you know what's funny?
i had a huge

HUGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

huge huge blog that i was in the middle of writing
and then i got kicked off
i was laughing at the time, so i didn't mind
but now i kind of hate it a hell of a lot.

it was so full of links and information, it would have made your head spin.
now, it is none but a description
cause i ain't re-writing all that.
not a damn chance.

i even used the word pontificate!
that's a big fancy-pants word!
and it was the first word to come to mind!
no thesaurus or anything!
yes, i'm *that* big a dork!

and i even talked about how the president's gonna start a war
and then say how "it shor wuz good that i dun put thoz misuls in!"
and how "i told yoo so"
and how my brain would start hemorrhaging and i'd die on the floor, having swallowed my tongue
and then my ghost would try to stab itself after he got re-elected cause
"well, he did so well with that war and all! he's a wise man, and honorable too!"
and it would be misinterpreted as one of those ghosts that throws things at doors

i said stuff about writing and comics and how i scanned some test stuff today
and i wrote a part of a poem in the (almost) obligatory "i want girlies" bit
and it said how annie
who was a waitress at a table i sat at once
(and who i doubt i'll ever see again, not that it actually matters anyway)
had lips like amy poehler
and curly hair
and really lovely shoulders
and how the html from the link i had on amy's name to the ucb website
had really messed with the poetic flow
but really i didn't wanna write anymore, cause i'd been distracted by reading things at the ucb site
and there was so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so much here
so much information
i wouldn't have had to blog for the next few months!

i said that anyone who doesn't love tenchi should be shot with something silly. like a pig gun.
and how "you laugh, but those pigs hurt"
and dammit dammit dammit
how i don't get to hang with beth because i have to go to a wedding on saturday, and she didn't mention what was up and i wish she had, but i guess it's a crochet day.
why why why did i have to lose that blog?
it was a masterpiece!

so many links. i mentioned how i'm going to see tmbg on the 27th
and had phil's sister linked to dictionary.com's word of the day
and i said how it takes me forever to write replies to bob scott because i'm sleeping at night now.
and how i've started correspondence with mike leffel
and now look, i'm not even putting links up for anything
and i could care less

and toonami has apparently changed their lineup again
but i didn't quite catch what was going on.
and it didn't say at the site, which i linked to
and just so much

you really should have been able to read it
you would have loved it
you should really demand your money back
cause this is crap compared

but you didn't pay to read this
so you know
apparently, you're getting what you paid for
there is now little or no proof that i am intelligent and witty and can write blogs that are actually halfway useful to anyone. now you get "right now, i'm finding the phrase 'i eat cock!' entirely hilarious"
okay, so in the last one, i mentioned that "it's made of monkey cum, you know" but still!
*frustration!*
that, by the way, is probably going to be the only link you get today. you'll have to deal with it.

and since i know that my vast audience relies on me for any and all information, this will come as quite a terrible blow. my food be cold. me be tiredies.
ME SURLY!!! NO YOU, JUST ME!!!

IT HARD TO BE SUCH MANLY MAN!!!!!!!

GOOD NIGHT, YOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i've written more onto that paragraph i mentioned. it's becoming a story.
yay.

no guide entry yet. i'll figure something out. eventually.

been rainin around here. s'nice.

i finished a song i was working on, and wrote another.

i haven't done anything in a couple days, though.
bit of a drag, that.
speaking of drag, i was in makeup a little while back.
nobody but my visiting aunt and grandparents were around (they were upstairs)
so i had a little romp through my sister's makeup.
just on a whim. kinda to work on my eyeliner applying skills, which are more honed than most guys', but far less than most people who regularly put on eyeliner, which makes a lot of sense.
i don't usually wear makeup unless it's a special occasion with my friends (cause they like it, at least the girl ones do, i don't think it really matters to the guys, most guy friends i have have had makeup on at some point anyway), so this was kinda different for me. danger of getting caught and having my ass kicked by a parent or two too great, i should just stick to special occasions.
anyway, i got all prettied up and i looked damn good. so there!

wish i could write better than i can. then, i think everybody has that wish.
but shut up, you!
i'm talking about songs. sure it'd be alright to write better prose, but i'm alright, and songs are where i would want some help. but i'm on my own, apparently. ah well. if i don't end up using these songs with phil, i guess i'll use them by myself, but would be more likely just to go "eh" and have them sit there. just cause i'll never be able to see them as being really good. i'll always be comparing them to something else, more than likely tmbg, because i'd like to get to that level. ah well, maybe i'll just give up on it. never really been able to do it anyway, and let's face it, there's too much "many have tried to be like them and failed!". but i'm not trying to be like them, not at all. i'm just writing whatever's there.

oh, i hate me.
i wonder what phil would write. probably words. in french.
(haha, cause phil is french)

i'm tired. quite tired.

my sister goes to florida tomorrow.
saturday, me and my dad worked on my car.
i don't know how to work on cars, but i guess i was supposed to learn something.
i didn't learn all that much. ah well.
it runs better now. less sputtering and sounding like it will stall.
i still don't trust it.
it is, after all, a car
and in my possession. and those just don't mix, i guess.

still tired. think i'll go to bed.

good night.