Theirs is not to reason why...
Thought for the Day:
"I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they've always worked for me." -Hunter S. Thompson
I really hate those stupid online tests, and I just reminded myself why:
stephen, your inner rock star is Ricky Martin!
Que hombre, ay yai yai. The rock star part of you is all Ricky Martin. You've got moves that make the ladies hearts go a-flutter, and style that goes for miles. That suave Latin charm is just too intoxicating, and it means that wherever you go, people read superstar all over you. Behind those bright eyes simmers a sensual lover who knows just what a woman wants. You're smooth, and we mean real smooth, but you don't let it go to your head (well not too often). And anyway, that irrepressible charm makes it all OK. Hey, it's not your fault that you've got more charisma than a tamale's got hot. Just enjoy it. Feed your inner Ricky.
Oh baby, thats me all the way, I'm a hot latin lover.
Yawn, not much going on lately. I dropped an app at Borders, I know they're hiring, and Mr. Peters works there, so I've got an in. Hopefully something comes of this because i can't stand sitting around anymore. My parents are evil. Guitar Center is having this sale where you get a guitar over $300 and you don't have to pay until 2004. Thats all types of cool, because I can buy a nice electric and have plenty of time to pay it off. Of course, nothing is ever as easy as it seems and the two brands that were not included in this sale are Gibson and Fender(the best), which are of course the brands i wanted to get. Anyway, the salesguy clued me in to a loophole, whereby if I buy an amp for 299 or more, and a guitar with it, the guitar is included in the sale. Alright, so I'm seriously considering doing this, because i dont want to compromise my guitar choice because of a sale. Unfortunately in order to be a part of this, I'd have to get a Guitar Center credit card, which wasn't going to happen because I am of course unemployed at the moment. So I head home and let my parents know, and ask my dad to co-sign, so I'll have someone with good credit. He seems amenable to the idea, until the next day, when he wants to "talk" to me and tells me that he decided he doesn't want another charge on his credit, and that as soon as I get a job, he'll give me the money and I can pay it off without worrying about creditors. Great. It seems to me that this entirely defeats the purpose of me doing this myself, so I can pretend to have a modicum of fiscal independence/responsibility, and maybe even build some credit.
With special guest, Cassie.
Azathoth STD: boredom!
MysticCassie: yeah, me too
Azathoth STD: what are we to do!
MysticCassie: um...
MysticCassie: i have many ideas
MysticCassie: go to a pet cemetary, did up animals, and put their skeletons in our medicine cabinet on springs?
MysticCassie: so when nosy guests come around...
MysticCassie: boing! here's sparky!
Azathoth STD: you may truly be a disturbed individual cassie
MysticCassie: yes, i just thought that up spur of the moment
MysticCassie: i really have problems
Azathoth STD: buts that okay
Azathoth STD: at least you vent them in an, uhm, creative manner
Azathoth STD: instead of, fr'instance, a killing spree
MysticCassie: *shivers*
Azathoth STD: that would be an unhealthy release mechanism
MysticCassie: yeah, unlike digging up pets
Azathoth STD: hahahahaa
Azathoth STD: i am going to eat this entire stack of cinnamon graham crackers, just to spite the rest of my family
MysticCassie: lol, i do that a lot
MysticCassie: but not to spite...i like them
Azathoth STD: that too
Azathoth STD: but someone drank my fucking cran-strawberry
Azathoth STD: and no one would fess up
Azathoth STD: so now a lesson needs to be taught
MysticCassie: god, i love cran-anything
Azathoth STD: yes
Azathoth STD: with seltzer
MysticCassie: i drank it steve...
Azathoth STD: better than soda
Azathoth STD: YOU!
MysticCassie: i confess
MysticCassie: *lowers eyes*
MysticCassie: *runs away with tail between her legs*
Azathoth STD: well, I cant be mad at you
MysticCassie: well why not?
Azathoth STD: i mean if you put all that effort into coming to my house and drinking my juice
Azathoth STD: you deserve the cran-strawberry
MysticCassie: yep
MysticCassie: i couldn't have it from the store...
MysticCassie: it had to be steve's
MysticCassie: and i didn't pour it...darnk the stuff right from the bottle
Azathoth STD: yea, youre forgiven..this time
MysticCassie: and almost left the last 1/2 inch so i wouldn't have to throw it out
Azathoth STD: but next time, im going to go to your house and replace all your lollipops with grape
Azathoth STD: haha
Azathoth STD: you know what
Azathoth STD: tahts exactly what happened to
(editors note: it really is scary because that's exactly what happened, i wasn't just saying that, and there's no way she could know that)
MysticCassie: i know
Azathoth STD: it really was you!
MysticCassie: yep
MysticCassie: too lazy to throw it out...
Azathoth STD: yea
Azathoth STD: thats scary cassie
MysticCassie: but not too lazy to travel there
Azathoth STD: haha nod
Azathoth STD: i think you read my mind
MysticCassie: yep, bat...telapathy
Azathoth STD: yea, that freaks me out
MysticCassie: i love talking to you
Azathoth STD: true enough
MysticCassie: but i don't fall asleep passionately whispering you name or anything, lol
Azathoth STD: i once dreamt ronald mcdonald led me to this chest full of money
MysticCassie: lol!!!
MysticCassie: ah haha
Azathoth STD: that was fucking trippy
MysticCassie: that's hysterical
MysticCassie: well, i got chased by an angry mob with pitch-forks into a farm where there was no grass or trees...just dirt
Azathoth STD: haha
MysticCassie: and then hid in a barn and comforted a crying/talking goat
Azathoth STD: a talking goat!
MysticCassie: and later thought the goat was in a tiny jar os spaghetti sause
MysticCassie: only to be disapointed when i reached inside and fished out a wooden hairclip
Azathoth STD: that is whacky
MysticCassie: lol, yeah, the goat was huge too
Azathoth STD: haha
MysticCassie: but it was totally logical that it would fit in that little jar
theres a bunch of other stuff, but I'm to lazy to go through and find everything.
"I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they've always worked for me." -Hunter S. Thompson
I really hate those stupid online tests, and I just reminded myself why:
stephen, your inner rock star is Ricky Martin!
Que hombre, ay yai yai. The rock star part of you is all Ricky Martin. You've got moves that make the ladies hearts go a-flutter, and style that goes for miles. That suave Latin charm is just too intoxicating, and it means that wherever you go, people read superstar all over you. Behind those bright eyes simmers a sensual lover who knows just what a woman wants. You're smooth, and we mean real smooth, but you don't let it go to your head (well not too often). And anyway, that irrepressible charm makes it all OK. Hey, it's not your fault that you've got more charisma than a tamale's got hot. Just enjoy it. Feed your inner Ricky.
Oh baby, thats me all the way, I'm a hot latin lover.
Yawn, not much going on lately. I dropped an app at Borders, I know they're hiring, and Mr. Peters works there, so I've got an in. Hopefully something comes of this because i can't stand sitting around anymore. My parents are evil. Guitar Center is having this sale where you get a guitar over $300 and you don't have to pay until 2004. Thats all types of cool, because I can buy a nice electric and have plenty of time to pay it off. Of course, nothing is ever as easy as it seems and the two brands that were not included in this sale are Gibson and Fender(the best), which are of course the brands i wanted to get. Anyway, the salesguy clued me in to a loophole, whereby if I buy an amp for 299 or more, and a guitar with it, the guitar is included in the sale. Alright, so I'm seriously considering doing this, because i dont want to compromise my guitar choice because of a sale. Unfortunately in order to be a part of this, I'd have to get a Guitar Center credit card, which wasn't going to happen because I am of course unemployed at the moment. So I head home and let my parents know, and ask my dad to co-sign, so I'll have someone with good credit. He seems amenable to the idea, until the next day, when he wants to "talk" to me and tells me that he decided he doesn't want another charge on his credit, and that as soon as I get a job, he'll give me the money and I can pay it off without worrying about creditors. Great. It seems to me that this entirely defeats the purpose of me doing this myself, so I can pretend to have a modicum of fiscal independence/responsibility, and maybe even build some credit.
With special guest, Cassie.
Azathoth STD: boredom!
MysticCassie: yeah, me too
Azathoth STD: what are we to do!
MysticCassie: um...
MysticCassie: i have many ideas
MysticCassie: go to a pet cemetary, did up animals, and put their skeletons in our medicine cabinet on springs?
MysticCassie: so when nosy guests come around...
MysticCassie: boing! here's sparky!
Azathoth STD: you may truly be a disturbed individual cassie
MysticCassie: yes, i just thought that up spur of the moment
MysticCassie: i really have problems
Azathoth STD: buts that okay
Azathoth STD: at least you vent them in an, uhm, creative manner
Azathoth STD: instead of, fr'instance, a killing spree
MysticCassie: *shivers*
Azathoth STD: that would be an unhealthy release mechanism
MysticCassie: yeah, unlike digging up pets
Azathoth STD: hahahahaa
Azathoth STD: i am going to eat this entire stack of cinnamon graham crackers, just to spite the rest of my family
MysticCassie: lol, i do that a lot
MysticCassie: but not to spite...i like them
Azathoth STD: that too
Azathoth STD: but someone drank my fucking cran-strawberry
Azathoth STD: and no one would fess up
Azathoth STD: so now a lesson needs to be taught
MysticCassie: god, i love cran-anything
Azathoth STD: yes
Azathoth STD: with seltzer
MysticCassie: i drank it steve...
Azathoth STD: better than soda
Azathoth STD: YOU!
MysticCassie: i confess
MysticCassie: *lowers eyes*
MysticCassie: *runs away with tail between her legs*
Azathoth STD: well, I cant be mad at you
MysticCassie: well why not?
Azathoth STD: i mean if you put all that effort into coming to my house and drinking my juice
Azathoth STD: you deserve the cran-strawberry
MysticCassie: yep
MysticCassie: i couldn't have it from the store...
MysticCassie: it had to be steve's
MysticCassie: and i didn't pour it...darnk the stuff right from the bottle
Azathoth STD: yea, youre forgiven..this time
MysticCassie: and almost left the last 1/2 inch so i wouldn't have to throw it out
Azathoth STD: but next time, im going to go to your house and replace all your lollipops with grape
Azathoth STD: haha
Azathoth STD: you know what
Azathoth STD: tahts exactly what happened to
(editors note: it really is scary because that's exactly what happened, i wasn't just saying that, and there's no way she could know that)
MysticCassie: i know
Azathoth STD: it really was you!
MysticCassie: yep
MysticCassie: too lazy to throw it out...
Azathoth STD: yea
Azathoth STD: thats scary cassie
MysticCassie: but not too lazy to travel there
Azathoth STD: haha nod
Azathoth STD: i think you read my mind
MysticCassie: yep, bat...telapathy
Azathoth STD: yea, that freaks me out
MysticCassie: i love talking to you
Azathoth STD: true enough
MysticCassie: but i don't fall asleep passionately whispering you name or anything, lol
Azathoth STD: i once dreamt ronald mcdonald led me to this chest full of money
MysticCassie: lol!!!
MysticCassie: ah haha
Azathoth STD: that was fucking trippy
MysticCassie: that's hysterical
MysticCassie: well, i got chased by an angry mob with pitch-forks into a farm where there was no grass or trees...just dirt
Azathoth STD: haha
MysticCassie: and then hid in a barn and comforted a crying/talking goat
Azathoth STD: a talking goat!
MysticCassie: and later thought the goat was in a tiny jar os spaghetti sause
MysticCassie: only to be disapointed when i reached inside and fished out a wooden hairclip
Azathoth STD: that is whacky
MysticCassie: lol, yeah, the goat was huge too
Azathoth STD: haha
MysticCassie: but it was totally logical that it would fit in that little jar
theres a bunch of other stuff, but I'm to lazy to go through and find everything.