THE END OF THE WORLD
Hokay, So. Here's the Earth. "Dang, dat's a sweet earth!" you might say. WRONG! Hokay, so, ruling out the icecaps melting, meteors becoming crashed into us, the ozone layer leaving, and the sun exploding, we are definately going to blow ourselves up. Hokay, so basically, we've got China, France, India, Isreal, Pakistan, Russia, the UK, and us with nukes. We've got about 2600 more than anybody else, but whatever. Hokay, so one day, we decide that those Chinese sons-of-a-bitches are going down. So we launch a nuke at China. And over in China, they're like, "Shit-shit-who-the-fuck-is-shooting-us?""I-don't-know-fire-missiles!!" and in France they're like, "Sheet guyz. Ze missiles are cooming. Fire our sheet!""But I am le Tired.""Well...have a nap. Zen fire ze missiles!" Australia's down there like, "WTF, mates?" India, Isreal and Pakistan launch they're shit, so now we've got missiles flying every which way, passing each other in the air. And Russia's like, "DAAAAA!!! MOTHERLAND!!" and the British are all like, "'bout that time, eh chaps?""Righto." Australia's like "WTF, mates?" Mars is laughing at us, and some Meteor's like, "Well, fuck that." Hokay, so. Now we've got a Nuclear winter, and everybody's dead, except Australia, and they're STILL like, "WTF?" But they'll be dead soon. Fuckin' Kangaroos. But assuming we don't blow ourselves up, us californians will just have to break of from the US. And we'll go hang with Hawaii. Alaska can come too. THE END!!!
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Anyway, though. I haven't updated in a couple of weeks, so I feel I'm long overdue. I shall start at the beginning, January 29th.
I went to church as normal, and then Ashlii and Pete and I went to B&C again. As normal. Up until we realized that Sophie had gathered most of my friends, and they were waiting there as a surprise party sort of thing. Many thanks to them. Then we all went back to the church, save Gwen, who walked home. Then Sophie and I sat in a tree and talked for ten minutes while the others went walking. Nice birthday party, guys! I mean it. Thanks much, to you all.
That next week, not a whole lot happened, except that I'm learning that I have two papers(at least) due on March 15th. So, that kinda sucks, but I didn't have much homework, so it was all good. So not much happened in my physical life. However...how many people here read S*P habitually? You then saw what happened to Fey. :'(
Anyways, that weekend, I had a fair amount of homework to do and NO TIME IN WHICH TO DO IT. You see, I was comepletely tied down saturday, between a Flogging Molly Concert, the St. Clems Silent Auction, the Dance, and fencing. So, Flogging Molly. Wow. I didn't know there were going to be three lead-in bands. The first one just sucked. No nice way to put it, they sucked. I didn't listen to the next two, because Sophie and I went off to a quieter corner of the Pool room to watch everything happen around us, as it were. Then, when Flogging Molly got started...Oh, my lord, that ranks up there in terms of impressive experiences I've had. It helps that the Started with "Drunken Lullabies" and moved immediatly into "Screaming at the Wailing Wall." But, hey. So, we get out of there about four hours later than planned, and I go to the dance for a grand total of 18 minutes out the five+ hours I was supposed to be there. Great. So, consequently, I show up on Sunday for cleanup. And Changeling get's cancelled yet again.
Again, this past week was pretty boring. We learned stuff about Electric fields in physics, we've got more homework, we had a Calc test. Not much interesting.
Yesterday, we were going to game. Then Zack couldn't make it, and Brennan ran preludes instead. Today...I fenced, used AIM, and started looking at colleges. Which is rather whorish, looking through a 1500+ page book for colleges you like. Yeah. Yay for me. I'm about half done, and I'm going to go back after this entry is done being typed. OOH! And I started playing Myst again, I've broken all of my old deadlocks, gotten completely through one Age, and am now working on the others.
Whee!