsoft pellets
some guy manages to cross 12 lanes of freeway, only to get hit on the far median by a car veering away from a potential rear-end collision. the guy gets up and goes and shakes the driver's hand.
a scooter driver gets hit by a car running a red light. he rolls over the car, landing on his feet, and just starts walking around yelling. he walks off screen, as the driver is just sitting there looking at him walk around.
a bunch of kids huck their friend, and he lands on his neck.
a kid gets kicked in the face by his friend.
some people roll a 500lb rubber band ball down a hill into the side of one of their cars. it blows through the front passenger door and is firmly lodged there.
that's just about all i can remember.
my computer problems aren't fixed, and that's not happy.
school starts wednesday. that's like 3 days away now. i have no books.
i'm really going to miss spokane. that's something i never thought i'd say. i don't know why i miss it now, i hated it when i was there. i just hated it.
my sister mandy saw my place today. she gave me one of those handheld mixers. she liked it a lot and paid a lot of attention to my mural. which is nice, because i really like it. i'm very proud of it. she asks "what does it say?"
"oh, gsus."
"where's the j e?"
"no, it's just g s u s"
wow, i just had the craziest idea.
and i sure am Fucking Glad that i'm not going back to gonzaga.
god damn mother fucking online networks. showing me things i didn't want to know. showing me things i didn't want to know.
i really am impressed by the apparent sentience of my computer. (atmosphere's "Fuck You Lucy" begins playing at precisely the right moment).
i swear to god i'm going to never have a relationship ever again. they will all end in disaster. they will all end in disaster.
so it comes to be 3, and i've come to know something i didn't want to know (or just pretended, but either way) it was negative. and i didn't want to sleep with all that negative energy. so this is what i came up with.
http://barney.gonzaga.edu/~cgriesem/love%20is.JPG
it was a little dark out, so... aw fuck it, nevermind.
in case you were wondering, this is the mural
http://barney.gonzaga.edu/~cgriesem/gsus.JPG
now i can sleep.