All I do things for are shits and giggles. Damn, my life is weird.

9.17.2004

you know i hate to do this but this is just gonna be me rambling... maybe i'll get something interesting out of it that i can use for a comic but i enjoy just talking to myself thin these kinds of things when i'm half awake and making massive numbers of typos.

maybe i should try writing haikus... now how do they go...
Ben (11:07:38 PM): I am picking my nose :-)
UNtunasandwich (11:08:34 PM): EEW'
Ben (11:09:10 PM): so yummy
that is absolutely disgusting... my boyfriend... everyone clap!

fuck i'm cold...i'm too tired though but not tired enough
http://home.iprimus.com.au/spud1/pigeon_pictures.htm pigeons! omg pigeons!
http://www.rochedalss.eq.edu.au/reclusebiteleg.htm AAAHGGGHHH!!!

The first line of a haiku poem has five syllables. The second line of a haiku poem has seven syllables. The third, and final, line of a haiku poem has five syllables.

nevermind... i'm no good at that... if i knew better japanese it would be easy... goddamned english
so many confusing things about english... it's not even spelled how it sounds at least in japanese everything is phonettically spelled...
speaking of which i cannot spell tonight
i want to sleep but then again i dont wanna get out of this chair
i think tis unfair that i must stay in this chair
man i need to get up early
mmmm rambling
so debbie+chrish-child=? i think it would be scary..

i'm not tired enough to ramble properly!
if only my damned english homework would come so easily... oh shit... i have a progress report i need to get signed
ELIZABETH-REMEMBER: get it signed (see above)

i have decided that potatoes.

Dear mr. bob, suicidal.
HOw aer you today dear sir? well things ahve been okay... today i went to the giantest wok in the world, you should have been there. there were thousands of vegitables which reminds me; you owe me three table legs... your one table leg is insufficient for there is only one leg that cannot possibly support a rectangular coffee table.
Thank you for the horrid techno i am now addicted to it all. I MUST HAVE TANG! I meant techno of course... hmmm... i must do that more often... i miss my tang photos...
mmm... tang... orangutan! .... that would be awful.
isn't it interesting how i forgot what i was goign to say.
you should really consider getting better underpants for yours do not seem to hold you in :P
my frog has many complaints about the noise
*squeak* *squeak* are you a man or a mouse? yes. maybe on thursdays
so my brother's friend has too much protein and his muscles are breaking down that is awfully strange. speaking of injuries kasia has gotten one nipple pierced... i have yet to see it. :'(
THe oldest person in the world would be extremely hairy if they never cut their hair... ever.
i must sneeze now.
yes that wwas fun...
i think you people should be more careful about your math homework... for fuck's sake i can't read half of your handwriting or whether you did the work or not maybe that's the idea but don't make it hard on me! if it looks like you did nothing you get nothign!
mmm that''s much better rambing with more tyops ... WHOOT
sp this morning i was ike you know what ms. struhl i have no idea what to put on this poster but anyways it looked okay and i had puty "math is more fun than you" htat is awesome
so i dislike our senior government i will see if i can empeach them... it would be quite amusing... woudlnt it? well i mainly dislike them because they don't seem quite all there...
so anyways todya wasw the club day and so i weas sittin at te math club table (which everyone should join right now!) and then rebecca wirth comes up to me and is like you should join christian club ... and i'm like... no... you've tried that kind of stuff all the time on me and good luck with that...

is that enough rambling... i don't thnk so
so today the bantha went and destroyed the enormous posterboard which heldthe world record for the first posterboard to hold a wooly mamoth for your mother's day present so today i was like "dude, bantha, like why did you do that totally omf" and he's like ... what the hell is wrong with you and i'm like i jsut went blonde! and he was like can i too? and then we were both like like totally omfg and like totally ... i'm so glad i can avoid those poeple...

boobs.

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