| I'm under the assumption that nobody actually looks at this site, but if for some reason you are reading this, sorry I haven't seen you this summer. I work obtrusive hours, and am exhausted during the time I do have. So please don't feel neglected or avoided, I'm simply focused elsewhere for now. As the summer progresses I'll make more in the way of efforts to see everyone. |
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| I just saw a commercial written by George Orwell. Not really, but seriously, it comes on at 12:15 AM with this creepy detective music. Flashing before me are scattered scenes of a sketchy looking fellow shuffling through massive stacks of papers, frantic, yet focused in a way that only dark bushy eyebrows can portray. A voice, much like the "In the criminal justic system..." voice, in a frighteningly Big Brother-ish way, professes to me the glory of obtaining documental evidence and turning my friends in for FRAUD.
I saw an ad for a video game that sounds promising. The title 'Destroy All Humans', leaves much to the imagination, but povides a clear and defined purpose for playing the game.
Don't do that
Just don't do it
Because I said so
It's all the reason I need
You gon' think you were born in pain
Come back here
I'll give you something to cry about
What are you doing
Put that down
Holy Shit my thumb
You bastard
Put it down
Put it down
Turn that off
OH GOD OOH OOOOOH OH GOD AAAHH HOLY SHIT
Look what you did
Get back here
You come here and look what you did
No
Bad
We don't do that
I just saw a video of the guy that invented the bulletproof vest. To prove it worked he shot himself in the chest. He looked so nervous before he finally pulled the trigger. He fumbled around with the gun and talked cautiusly, then just aimed and shot himself. He was perfectly fine, of course. It seemed so dramatic. But think about it, he wouldn't be considered the inventer of the bulletproof vest if it wasn't actualy bulletproof. If he'd died, than somebody else would be the inventer of the vest, and nobody would give a shit to watch him shoot himself. |
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| yeah so the afformentioned sick update was a lost cause, it was just disgusting, and not that funny.
StarWars rocked my socks. Ironically, I was wearing sandles at the time.
Happy. |
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| Update in progress...and man is it sick |
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| State Champs
Acceptance Letter
A Fantastic Blur |
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