Sunday, April 25, 2004

   STFU
Always assume everything in life will be crappy. Then you'll always be pleasantly suprised.

Either that, or right.


For example, I was was obligated to go to an end of year banquet for my hockey team. I thought, nay, KNEW that it would be crap.

First of all, I pertty much abhor large social gatherings, especially those that involve dancing. Well... the dancing wasn't that bad...I did do the Chicken Dance. (C'mon, how could I not?)

The highlight was probably the food. Five course Italian dinner? I couldn't have missed that. Also, we did what one must do EVERY time many people come together to eat. Yes, we found as many different foodstuffs as we could and put it all in a glass. And made Samm drink it. Only three of us participated, everyone else told us that we were acting like for year olds and what we were doing was "Sooo grade four!" (One of them inhaled approx. 6 helium baloons. Ha.)

And then there were the boring speeches. And the ceremonial plaque handing-out. How come one team got Sandman to play when they went up, and we got fucking GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!? Well, I do know why. It's cause our co-coach loathes that song BUT STILL. Cindi Lauper...geez.

I wish I didn't dress up, though. I got misinforminated about what I had to wear. Waah.

Anyways, it still sounds slightly more entertainging than Home-Decorating shows. Heh.
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Thursday, April 22, 2004

   Stupid slow not my computer!!!!!!!!!
I have found the secret to complete and utter bliss.

After an annoying test-filled week;
Not watching hockey, but

Lying in the middle of my floor.
Surrounded by Shakespeare.
Analyzing a sonnet.
Fountain Pen.
The only light source a tiny lamp.
Windows open-- nice, cool air.
Vivaldi.

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   British humour is the ONLY humour.
Did I not tell myself that I would not try out for rep hockey this year? DID I NOT REPEAT THIS TO MYSELF OVER AND OVER? Did I not remember evr'y single hideous experience I had this year and think 'Why would I do this of my own volition?'? Way to give up another weekend of your life just so you can give up another year. Way to go, Samm. I'm so proud.
Aren't fountain pens THE BEST? Fountain pens or brussel sprouts, whichever happens first.
Go to my brother's blog so you can make fun of him for getting Ivy on the "What SC II Character are you?" quiz. He is E102 Gamma.

Song of the Moment: Rose- A Perfect Circle

If anybody ever sees me on Survival Project or Gunbound, (which you probably won't since I can't play on weekdays T.T) say a quick "Hello!"
SP: Acephalos
GB: CaptainStan

One day I'' find something relevant to post about...One day.
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Monday, April 19, 2004

Professor Spinklebottoms, Astrophysicist
And now...

The Story of Fred the Metaphysical Emu

One day, for some unknown reason, my brother stated that everything he said was true. Hearing this, I scrawled the statement "Samm has an emu!" on his chalkboard, and told him to read it. I now had a theoretical emu! Realising what he had done, he then claimed that my poor little emu was dead. How very sad. I then gave him the emu as a gift, telling him that he could not refuse it, as that would be ever so rude. So now we had this dead emu floating around phase space. Later conferring with a friend, we established a number of facts facts.
1. He was MY emu,
2. He was not dead,
3. His name was Fred,
4. He was blue and green,
5. Since he was only a potential emu, he was therefore infinite in size.

Ah... good times.


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Sunday, April 18, 2004

Because editing old posts is for sqaures.
An evening with G

Talking about old kids' shows

G:Remember "Professor Iris"?
Me:Yeah...Didn't he take his class on field trips in his chalkboard or something?
G:No, they were in his closet...NO I DID NOT MEAN IT THAT WAY
Me: O__O(Four days of sickness and a mouthful of soup issues from my nasal passages)
I think you just had to be there.

Additionally, if Ms. Frizzle taught Philosophy, what would the bus turn into? I guessed Reality. If she taught metaphysics, would it dissapear? Hmm.

A friend of G and me promised to invent Lightspeed Underwear. I NEED to get me some of those. Sewioswy.
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Socks.

Postatem obscuri lateris nescitis.
"You do not know the power of the Dark
Side." There are two possibilities: you
are a Star Wars geek, or you are unreasoningly
scary.


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You are a GRAMMAR GOD!


If your mission in life is not already to
preserve the English tongue, it should be.
Congratulations and thank you!


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For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lillies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
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My "To Do" List:


-Kidnap the offspring of a rich and influential buisnessman and hold said child for ransom

-Use newly aquired funds to purchase Skies of Arcadia

-Choose a Shakespearean sonnet to analyze for English class (94, 35, or 147?)

-Recover Shakespeare from the bowels of Zoin

-Finish reading the veritable library of books that await me

-Destroy the Death Star II with brother

-Destroy brother

-Kill Master Belch

-Invent a death ray

-Use death ray on annoying clock thing


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