Nightmareish wet dream.

Oct 22, 2007 01:13

There is one kick ass little metal pencil sharpener right next to me which reminds me that its way more funner to write stuff in pencil with a regular pencil and not a mechanical one.

After dodging the draft for 2 years, i finally signed up. Yeah yeah yeah, i folded. Stupid govt. has me registered. See, i'm convinced everything else i've ever signed has been local and didn't go any higher up. (i'm probably wrong) but i had this idea that if i didnt' sign up, eventually theose guys at the army would be like "hmm, maybe he died and his body and death certificate were never created" or soemthign like that. Cuase i don't want to be on the grid. But i know i am now.

Everyone went to sleep early tonight, they figured theyd start the week off well. I say bollacks to that. i say. I say.... sayonara.

Adam and I are planning a scenario zombie map.

I"m thirsty.

One of the most romantic parts of the 30 days of night comic book to me, for some strange reason, probably because im' such a curahazy person was "I can smell your blood." Spoilers to those who haven't seen the movie or read the comic, but Ebon has to turn into a vampire to fight the other vamps. And he injects himself and his wife is right there holding him as he turns. And he spasms, and goes unconcius. And she sobs there with him in her arms. And then he opens his eyes, revealing those black pupils and says to only her "I can smell your blood." God i loved that part. I was mad it wasn't her he said it to in the movie. And seriously i almost cried at the end. I really liked that movie.

Oh teenage hopes arrive at your door. Left you with nothing but they want some more.

Wholy shite its two already. I guess i'll hit they hay then aye?

My comp u tor has been on e for many days. It needs a rest. Ta ta for know.
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