Feb. 8
...well if he says it again, than give him a swift kick to the balls!... oh... hi... i didn't see you there... this weekend rocked!!! roked!!! and/or even rawked!!! how is it that ring masters get all the ladies? all i'm saying is ya gotta give some love to tuberculocious for leveling the playing field for the rest of us "normies." hey remember when me and tony danza had a diving contest judged by former world leaders and the empire state building?... to bad i couldn't win in the eastern conference eh? it's just to bad that mike had to be the culprete of our ridicule... or more-so his brother's... all i'm saying is drunken adam should be a regular in america senior... just keep him away from the watering hole is all... yeeeeeah... el terible!! i hear-by declare this past saturday lack of posterboard ottawa... jimmy smits... he's always riding on my coat-tails... what up with that?! but seriously though folks... i just tuned into espn and boy are my arms tired... and saturday was awesome!!! my only regret in life is that i never got to climb a 1913 mitsubishi banana cream pie model falco... i don't care what the girafe says... gordan lightfoot is a great hyperbolic super-condriac check book... and with the chewy caramel and crunchy immunization shots... ok... enough of this... time to hit that priceless f-chord but watch out for the naked cornia of DEATH!... and what aboot those candid hats those russians wear? eh? EH?! "jeremy... is there anything lower than absolute zero? - uh, yeah. my white blood cell count!" lol. get me the president of television! hmmm... what do you think is better? zooba pants or dover, delaware in the year harpoonery? hehehe... poonery... and silverware... together at last... it must be divine intervention... yeah, divine intervention all the way to the bank! but saturday was pretty fun... my bro came and picked me up like the absolut-mega-balla that he be... watched steel! lmao... surprised i still have all my limbs/senses after watching shaq act... went to the bowling alley after that... still wishing we woulda ordered a pizza mike! ; ) lol. or gone up to carthage to get some caution tape... lol... jeff and joel swung by and we went to the mall... slot-cars almost taste like vanilla... which is why i rung them up and need some more candy canes used for stability of a central g-force used to manuever through mine-fields of paint by numbers when all else fails just give a little whistle misused by crayons which know no bounds other than colliflour prostitutes mixed with a dash of organic repituire of 17 columbian misdiviential hugonauts! almost got locked in spencers... had to call upon my ancient native ancestors to bail us out of that bowl of clam chowder... met some cool kats at our other stop that we made after the mall... : ) we need to carry a camera with us wherever we go guys! and grow our own carrots... after that hung out over at mike's til bout 3... i have a red shirt and blue jeans on... you want to know what else is on?... your mom... (that one was for t-money) i saw somebody wearing a red vest today... i bet his name was lord byron... because he had big and pointy eyebrows... and... a red vest... with... weird eyebrows... now i hate windmills even more... when can i be a nasa engineer who becomes lactose intolerant with no rear-view mirror in my taurus station wagon... put that in your pipe in and smoke it!... speaking of... time for someone to do something that requires cat naps as a prerequisite...
Feb 11
hmmmm... very intrigery... that sounds like it'd be a hoot and a holler! well... been a couple days since i last wrote in here... nothing's really happened... nothing at all... except for the rabid dune buggy!!! (da da DA!!! that was the 'show close up of the bad guy' sound effect... you know what i'm talkin aboot) right now... just wearing some shoes... watchin a lil family guy... just glad i finally was able to keep my a.d.h.d. in order and do some freakin' homework! (that freak was for you caiti lol : P ) well... pretty much two things happened in the past couple days... and if you name is mike or if you're thinking aboot american gladiators right now... than you probably already know what happened... thing one... i was walking to my calc class today and for some cockemaimy (good vocab steamroll! hey thanks mr look at me while i shave easter island dude head man guy!) reason (does anyone else get confused with all the parenthesis i use?...) (i sure) (do) i was thinking aboot how i never run into katie anymore in between my classes anymore like i did last semester... (did i forget to water the territory of work holes?!... work holes mean different things for different people... especially if that different person is a bloody stumpet of a whore... or if they're someone who only drycleans their rainbow socks and nothing else... shit... do i need another )?... how's bout i throw threve on there just for good measure eh?...)))...)... that oughta just bout ) do it... yep... ok... anyway... on with the story... so aboot 13 and 178/8309 of a second later someone said hey dave... and well... you don't have to be ben hur to see where this is going... needless to say it kind of freaked me out... especially after all the characters from the original mortal kombat (the one from sega not those bs playstation ones they have now...) save kano... were singing along to genie in a bottle... (of all the songs you had to go shri lanka on my ass?!) whilst signing the pledge of allegence... in ukrainian... with a side of alright! hey... i've been around for over 633 billion seconds! no joke! second roof... or thing... whatever it's called these days... i was walking to the caf the other day and some dude was playing pian-e... sorry... simpsons joke... which no one else will get so i'll be forced to explain it minus usage of all my apendiges... and grammar... it was from one of the treehouse of horror ones... the one where springfield banishes guns and those dead cowboys who are dead stop being dead and live instead of being dead and than when they're in the saloon one of them says to homer... play me some pian-e and homer plays fur elise... and than the guy says thats pian-O!! i said pian-e!!! ...)... ok... he was playing piano and he looks over at me and says... nice hat... which got me thinking why he told himself he has a bonified rump-shaker formally known as hat... while looking at me... when it hit me... i was wearing a hat... and not only was i wearing a hat... jim carrey was sleeping in the same headgear as the botswainians... or literature... oh yeah... i did ok on my calc test too... ummm... nothing real exciting has been going on round these parts... as was most likely evident by the ruther small shitzu campaigning/parading/prancing/staring menacingly while giving a full body massage and upholstering a 1982 plymouth... motion...picture?... dammit... where's a spinning cabanet when you need one?... joel has become my new hero... as well as michigan, anyone who refrs to themselves as "smarter than the average bear", and july 25, 1803... and any subsequent device used to measure viscosity and terminal illnesses... i just want to use as many big words as i can... accomplishment... solidify... establishment... poo... snow cones... things that make clicking noises... i really don't see what the point of 'keep going' is... so we'll end it right aboot................................................................................................................ now... splendiferous... coniferous... mat...syphalis... i just realized matramony doesn't fit the prime-time rhyme scheme... damn you black & decker nail gun!!! always thwarting my plans!! you've done so for the last time!!! heh... i wonder if that's what leonardo di vinci was thinking aboot just before he got blasted away by some conservationist with a .22... something to think aboot while i stoke the fire... all the way to the bank!!!... of DEATH!!! free 'how to make origami' scroll with purchase!... alas... i must take my leave... if something happens... you can be sure that you'll be the first to know!!... hahaha... sucker... you're still here?!! aww crap... crap crapity crap-ola... hmmm... i wonder (wonder ball!...) i wonder (wonder ball!...)... i wonder (wonder... god dammit could you stop dicking around for one second?!... jebus...) i wonder who would win in a fight... adam west... or a razor sharp razor?...
Feb 12
lately things have been... well changing i guess... lots of things... everything... nothing... way too hard to explain i guess... yesterday was an awesome day though. i slept in and didn't go to either of my classes, but i did manage to get my lazy ass up and go to work... was there til aboot 5ish and came on back here to finish up some homework, which i did manage to do a little bit of anyway... hmmmm... did i already talk aboot this stuff? probably... so than a little later me and nick went over to katie's and had an absolute blast over there. good times fo sheezy... didn't get back really late or anything... but i was soooo tired when i got back for multiple reasons and i just ended up basically passing out at like 2 or something... my back is killing me... i'm carrying around 32 bricks, motion lotion, and a duck and a half in my backpack... today wasn't bad either... in fact it was a pretty damn good day, other than a few breakdowns and spanish holidays along the way... missed calc again today... 2nd straight day... meh... it's still pretty much review... i hope... : \ did manage to make it to history class... which is kinda boring but it gives me someplace to balance my checking account and spinning chinaware on little wooden poles... (the previous statement was in no way meant to offend any chinks or slant-eyed folk : P ) geo lab frickin rawked!!! i don't really want to write here cuz i can barely write anything that happened... so this is just gonna be real quick so i don't forget any of today's transgressions... (self-loathing dammit uttered...) thank you for waiting for me katy!!! even though it turns out you didn't need to... : P after my lab was yet even more history... you'd think one sitting of history would be enough for one day... what's that?... it's like calcium? you need a shit load of it to build strong bones?! you're damn right! SHAFT! went to work for bouts an hour... was actually really fun there too... me charlie and laura were talkin for awhile even though it was mostly me and charlie doin the talkin... after work i was off to econ... i bet cheema (my professor's name?...) has like 78 helicopters!!! or he probably want one... i sure do... i could really use some "hello my name is" labels too though... hmmmm... intrigery... anyway... that's all in here for now... peace... lol bass ackwards... oh yeah... on one last side note... i might be learning how to snowboard soon! my friend jake called me up out of the blue the other day and wanted to know if i wanted to go... well... let's hope i'm a fast learner or a fast healer... i just don't want to end up looking like michael jackson that's all...
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