O, How the heavens run dry.
It was last night that it all went down. We weren't supposed to be at the beach, but Josh, Carlton, and I were there anyways. We started a big bonfire, and the cops came. We explained to them that it wasn't us who started the bonfire, but they took us down to the station anyways. I hate cops. Anyways, I had to call my mom, and tell her where I was, and she told the cops that there was no way I could have done it, so I was all, thanks mom, and she brought me home. I think Carlton got out of it too somehow, but Josh knew the cop from before, and he has some deal with his bakery and free "donuts," so he got out of it too. But when I got home, my mom yelled at me for like 2 hours, and basically I got grounded. So, life sucks.
In other news, we got a new computer. It's really cool. I ordered it custom, so it has all the latest technology. AND a flat screen monitor. What what?! Hell, yeah.
Um.... the newest Strong Bad email was about drilling oil in Iraq, and Strong Bad made fun of Oil, saying stuff like "oil is the best thing to come out of Iraq? More like the only thing!" and "oil is total crap!" It was hilarious. Probably my favorite Strong Bad email yet. Maybe "Website" beats it. I dunno.
Oh! Sunday night was movie night, so I rented Scooby Doo. That movie sucked more than a moon at high tide. If you know what I mean....
January 21, 2003
January 14, 2003
SO I WAS AT TEH GYM 2DAY AND THIS GIRL WOKS UP 2 ME RIGHT?!?!??!? WTF SO I LOK AT HAR AND SH3 SAYS UR SHOES UNTEID1!111!!! OMG WTF I LOKED DOWN AND IT WASNT SO I LOK3D BAK UP AND SH3 SMAKS M3 RIGHT ACROS DA FAEC AND CALS M3 A FUKNG DOUCHEBAG FOR WUT I DID 2 JENY COLINS!111! OMG LOL HOW WAS I SUPOSED 2 KNOW TAHT JENY WAS AL3RGIC 2 SAAFOD?!!?!??! WTF LOL I DIDNT M3AN 2 G3T HER SIK AND SEND HER HOME11!111 WTF LOL I THOUGHT SHA LIEKD MA11!!! OMG WTF SO ANYWAYS I Y3L3D AT TAHT GIRL TAHT IT WAS AN ACIEDNT B/C I DIDNT KNOW AND SHE JUST TURN3D AROUND AND WOK3D AWAY!1!!! LOL WFT11!!1!11 WTF LOL GIRLS R SO STUPID11!1 OMG
January 11, 2003
Dreams come in two sizes. Big and extremely big. I was the fortunate recipient of the latter category last night.
It began rather drearily: a cardboard house, a pet mouse, and random scrap of paper living as my neighbor - nothing out of the ordinary... for a dream, of course. Then it got weird. The house, mouse and the paper formed a new object, an object of immense girth, and tremendous suspense, that the only way to avoid its presence was to create a monster to block it from view. This I did, and I was rewarded by being transported to a realm of fantasy, where aliens floated on water, rabbits didn't exist, and flowers bloomed thrice on the hour every hour. In this fantastic place, I wandered through trees, around lakes, and under clouds until my feet were nothing but shriveled up piles of hope. A car would appear every so often, and I'd climb into it, never looking where I was going, always looking into the future. A breeze lifted the car into the northern regions of Canada, and I learned some French. In no less than a second, the time had passed, and the past was history. Abruptly the flowers melted, the islands exploded, and the rain was released from the depths of the earth, flooding all the banks with extra money. A pound of ten dollar bills was equal to about 16 ounces of another, and that was fine with me. I was the master of desire. I desired nothing, yet everyone desired what I desired. I gave them nothing, and they were angry. The wind whispered in my ear, and I had to swat it away with nothing but my soul. The grey mist of the December morning had settled onto its bed, and was fast asleep by noon. At a quarter to one, I cut one into quarters, and divided them equally into the distance. Soon, I could no longer see their red heads, and I felt asleep, yet I didn't fall asleep, for I was already asleep.
And then I woke up. What a weird dream, huh?
It began rather drearily: a cardboard house, a pet mouse, and random scrap of paper living as my neighbor - nothing out of the ordinary... for a dream, of course. Then it got weird. The house, mouse and the paper formed a new object, an object of immense girth, and tremendous suspense, that the only way to avoid its presence was to create a monster to block it from view. This I did, and I was rewarded by being transported to a realm of fantasy, where aliens floated on water, rabbits didn't exist, and flowers bloomed thrice on the hour every hour. In this fantastic place, I wandered through trees, around lakes, and under clouds until my feet were nothing but shriveled up piles of hope. A car would appear every so often, and I'd climb into it, never looking where I was going, always looking into the future. A breeze lifted the car into the northern regions of Canada, and I learned some French. In no less than a second, the time had passed, and the past was history. Abruptly the flowers melted, the islands exploded, and the rain was released from the depths of the earth, flooding all the banks with extra money. A pound of ten dollar bills was equal to about 16 ounces of another, and that was fine with me. I was the master of desire. I desired nothing, yet everyone desired what I desired. I gave them nothing, and they were angry. The wind whispered in my ear, and I had to swat it away with nothing but my soul. The grey mist of the December morning had settled onto its bed, and was fast asleep by noon. At a quarter to one, I cut one into quarters, and divided them equally into the distance. Soon, I could no longer see their red heads, and I felt asleep, yet I didn't fall asleep, for I was already asleep.
And then I woke up. What a weird dream, huh?
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