My computer clock lies to me a bunch. Like...I thought it was Sunday on Friday because it fucked the dates. I was sooo lost.
Like, you have no idea.
DUUUDEE. I need to use the pee station.
Haha.
Bamboozle Inside Joke.
BIJ.
PB&J.
Penis brain and jizz!
Whoa. ADD there.
So, yeah. Must pee. But I don't wanna get in trouble for being up late.
I know. I know.
"Stop being such a pussy and go take a leak man!"
SCREW YOU.
So, yesterday was quite..egh. Boring.
I read Betrayed. I finished it, actually. Now, I am once again, hooked.
Dude, I friggen cried while reading it. The girl in the book dies, and she's the one that reminds me a hella lot of my friend Tori and I was like NOOOO. I imagined it as if I was the girl and the dead friend was Tori. It was really depressing.
But, yeah. I did that all day. I swear. Then I went on the computer.
The day before was more interesting. I know it was, but I really don't recall wtf I did. WAIT.
I remember now.
I hung out with Caitlin after I woke up. Which was, as usual, really late in the day. ahahha.
WTF? My computer stops spall checking up at my NOOOO comment. Which ticks me off. Now Ihav to write this whole thing on Blogger. Ugh.
Hahaha. All of you Blogger people are like, "So?"
Anyways, where was I?
No idea.
So, I was with Caitlin, right? Yeah.
Okay. So, I got there in time for dinner. We went to an Italian joint in Cape May called Stumpo's. I think that's how it's spelt?
It's pretty good, although don't ask me cause all I can get there is pizza and past without meat sauce or anything. They do have seafood pasta, if you're into that kinda stuff.
Good place. But, as we were sitting there, I was informed by my gf that my x DJ had won AFI tickets. Now, here's my first thought: WHAT?!
Here's my first action: I jumped in my plastic green chair in the restaurant, nearly knocked the table over and screamed, "WHAT?!" I got many strange glances when I did so. I didn't care. This was BIG news. Like HUGE. If I could make the font big to get you to understand, I would.
Anyway, I continued asking WTF about this for 2 days. Meaning, yesterday and the day before. Also, as we sat at the table, I thought I saw an obese baby in a stroller and this amused me. It turns out, it was a disabled midget. X.X
Go figure.
So, I felt seriously bad. Midgets are cool, I just couldn't tell. I mean, 1) it was crowded, 2) we were far away 3) the chair was blocked by people. Come one, you would have done the same thing if you were me!
Okay, maybe not...
Then we got back in and I was amused by her macbook. It confuses me. A shitload.
Ihav a lousy vaio, but it works nicely and has a bigger and BETTER screen than a macbook so :P
Yeah...so we wanted to watch a movie, but there wasn't on demand at her rented house, which sucked. And we couldn't find any good bootleg, either. Plus, the internet sucked.
So we watched some Family Guy.
hahah
That was fun. Say for the fact that it paused every 5 or 10 minutes...or every 30 seconds (to mars). YOU WERE THINKING IT TOO!!! Don't lie.
Ugh. Still must pee.
Anyway, we watched Jeepers Creepers on TV.
We couldn't figure out who the guy was, but we finally figured it out.
First we thought it was Dr. D from Scrubs, but we were off.
The guy is Justin Long from Accepted.
I swear, they look alike.
Anyway, that was our night, basically.
Then I woke up late and read that.
OOOOH
It stormed really badly.
I heard the whole story from my da.
So, at around 8 AM yesterday morning, it was really sunny and hot out. According to my da, "it felt like the sun was pelting me with heat."
Then, the wind picked up and it started to get kinda dark.
He was like wtf? Then, my ma came out and was like, "Boy it's cold out here." or something to that extent.
Hm..
I need to pause my story and do something.
See, earlier today (12 AM) Caitlin asked if she could go on my myspace, and I told her sure. So, now I need to change the password.
Since I'm changing it, my password was 12havok21.
Now I need to change that.
Jeebus.
Now that that's done, I need to look something up.
Can't tell ya what until I get to that part of my day.
Sucks for you, right?
Now I bet you're skipping through this until you get to it.
It's not that great, anyway.
TRUST ME.
Found my answer.
Back to the story.
So, then they look behind the house and see this bulging blaqk cloud and it starts to pour.
Then it stops and is completely sunny in the next 10-15 minutes.
So, they go to the beach.
This is the part I'm awake for, although don't notice due to my AFiPod.
So, the police were in the streets on the board walk calling people off the beaches. My parents are confused, but stand on the board walk waiting for the storm to pass. But no, the police call them off their, too. Now they're really confused.
Next thing ya know, this massive amount of wind comes out of nowhere and hail is flying about! No joke!
But, sadly, nothing was destroyed. Pity.
But the winds were almost enough for a tornado and that would have majorly sucked balls.
Beezlebub is a fun word.
Thought I'd put that out there.
So, for dinner we went to a seafood place and I ate bread and salad. Yum. Blegh.
Nothing veg. there.
Sadly.
I hate my family's table manners. It's disgusting. The conversations that go on! You'd think I was the sane one!
FOR SERIOUS.
But, the power almost went out as we ate.
And that Annie Lennox song that's always on. The...oh fuck. What was it?
Uhm..
No, not Cyndi Lauper. GET OUT OF MY HEAD CYNDI.
Uhm...shit...*looks up*
Okay....it wasn't by here. WHO THE HELL WAS IT BY????
It had around the world and something seven seas...
this is ticking me off...
Okay, so having It's Raining Men in your head DOES NOT HELP!
Ugh. Looks like I'm asking my da later today..
-_-
OWWW MY EYE.
So, earlier today I was reading Under The Rose, the Despair Faction zine, except it was on the computer because they were kind and posted it on the computer for all of us late bloomers.
hahah I crack myself up.
Anyway, I was reading it and several times I questioned Davey's cexuality.
So, that's what I had to look up. And it was finally answered, and sort of, put to rest.
I know, that's not right.
I should have it put to rest...but skeptics.
And no, I can't tell you any zine quotes because I cannot share.
Mwahahhahaha
Anyway, this is the answer...
"Sorry To Burst Your Bubble... but Davey is not gay. Or bi. Get over it. Just because your friend heard he was gay or you read it on some message board doesn't make it so. However, since I've made posts like this repeatedly over the years and people still refuse to believe he's not gay, I guess we'll have to keep hearing about it ad infinitum." -Jade Puget
Kinda disappointing because I adore gay guys.
Ihav a gay friend.
He's pretty spiffy.
Oh Jeebus, I said spiffy.
Someone slap me. Please.
YESSS.
I love my friend Kylle now.
She knows the song.
Hm...
SO IT WAS ANNIE LENNOX.
Okay..hahahha Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of These) is the song.
I feel accomplished now.
So, now I need a new myspace tracker site because apparently I live in Texas...
which I don't.
So I need to fix that...
WAHAHAHAH Manson did a version of this song.
THIS Ihav GOT to hear...
This is kinda interesting...
I sorta like Manson's version..I like the original though, it's more fast paced...
Eurythmics did a version of this, too.
I need to get all of these on my AFiPod.
Okay, new mission. Burn CD's.
wait..I need to do that thingy first...
myspace tracker.
damn it. I just installed one...and it lied.
why are two songs playing??
oooh hahahha Ihav Fallen Like The Sky by AFI on there with Don't Stop by Innerpartysystem on there...bahahhaha weird combo.
So, go look up Don't Stop by Innerpartysystem if you like electro, electronic-y music. They're good.
YESSS I found the tracking site.
This is good.
Hm..Ugh fucking pop-ups.
POP UP BLOCKERS ARE A LIE.
They don't protect you from pop-ups, I swear.
I don't think this website understands that I want a dark blue tracker, not a magenta.
Okay, I downloaded all 3 versions off of limewire.
I need to pimp my AFiPod with some good music before I go to Virginia.
OH NOES.
That's right.
I won't be on the computer.
For a week.
Yeah.
That's why I'm making this.
So you don't forget me over the damn week.
Ugh. I'm going out of boredom. I swear.
I don't know why I agreed to it.
But I swear, I'm going to be checking Jade Puget's blog everyday to see if he posts anything because that will keep me alive...so will my AFiPod.
This girl I'm about to go stay with *shudder*.
Fur wearing, Abercrobie and Bith loving, hand bag carrying, annoying little slutty pink EW.
It's not good.
And she's scared of PANIC! AT THE DISCO.
I mean...they're not even remotely scary
I get it if it's someone like Manson, but he doesn't scare me..so... But still!
It's ridiculous!
And I swear she doesn't even like me!
Ugh. I mean, yeah, we've been texting and I can make her laugh because I'm naturally an idiot when I text, but come on!
She needs to expand her horizons.
I was born in the wrong time.
I love 80's music.
WRONG TIME.
Great... now I'm totally going to be obsessed with this song.
Now to make the AFiTunes playlist that needs to be burned and then put on the other computer for my AFiPod.
Hahhaha I almost started to burn it without Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of These) on there. That would have been tragic.
Shit man. I still haven't peed and it's been 2 hours...
Tripp pants have horrible zippers.
Every pair by that brand Ihav, the zipper doesn't stay up.
Same thing with my friend.
This is annoying.
Hahhah There's an Alternitivo genre on iTunes.
This is funny.
Okay, so now I need to pick from The Pink Spiders' songs to figure out which ones I actually want on my AFiPod because all of this is going to take up a TON of space...
OOOH You know what pisses me off?
I really like The Pink Spiders' song All The Cool Girls Are Dead, but I can only find forty second clips on limewire and it's not fair!
DAMN IT.
RHAPSODAY DOESN'T EVEN HAVE IT!
Grr.
Ihav all their songs...but THAT one.
-_-
AHHAHAHAHAHA The beginning of Cyndi Lauper's Raging Storm sounds like...oh...what was it's name? Idk, but it was this realllyyyy weird thing my friend and and I found on her computer and it was ridiculous like...elevator music. It was hilarious because she was burning me some cd's and we found it. It was amazing. I wonder if I still have that cd...
Bubblegum Love was one of the songs. Don't know why I remember that.
Idk but it was for this DJ that doesn't exist. It was pretty sweet. Not really.
Okay, I don't want this song on my AFiPod.
I think Cyndi is trying to bring disco back...
I'M PARANOID.
I keep seeing my door open, but it really doesn't.
Must be my insomnia playing tricks on me...again.
Oh, and remember how I mentioned Innerpartysystem? I just figured out how to make little player doorhickies. Here's Don't Stop.
So, I'm feeling pretty good that I figured that out now. It was annoying me because I was like, "OKAY YOU HAVE TO HEAR IT." haha
Rihanna!
Okay, so I'm going to burn that now...
Yay!
Done with that...
DUUUDE I've been on this blog for 3 hours!
This is INSANE.
Oh well, nothing better to do.
I was reading this book called Glass House just now. It's eh. Something to read until I get Chosen by P.C. Cast. Which reminds me...why am I up?
I need to get up early today to buy it.
Well, I could just stay awake all day...
nah.
That kills me.
I'm going to sleep after I pee.
YEAH.
You heard me.
I haven't gone yet!
3 hours!
BEAT THAT.
It's not fun, but it is necessary to write this.
Hm...I'm going to go away now.
But only so I can post a blog about why I hate Twilight.
Bie bie.
C&S
Okay, I lied. I'm back.
I'm on a hunt for a new myspace layout since mine doesn't feature my blog.
XD
It's annoying.
I used to get a ton of views, but now Ihav a flash profile and the views just...stopped.
It's depressing.
So, now I need a new one.
I was looking up AFI wallpaper on google...and this is what I found...
Ironic?
I think so.
I'm still wearing the smirk I had when I found it. I'm debating whether or not to use it, but I'm going to go against it..since he's not gay. *tears*
HAHAHHA Whoever made this doesn't like Davey and Hunter....
YAY.
So, I found this really awesome background and now I'm all done.
So, now I'm saying goodbye.
DUDE 4 hours!
hahahha
C&S
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