Getting down to buisnazz.
Alright... For those of you questioning things, me and Amber switched places for a moment for no apparent reason. Amber is NOT stuck up, at all. She is the most un-snobbiest person I know. And that was all me, because it was all true and you guys needed to know. If you have no clue what I'm talking about, go check out her entry. She is definately God's most precious jewel.
I think I already said I'm going to be gone but I'll say it again because I'm too lazy to check. Yes yes, I'll be gone for awhile, but it's not a big deal because I'll be back. But the next few weeks I'll have an excuse to neglect this thing! Mwahahahaaha...ah. Where am I heading? I'm glad you asked.
BACK in the old days when water tasted like wine and diseases were less common like the un-common cold, Huntsville was made. Yes Huntsville, the little pioneer town that made no sense what so ever. And now it's a bustling little town filled with happiness parks 12 PRISON UNITS a university a giant statue of Sam Houston 10,000 WANTED CONVICTS FOR MURDEREROUS CRIMES AND COMPLETE PYSCHOS and a pet dog. The dog is cool, he can do backflips.
Some of my friends reside in H-ville and I must see them, or else my FRIENDSHIP GAUGE WILL DEPLETE AND I SHALL EVAPORATE! We wouldn't want that to happen now would we? Oh I see some of you smiling, yeah you want me dead don't ya? TOO BAD. I'm still aliving and kicking you little pricks and you can't have my organs for a dollar! THEY'RE MINE, ALL MINE! ...Anyway I'm not dead, just to make that clear to all you tards out there.
This wireless keyboard is a little fucker and I feel like smashing it with a hammer.
Cows are cool.
Not as cool as chickens though.
X-Boxes are the spawn of Satan people! But they read cd's like a mofo! For once I can read all my scratched cds on it...as much as I loathe Bill Gates for no apparent reason, I love my X-Box. BECAUSE i AM T3H NERD, PH3@R MY L337 SKILZ! What the hell is l337 anyway? I unno, I'm too afraid to ask.
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
(If you ever catch somebody saying this, kill them, immidiately)
It's not that I'm a computer nerd...video game nerd...whatever you want to call it. I am although a music nerd. But I'm a male, and I hate sports, so eventually I got caught up in books and gaming systems. I own them...yes I do, but I'm not that much of a hardcore fan. They help me pass the time when I'm bored, but they're not my passion for some of you people out there. If I have nothing to do, no one to talk to or scare, I'll pop something in my ps2 until something does. And now you know, the rest of the story.
Check out Java Jazz for Soviet Lake and Short Bus Superheroes in Houston on Monday, from 7pm - 10pm CT. Bring your passes, your girlfriend, and some weed! Well maybe not the weed, but if you do, don't get caught...my nizzle.
And so I leave the rest of this entry to the lyrics of ClockWork.
I was lying, in my bed
Cozy and dream-ing
When I had a bad dream
And I woke, up, screaming
I thought that, something bad
Had happened to me in my sleep
Because in this dream I had
I was spitting out some teeth
But it wasn't just teeth.
There was lots of blood too-
You would be scared too!
If it happened, to you.
I thought that, I'd been hit
In the face, with a brick
Or maybe, a hammer
Or may-be a stick
Oh my
Oh my
I wish I knew why
Somebody, knocked out my teeth
Oh my
Oh my
I wish I knew why
Somebody, knocked out my teeth...
"And in the frozen lands of Nador, they were forced to eat
Robin's minstrels..and there was much rejoicing."
-Monty Python and the Holy Grail
I think I already said I'm going to be gone but I'll say it again because I'm too lazy to check. Yes yes, I'll be gone for awhile, but it's not a big deal because I'll be back. But the next few weeks I'll have an excuse to neglect this thing! Mwahahahaaha...ah. Where am I heading? I'm glad you asked.
BACK in the old days when water tasted like wine and diseases were less common like the un-common cold, Huntsville was made. Yes Huntsville, the little pioneer town that made no sense what so ever. And now it's a bustling little town filled with happiness parks 12 PRISON UNITS a university a giant statue of Sam Houston 10,000 WANTED CONVICTS FOR MURDEREROUS CRIMES AND COMPLETE PYSCHOS and a pet dog. The dog is cool, he can do backflips.
Some of my friends reside in H-ville and I must see them, or else my FRIENDSHIP GAUGE WILL DEPLETE AND I SHALL EVAPORATE! We wouldn't want that to happen now would we? Oh I see some of you smiling, yeah you want me dead don't ya? TOO BAD. I'm still aliving and kicking you little pricks and you can't have my organs for a dollar! THEY'RE MINE, ALL MINE! ...Anyway I'm not dead, just to make that clear to all you tards out there.
This wireless keyboard is a little fucker and I feel like smashing it with a hammer.
Cows are cool.
Not as cool as chickens though.
X-Boxes are the spawn of Satan people! But they read cd's like a mofo! For once I can read all my scratched cds on it...as much as I loathe Bill Gates for no apparent reason, I love my X-Box. BECAUSE i AM T3H NERD, PH3@R MY L337 SKILZ! What the hell is l337 anyway? I unno, I'm too afraid to ask.
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
(If you ever catch somebody saying this, kill them, immidiately)
It's not that I'm a computer nerd...video game nerd...whatever you want to call it. I am although a music nerd. But I'm a male, and I hate sports, so eventually I got caught up in books and gaming systems. I own them...yes I do, but I'm not that much of a hardcore fan. They help me pass the time when I'm bored, but they're not my passion for some of you people out there. If I have nothing to do, no one to talk to or scare, I'll pop something in my ps2 until something does. And now you know, the rest of the story.
Check out Java Jazz for Soviet Lake and Short Bus Superheroes in Houston on Monday, from 7pm - 10pm CT. Bring your passes, your girlfriend, and some weed! Well maybe not the weed, but if you do, don't get caught...my nizzle.
And so I leave the rest of this entry to the lyrics of ClockWork.
I was lying, in my bed
Cozy and dream-ing
When I had a bad dream
And I woke, up, screaming
I thought that, something bad
Had happened to me in my sleep
Because in this dream I had
I was spitting out some teeth
But it wasn't just teeth.
There was lots of blood too-
You would be scared too!
If it happened, to you.
I thought that, I'd been hit
In the face, with a brick
Or maybe, a hammer
Or may-be a stick
Oh my
Oh my
I wish I knew why
Somebody, knocked out my teeth
Oh my
Oh my
I wish I knew why
Somebody, knocked out my teeth...
"And in the frozen lands of Nador, they were forced to eat
Robin's minstrels..and there was much rejoicing."
-Monty Python and the Holy Grail