boredom kills millions of innocent people a year
i have rediscovered my passion for freecell.. why you might ask?? because it kills time and it isn't at all in any way productive... but it still gives me that sweet sweet feeling of victory
I MADE SWEET AND SOUR PORK.. all by me onesey... cooking are fun
i promised i would have huck finn finished before saturday... i'll work on it thursday.. i don't have to do training with the fish that day because only four of those bastards showed up today.. it was fun though... fish are my friends!!! but i have to go up there sometime this week and set up the staff room.. damnit.... the staff seems to just consist of myself and nash.. i feel like i'm getting the shaft DAMNIT.. stupid whores... grRRRR
okie dokie.. i found my happy place now..
i want to listen to a perfect circle.. but i don't feel like running upstairs to retreive the cd... now would be a good time to have one of my PA's do my bitch work... i would have them do random useless things all day.. because it would make me feel better about my sad state... hmm.. what would i make them do??? good question...i don't know because i'm missing half of my big toe nail... that was my nail of inspiration.. give me 2 to 3 weeks and it'll be back.. and so will i
it is a slightly entertaining and somewhat painful story on my part.. i was chilling in the rotc building of impending doom and relentless slave work when the rear side door opens... a beautiful glow casts itself across the painted concrete flooring.. LAKEY stands there looking like.. a.... greek goddess??? and i scream "I LOVE YOU LAKEY!!" run, slide... and before i know it, BLAM!! my big toe slips under her evil demonic tennis shoes of doom... ripping half my toe nail off and rendering me in mind numbing pain...
sad story, no?
okay, it really didn't hurt that bad.. i was going for dramatic effect..
stories like that happen when i don't write my normal stuff on a weekly basis.. dear god i need to write something... so that i won't make stupid shit like that up...
one line of the fall out boy song that REALLY sticks out to me?- "i'm watching you two from the closet wishing to be the friction in your jeans" i find it oddly humorous...
AND NOW TO GLYCERINE!!!! SWEEET....
must be your skin that i'm sinking in :: must be for real 'cos now i can feel :: and i didn't mind :: it's not my kind :: it's not my time to wonder why :: everything gone white :: and everything's grey :: now you're here now you're away :: i don't want this :: remember that :: i'll never forget where you're at :: don't let the days go by :: glycerine
i'm never alone :: i'm alone all the time :: are you at one :: or do you lie :: we live in a wheel :: where everyone steals :: but when we rise it's like strawberry fields
if i treated you bad :: you bruise my face :: couldn't love you more :: you got a beautiful taste :: don't let the days go by :: could have been easier on you :: i couldn't change though i wanted to :: could have been easier by three :: our old friend fear and you and me :: glycerine :: don't let the days go by :: glycerine
i needed us more :: when we wanted us less :: i could not kiss just regress :: it might just be :: clear simple and plain :: that's just fine :: that's just one of my names :: don't let the days go by :: could've been easier on you :: glycerine
very righteous indeed.. and with that.. and a slight puff of orange sparkly smoke.. Kt'S gOnE!!! (oooo, ahhh goes the crowd in utter amazement!)
I MADE SWEET AND SOUR PORK.. all by me onesey... cooking are fun
i promised i would have huck finn finished before saturday... i'll work on it thursday.. i don't have to do training with the fish that day because only four of those bastards showed up today.. it was fun though... fish are my friends!!! but i have to go up there sometime this week and set up the staff room.. damnit.... the staff seems to just consist of myself and nash.. i feel like i'm getting the shaft DAMNIT.. stupid whores... grRRRR
okie dokie.. i found my happy place now..
i want to listen to a perfect circle.. but i don't feel like running upstairs to retreive the cd... now would be a good time to have one of my PA's do my bitch work... i would have them do random useless things all day.. because it would make me feel better about my sad state... hmm.. what would i make them do??? good question...i don't know because i'm missing half of my big toe nail... that was my nail of inspiration.. give me 2 to 3 weeks and it'll be back.. and so will i
it is a slightly entertaining and somewhat painful story on my part.. i was chilling in the rotc building of impending doom and relentless slave work when the rear side door opens... a beautiful glow casts itself across the painted concrete flooring.. LAKEY stands there looking like.. a.... greek goddess??? and i scream "I LOVE YOU LAKEY!!" run, slide... and before i know it, BLAM!! my big toe slips under her evil demonic tennis shoes of doom... ripping half my toe nail off and rendering me in mind numbing pain...
sad story, no?
okay, it really didn't hurt that bad.. i was going for dramatic effect..
stories like that happen when i don't write my normal stuff on a weekly basis.. dear god i need to write something... so that i won't make stupid shit like that up...
one line of the fall out boy song that REALLY sticks out to me?- "i'm watching you two from the closet wishing to be the friction in your jeans" i find it oddly humorous...
AND NOW TO GLYCERINE!!!! SWEEET....
must be your skin that i'm sinking in :: must be for real 'cos now i can feel :: and i didn't mind :: it's not my kind :: it's not my time to wonder why :: everything gone white :: and everything's grey :: now you're here now you're away :: i don't want this :: remember that :: i'll never forget where you're at :: don't let the days go by :: glycerine
i'm never alone :: i'm alone all the time :: are you at one :: or do you lie :: we live in a wheel :: where everyone steals :: but when we rise it's like strawberry fields
if i treated you bad :: you bruise my face :: couldn't love you more :: you got a beautiful taste :: don't let the days go by :: could have been easier on you :: i couldn't change though i wanted to :: could have been easier by three :: our old friend fear and you and me :: glycerine :: don't let the days go by :: glycerine
i needed us more :: when we wanted us less :: i could not kiss just regress :: it might just be :: clear simple and plain :: that's just fine :: that's just one of my names :: don't let the days go by :: could've been easier on you :: glycerine
very righteous indeed.. and with that.. and a slight puff of orange sparkly smoke.. Kt'S gOnE!!! (oooo, ahhh goes the crowd in utter amazement!)