Marmots SUCK!!!!!!!
I feel like near-crap. I've had this thing going on in my head like some weird alien leech thing is making a nest in my throat and sinuses. Damned thing's been messing with me for like.....a couple weeks now. Really not cool. I'm amazed at how long I've been keeping this live journal thing. Usually when I do something like this, it doesn't last too long. Like I had this other one at a site my friend told me I should do one at and that lasted like....a day. Had yet another day of utter boredom because of the FCAT today. Usually on days like this, I'd just chill with one of my bestest damned chick-friend in the whole entire world Yoelyz....Go ahead...TRY and pronounce that!!! I got it on the first try.....BITCH!!!....and we'd just talk and stuff and make fun of each other and crap like that...But NOOOOOOO She had to go TAKE the FCAT today, leaving me by myself with my hand, my penis, and nowhere to do anything with either! I improvised though. Luckily, this guy Kirkmc I know(YES that's his first name)was there and he's a funny guy, so me and him chilled and made fun of this Robert dude. It was SOOO funny. We hit this lull in our conversation and suddenly Kirk was like "Hey Robert, I gotta tell you something..." and he goes to Robert and lays the BIGGGEST, nastiest FART right on Roberts lap. Aw, dude, it was insanely funny!(I say dude as if someone's actually reading this....)Another thing that's insane is this lady stabbed her husband 197 times......197 times! Let me write that out for those who don't quite grasp it-one HUNDRED....and NINETY-SEVEN.........TIMES!!!!!!! STAAABBBBEDDD!!!! That's CRAZY! Like you hear all the time about people who get stabbed 7 times, 14 times, shot 9 times...But one-hundred-ninety-seven times......God........That is utterly INSANE!!!!!! I don't wanna get married now. That's it. No, I'm not. No. I don't wanna get stabbed and DEFINITELY not 197 times. I mean, that's 10 more than 187, and that's the code for murder in police code. Yea it is! I watched the movie!!!!! I'm not getting married now and especially not to a stripper....She was a former topless dancer-GAH! My nail just flew in my eye!...Alright, its out...I've been getting into Ska recently and somehow the ever-present dream of living in Hawaii and on an island, I've always had, has been making itself even more present. I guess its really almost the 2nd American dream. Live on an island, no real worries. Everything's laid back, you surf, work at some mom and pop place, you're by the beach...I mean, what DOESN'T sound appealing about that? Now I live in Florida: East Coast US Beach Capital of the world, so I should actually be living the mini-version of that! But the catch to that little snippet skippy is that I live in CENTRAL Florida there, Bon Jovi. Which is the East Coast US Capital of NOTADAMNED THING!!!!! The best Central Florida has is Disney and Universal. Which is cool. But when that urge comes out calling you to the beach, to your roots, to that life.....It doesn't really mean much. I'm originally from South Florida. I was born in Miami, but was raised in Hollywood and Ft. Lauderdale for the most part. We were no longer than 15 or 20 minutes from at least Ft. Lauderdale Beach growing up and me and my brother would go there often. Now, the nearest beach is about an hour away. It sucks. Well, this monster's grown large enough. Amazingly, I have yet to do anything really wacky or crazy in this thing. I should probably go pull up one of my old posts on the other site and paste it here just to give you guys something to laugh at(.....you guys????????... Who is he......::sigh::...)...That will come later though. For now, I must rest, only to awake to yet another day of slow FCATing. This time, thankfully, there will be a certain little funny Puerto Rican rocker-chick to keep me thoroughly amused and slightly horny. Good night all. Sleep well, and for you insomniacs......TOO BAD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!! (big pee pee)