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| - new staples commercial - |
| 07.22.04 (7:09 am) [edit] |
LMFAO. Has anyone else seen the new Staples commercial with Alice Cooper? ^.^ That was hilarious.
"I thought you said school's out forever."
"No, no, no, the song goes school's out for [i]summer[/i]. Nice try."
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| - new staples commercial - |
| 07.22.04 (7:07 am) [edit] |
LMFAO. Has anyone else seen the new Staples commercial with Alice Cooper? ^.^ That was hilarious.
"I thought you said school's out forever."
"No, no, no, the song goes school's out for [i]summer[/i]. Nice try."
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| - my period came back! - |
| 07.16.04 (10:04 am) [edit] |
Heh, it hasn't visited me since January, so it's a relief for it to finally come back.
Well, it's a relief, but being bloated is anything but nice. :(
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| - my dog just pissed on the carpet - |
| 07.13.04 (9:53 am) [edit] |
o.O
Like, what the fuck? She pisses on the living room carpet and then walks off all casual-like. I'm beginning to wonder if she did it on purpose...she is a rather spiteful thing.
Hm.
Wow. My blog has been viewed over 800 times. Honestly, I don't think anything on here is that interesting...so why do you people bother to read it? :)
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| - she threw them all out - |
| 07.12.04 (9:22 am) [edit] |
I was cleaning (yes, I was actually CLEANING) my room and came across my old sketchbooks. Well, since everything in them completely sucked, I had no reason to keep them, and so I threw them out.
I did keep some of my drawings, I put them on my bookshelf to find a place for them later. Well, when I woke up the next morning, I couldn't find them anywhere. So I go out and ask my mother what she did with them, and she told me, "I threw them out. You obviously don't care about them." (Apparently she was pissed because I threw out all my other drawings.)
What a fucking moron. Yeah, those were the drawings I [b]really[/b] didn't care about. That's why I kept them and threw the rest away. :evil:
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| - my mother and her boyfriend - |
| 07.11.04 (1:48 pm) [edit] |
I have [b]never[/b] liked my mother's boyfriend. He is the biggest asshole I've ever met. Oh wait - he's only an asshole to me. _
Hm, my mother took this week off to "spend time with her kids". I didn't know that when she spent the entire day on the phone with [i]him[/i] she was spending time with us. :-/
Riight...
Pssh. He even spends the night, now. I was Wal-Mart with my mother on Thursday, and she even paused at the condom aisle.
And she preaches to ME about how sex before marriage is wrong...
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| - summary of my trip to washington d.c. - |
| 06.21.04 (3:54 pm) [edit] |
I'm not a vacation sort of person. :/
Marilyn Manson's quote of, "Hawaii is the type of place that would make you want to kill yourself if you're like me and dislike sunshine and happiness and people enjoying themselves", pretty much covers my feelings of "fun-filled" vacations.
Speaking of Marilyn Manson...oh, well, that's another blog entry.
So, anyway, we left about 5:30 in the morning on 6/12 in the cramped little Kia Rio, and made it to Fayetteville by that night. By some miracle, my CD player actually lasted all day, saving me from listening to oldies. Thank the Lord!
Well, anyway, on Sunday afternoon we got to Virginia, saw the old house, blah blah blah. We then went to Washington D.C. to check into the hotel around 2, and let me tell you...[i]never[/i] make reservations for a hotel on the internet. Apparently my father had the brilliant idea of reserving the Quality Inn on [url=http://www.expedia.com]Expedia[/url] and, good God, it was anything BUT quality. :/ Yeah...
But on Monday we went to the Capitol, blah blah, did some other stuff. Eh, I don't rightly remember much about the trip. All I remember was the Hard Rock Cafe on E Street. As I recall, it's on 999 E Street. Oh, Lord. -_-
I know, you're asking why, of all places, I remember the Hard Rock Cafe. *sigh* As stupid as it is, it's because of the waiter. :P
Stop laughing.
He was so sweet, though. ^_^ And cute.
So if you're ever in D.C., you have to stop by around 6-ish in the evening. Hm, he's the guy with the dark brown hair and black nails. :D
He actually kind of looked like Marilyn Manson.
Okay, I promise I won't mention Marilyn Manson in the rest of this blog. :D
Hm, the only other thing I remember is Colonial Williamsburg on Friday. Me and Thomas Jefferson are lovers now. ;) Haha, well, me and his statue-d self.
Maybe I'll put the pictures up here when they get developed. :/ But I might frighten you...it might be a better idea not to. ;)
*sigh* But, yes, spending nine days with my father was a living hell. Heh, it's a good thing I've learned to keep my mouth shut or else I would've gotten into a heap of trouble with the things I wanted to say to him...
"Shut the hell up you fucking asshole. Nobody gives a damn about your stupid fucking motorcycles. They didn't come to this dumbass museum to hear you yell about how the fucking Harley Davidson brothers made a bigger fucking impact on society than the damn Wright brothers. So SHUT THE HELL UP."
"If I was the least bit interested in seeing some stupid fucking park, then I'd get out of the damn car. Gasp! Look! I'm still in the car. Do you think I'm planning on getting out?"
"Pick a fucking radio station. Just because they say 'bullshit' more than ten times doesn't mean you need to change stations."
"Does it look like I give a damn about what you're saying. Look - headphones are on. Volume is all the way up. Houston, we have a problem. I call still hear your fucking mouth singing to Celine Dion. Shut the fuck up already."
"Be glad there's not a gun nearby, or else I'd blow your fucking head off for your idiocy."
:/
Yeah, my trip was [i]loads[/i] of fun.
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| - weasley twins...aka oliver and james phelps |
| 06.05.04 (4:49 pm) [edit] |
Screw Dominic Monaghan - these guys are even more adorable! :D
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| - the terminal - |
| 06.05.04 (4:18 pm) [edit] |
Is it just me or does that movie look really appealing?
[i]"I'm leaving, on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again..."[/i]
Or [b]maybe[/b] I've just always secretly wanted to live in an airport, myself. *gasp*
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| - me..the anti-tourist...will BE a tourist - |
| 06.04.04 (4:54 pm) [edit] |
Yeah - I [i]hate[/i] tourists. Always crowding up the lines at our theme parks, acting like idiots, and getting excited over nothing. .
My favorite quote :
"If it's tourist season, why can't we shoot 'em?"
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I found out today that from June 12 - June 20 I'm being forced to go to Washington DC with my brother and father.
Go fucking figure.
*sigh* We'll get there and they'll make a lot of commotion, they'll comment loudly on what we're going to do the next day while we're in public, and they'll be carrying around a huge backpack while wearing their new ' I Love Washington DC ' t-shirt.
Gee, I can't wait.
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| - my poor father's spark of hope - |
| 06.04.04 (4:14 pm) [edit] |
My parents got divorced in '99 or '00 because my father was just a complete asshole to my mother, and I think he was really hurt by it. I mean, I know how I've ranted about how much I dislike him, but I think he was really hurt when my mom filed for divorce.
But why does that inspire me to write a blog entry? o_O
Here's the story:
My dad came over, like usual, today to pick me and my brother up. My brother was out with his friends, so my dad started driving around to find him and when we did, he drove back to the house to wait for him to get his stuff. Well, our garage door was closed, and my brother had to open it up to put his bike back in the garage. Lo and behold, there's that adorable little car we just bought. So automatically my father assumes she has a date over, and I was already in my Ignoring Parent mode, so I didn't bother to correct him.
I think my dad has a fear of running into any of my mom's boyfriends. I guess he still has that itsy bitsy spark of hope that he and my mom are going to get back together. Poor fellow. Believe me, it's not going to happen.
Hm, I wasn't one of those kids that got traumatized by my parent's divorce. Heck, I was [b]thrilled[/b] by it.
Here's the logic I had :
Two houses means two Santa Clauses and Easter Bunnies. It also means two Thanksgivings - two of those delicious pumpkin pies. Not to mention two rooms to decorate, and two rooms to trash. Plus I only had to deal with one parent at a time.
Hey, it was awesome to a ten year old.
I think I'm rambling away from the whole point of this entry, which was to feel sorry for my father.
Tear. Sob.
I'm done.
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| - eulogy to a dog - |
| 06.04.04 (8:46 am) [edit] |
Gentlemen of the Jury: "The best friend a man has in this world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name, may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it the most. A man’s reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads. The one absolutely unselfish friend that a man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him and the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog."
"Gentleman of the Jury, a man’s dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master’s side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that encounters the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens."
"If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him to guard against danger, to fight against his enemies. When the last scene of all comes, and death takes the master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death."
~ Senator George Graham Vest
[ 1870, Burden vs Hornsby Case, Warrensburg, Missouri ]
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| - jamie cullum is awesome - |
| 06.04.04 (8:04 am) [edit] |
We should be worshiping the ground he walks on.
Just in case you don't know who he is, he's this awesome jazz singer in his twenties or something that used to sing punk rock.
And get this : he's actually getting this generation to listen to jazz! It's a bloody miracle!
VH1 usually plays his music video every morning, so watch and you'll see what I mean. ;)
And pick up his CD twentysomething while you're at it.
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| - day in the life of a suicidal crayon - |
| 06.03.04 (10:02 am) [edit] |
[b]5:30 am : [/b]Was woken up by Jungle Green leaning on me again. Contemplated snapping him in half, but decided against it. Didn't want to have to deal with two of him.
[b]7:00 am : [/b]Top of box was opened by some chubby midget. Got a good laugh as I watched Tickle Me Pink have her head grinded on a picture of Barney.
[b]7:45 am : [/b]Was taken out of box and nearly snapped in half. Too bad I wasn't. Would've been easier to roll away without being seen.
[b]8:15 am : [/b]Started rolling towards fireplace. Midget caught me before I got there. Damn those humans.
[b]9:30 am : [/b]Watched a thrilling episode of Dora the Explorer while being grinded on a picture of the little brat's monkey.
[b]10:26 am : [/b]Was put back in box next to a sobbing Sky Blue. Apparently her head was completely colored away. Quite funny, actually.
[b]11:18 am : [/b]Box was dropped on carpet floor. Top opened and I rolled out. Am hoping to get to fireplace before end of day.
[b]12:15 pm : [/b]There's two stories to this house? Am sitting next to railing wondering whether to jump off or to take longer and roll down the stairs.
[b]12:22 pm : [/b]Decided to roll down stairs. Figured I would be less noticed.
[b]1:37 pm : [/b]Got to bottom of stairs. Was nearly seen by human, but rolled behind chair just in time.
[b]2:11 pm : [/b]Am having trouble finding fireplace. Must be around here somewhere.
[b]3:04 pm : [/b]Was picked up by human and put back in box. Damn them. Must find way out of box.
[b]3:44 pm : [/b]Convinced other crayons to rock forward and got box to tip over and top to open.
[b]4:15 pm : [/b]Jumped through second-story railing. Landed on pillow, just barely missing floor. Think I see fireplace in the distance. Must go quickly before seen again.
[b]5:07 pm : [/b]Am under table waiting for opportune moment. Humans are in room right now, so I must wait until they leave to make my move.
[b]5:49 pm : [/b]Am beginning to think humans will never leave. They're watching moving box, and fire is beginning to dim. Must make my move soon.
[b]6:56 pm : [/b]Humans finally left. Roll out from under table quickly and go to fireplace, preparing to roll in.
[b]7:05 pm : [/b]Roll into fireplace. Fire is extinguished and there is no heat left. Just my luck.
[b]7:14 pm : [/b]Human notices me in fire and puts me back in box. Cannot convince others to tip the box over again. Must think of better plan for tomorrow.
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| - we got a new car - |
| 06.02.04 (7:30 am) [edit] |
Nothing to complain about today. ;) Well, I [i]could[/i] complain about how our money could be better spent than on other things rather than on a car...:wink:
It's adorable. I think it's a Kompressor or something. x_x I don't know much about cars, but I assume that's the name since it's on the side?
I really prefer the Trailblazer, though. Much roomier. This one is just cute.
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| - bow down to me - |
| 06.01.04 (5:10 pm) [edit] |
.< >
I will rule the world someday.
Then you'll all be my slaves...until I take over the entire universe.
Then I'll kill you all off and live alone with the dinosaurs. o_O
You just wait. That day [i]will[/i] come.
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| - i pity the bettas - |
| 05.30.04 (10:34 am) [edit] |
They're such a beautiful species of fish, and I always feel so bad for them when I see them in the pet store in those tiny cups. I mean, just because they're slow-moving fish doesn't mean they should be forced to live their life in a cramped container, does it?
Speaking of bettas, I don't think mine likes me very much. He always puffs up when he sees me. :( Makes me feel so unwanted. :roll:
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