I'm going to learn to play a String Instrument... I've been inspired by the Eva Movie...

Just so you missed out on a great deal

160gb Maxtor for 99 bucks... im on my way to create the next generation kick-yo-ass fizzle compizzle.... oh shit i was supposed to look up the stuff but my planner is outside... ill do it tomorrow...

Dreamweaver I a weird dream (weird now that i think about it, cuz i just past the Potter chapter about the snake and Arthur), i cant remember much of it now, but i told scott about it; the dream, from what i can recall now, included me fungo cow and thai sitting at a table (in my dad's master bedroom in the Condor House), and she says try out this cake, and its choco with strawbs in it, but somehow the two cancel the flavor in my piece, though everyone else says its good, and then cow says "hey theres angelo, we should say hi to him," noticing angelo at another round table, but everyone said no... and angelo was sitting with todd and jenny, and some dark shadows... I can't remember the other parts too... it gets weird...i think i should refrain from tellin fung, he likes to twist it into things that tread upon,"maybe you saw me, on donna," or replace "donna" with "angela," course i prolly shouldnt pass on my dreams to them... ill just leave it hear for my faithful few stalkers (tim *cough*) to view LAUREN IS CUTE hehehe, try NOT to comment now... Did I mention I've realized my phone book has dwindled for the summer?

Oh shit, its summer... I havent gotten my summer mojo going on... man, if im benching this on last summer, im way behind... gotta hit some clubs... damn, wish i was at plush... DAMN... I hope Rich wasn't insinuating something with that "plush" and "bathroom" remark... did he find out? *paranoia-ensues*...

When you start reading Potter, you can't stop... I thought I was going to stop, but that was hundred pages ago, and then the Arthur attack, so i had to read another chapter... this book actually makes me laugh sometimes at the bickering...Hermoine rolling her eyes, stupid remarks, etc... i prolly am reverse reading the series...

(I said "piddles" instead of "shit" last night when i walked into the rain, how weird)... Its rained like a mofo... bands and shit.. my car almost went sideways... i'll never get to wax the car...

Most rumors are true... I believe them... makes me realize how horny ppl really are... and so on... oh, it just ensues... the grindstone... muahahahahha, Ok, i gtg check mail or something... later fongtard,fongus... heheh...

The Order of the Oh-Shit-This-Is-Long

Im up to chapter fifteen of OTTP. At my peak, I was blazing through a chapter every half hour... Its a good thing they made movies that went with the Potter Lore: makes it less diffficult to picture a face to a name... the rest of the elements, I have to make up... like... Movie Potter, 3 years older... and since I havent rest books 1-4, what Cho Chang's supposed to look like... like... how much of a Chang... but the book is insightfully decent to read... if i read straight on, i can almost empathize the whole thing in my head...

Watched Eva:Death/Rebirth... I had no idea Shinji wanked off to Asuka when she was in a coma... thank god for commentaries... half the movie I'm still confused... at least I know what SEELE, AT Fields, and alot of other terms, as well as all the names of the Angels...

I would just like to have 2 weeks of nothing to do... but, ive forced more upon myself... I have a 90 dollar bill (30 dollars overage) from the 4/20-5/20 cycle... i havent paid that yet... i have to send back a package... i have to pay for ebay.. i have to find someone who will take pictures for me... i need to find my Flash drive that I fear I may have lost at the Lab... whoe is me...

oh... i pissed off benny by not returning his calls the last 3 weeks... im not ashamed... he had the weirdest stupid group project idea that lead to my getting a C in Comp II... *bah* supporting Oedipus' incest topic with incest testimonials... might as well have slapped "Hustler Porn Novel" on the front and sold it... thank god theres two grades, and my expert proofreading gave us an A in correctness, and a D in content... QED, a C in Comp II... I already have a thinned out phone book anyways... just as well, i dont want to pay for anymore overage... DID YOU KNOW MY CELL TAXES ARE FIFTEEN DOLLARS?!?!? WTF? I GOTTA FIND OUT EVERYONE ELSES... thats like 40+6+15=61!!!! SHIT...

I was just thinking about the two Helen Wongs... the One here I know, the quiet type one who was the then-goddess of whats-his-name-the car freak guy... the other poort tw soul like me... shes always nice... but never anything to talk about... Then I think of my Helen, the Upenn one, the one the one who looks just like the former one, the one who i fought with to get an audience for Extended Essay approval, the one who had that large smile like her "twin", the one who went to 'Carpe Diem' with Marshall (see day b4 entry) and "Vesper" with my "twin," the one with Evelyn, the semi-cold sister; the one who worked with me at Rummage Sale long enough to get our picture immortalized in the year book with my "twin's" name in my place... anyways, I always said they looked strikingly similar, appearance-wise, which is completely weird give their same name... similar look, similar smiles... thats pretty much the diffy... one is a pharm-aholic study who only seems to interact when she is relaxed (on a rarity) or on a schedule... the other full of spunk and ambition as a business tycoon-in-training... oh, ones HK and ones TW... I wonder why I was thinking about helens... hmm.. guess i was thinking about the glossy lips memory... Damm, now I can remember when me Jon, John and Helen went downtown on the buss; somewhere with a building, then to eat... (hey its the three jons... Chiang, chang, and ... crapp.. i cant rember his last name... fuck)... too bad she lived in peitou, and not near the school... argh...

I want to wax the car, but its raining again... im afraid my baby will rust b4 i get the chance... fuck...

Have you ever wondered if faith was just some pitch that some ppl made to the stupid gullible ppl who want to worship something... like ggullible ppl and traveling medicin men of yore... or that maybe some of the movies resemble an outcome we will see, like Eva...

Of, I was spposd to talk about ppl b4 me... hm.. nvm... I need to have a more abstract post from now on... less daily details... at least

Oh, Strong Thurmon is dead... how do you feel about THAT? I feel deja bu, cuz i read his obit last week on SmokingGun, where they found a ready made obit for the old bag... Now I check the real site after the coot kicked, and its almost the same obit from the Gun post... weird... they just make elaborate obits for ppl ahead of schedule, like CNN's obits for reagan, Cheney, Hope, etc.... they're just waiting at a moments notice.... vultures...

Oh yeah... here was something happy... i think i had a good dream today.... and exhilarating dream that i ddidnt want to wake up... then i did.. now i cant remember it...

I need to clean up this room. Jojo is going to get pissed...

wtf if up with you all tw females... I swear, they all crazy... like mom

Something I will remember my brother saying from now on: "Mom's crzy. She gets obsessive too... One time she spent 6 hours looking up digicam's on ebay and online." This same mom bidded on an espesso machine on ebay while shes in transit at boston, in btwn flights from tampa to Tw. how the fuck isos mom supped to get the shipment? oh, we use relative connections... meaning... we ship them through any relative we can... Since lawrence has alread quit as mom's Go-To boy, I've been tasked with the job, and mother obviously doesnt like the way I work... Maybe since im quasi-lazy... yeah I am... but i will get it done, if it takes alot of money... The last chance to send the espesso back is a wedding window in SD, CA, were my uncle's daughter is getting married... i already sent the blender machine to vegas... which goes to SD... but mom won the machine 8 days ago... i don't like multitasking... when i have to get my bearing straight (like, where the fuck am i in Fl)... so... the closest person here who could take the stuff to Sd, who was in florida... is gone... i dont have the number for SD, or an address... and its a weddig, so everyone will prolly be gone from there... so, my only course is to send the crap to me, and either send it to guam, where my uncle's sister will fly through, or yao chou my dad, mom's ex, to take it back to tw... when he goes back... i wonder if grandma is sick... i hope not... I'm shinji... i want to run away... but i can't

I like to dwell on my memories that reminded me of the best times i had... namely in tw... those were the best... i wish for the past... i can remember alot... sittin w/ joevo overlooking Tienmu from Culture College, telling him this is a good place to take Kristina after their dinner... Dave screaming like a girl when i drive on the sidewalk.. me going insane during bowling and thinking about the futility of life the night b4 the varsity go to HK invitationals... but... right now... the only poignant memory i can remember in my mind now, i think is the last time i saw crys... after she came back from La, and i called her and she had a picture of us from graduation she had to give me... and so i got to her place, and we had a 10 inute or so chat now... she was all blue... light blue denim jeans, and a light blue baby tank, and a slight tan from cali... hands in the back pockets weren't they... yeah... that was the last time that was signifigant... i came by later the summer, only to drop off the only tape of their cheer practice to her, at the reluctance of phyllis and monie... and flash forward to KISS the next year with alby... ran into her, and apparently she was clinging to charles now that freshman year started (fyi, my sis said chuck liked her b4 jingjing, but my sister has issues)... nowadays, sometimes find crys online, but its short and tact... the last image of her progress is a commercial she did for Extra Lemon Gum in tw... from the looks of it, shes stil doing well... her sister has done well too, finding religion, alot less coldhearted than marshall previously said (wtf is marshall doin these days.. hmm) damn, last summer, ran into the wrong sister... ... Blue jeans... blue tank... blue jeans... blue tank... same look, same smile... same sound... "Jon, pei wo zhou." "Hao diu lian." "I like Eclipses." "Why don't you say you're taiwanese... why say you are american. is that what you think?" "U think my dad will like this?" "MMm, Tempura is nice, we should get some for my brother." The last synapses for my memories are firing... The last thing I can remember now are all the rumors that flew around ... esp. the mtv /ktv incident... that strikes me the most...

I don't think I can stand tw fobs... i more like the abc's or the tw born who had a large exposure to western society early... basically i can stand anyone that passed through the doors of tas... except daniel harris... he was crazy...

Damn, I want to go back...

Oh wait, I need to say something happy, right? ok... um... I bought JoMa a cake for birthday, ate Durango's... bouht order of the pheonix... read manga... wait, thats not happy... hmm... Maybe there is nothing happy today... I'm still mad and perplexed about how a bird and crap sideways onto the lower side of my car... thats just fucked up...

Next time:(maybe): ppl i never met but were in the group b4 me...

First Thing's First...

Holy shit, they updated the interface!!!...

Blogger is going through a revamp... and ... damn... its blue!!!! bluish... Me like... the interface is a little different... some new buttons I'll have to test out... whoohoo...

-Did I mention that I went to the Buckle at Citrus Towne and they don't have that style?!? pisses me off... 3 buckle stores in this state, mia, gvile, and tpa, and CITRUS doesnt have the shirt?!?! FUCK!!! Ahhh!!! I'll never have a replacement like that!!!! I need some manipulatable peon to get me my shirt in the oaks mall branch.. NOW!!!

- Lunched with Jon... didnt get poisoned this time... just exhaustd from eating pho and rolls, again... washing waxing car toda y i hope... Oh, what the hell do i get my aunt for her brthday...

-Instead of watching the whole series of Neon Genesis Evangelion... Ive only seen 1-4, read manga vol 1-4,7.... ive decided to just crash course the whole thing with Death and Rebirth, and the End of Eva... This movie is not all about action and violence... it has alot of biblical stuff... the more deeper it gets the more confusing for me... i dont see how scott wouldnt fast forward through this thing like he usually does Toonami... but... i now have a good idea of the series... i just need Rich to fill in the details...... aights... blog test... NOW

OMG I HAD NO IDEA CHRISTOPHER JUDGE, the guy whoplays Teal'c on Sg-1, IS THE VOICE OF MAGNETO ON X-MEN EVOLUTION... See.. now you have to like the show even more...

Passing thoughts

I need to sleep earlier, really i do...

Dimples make some ppl cuter... Dimples make Tabitha cuter than usual... Dimples do NOT make Mario Lopez look cuter... dimples do not make me or my brother look cuter... (prolly cuz i have to strain my ass for one dimple)... thats it...

When I think of "Celena," that girl from the mall... I blend the word into "Selina," the korean girl from freshman year in new york... (actually i didnt know she was nanhan till i stumbled into her room), for ppl who dont know, she was the girl that smoked alot and was very short, and sorta cute... Ray was gaga over her... When we chilled in his room, he'd grab his pillow in an embrace and coo "Se-lin-a," and he drew caricatures... she rubbed off onto me after awhile after sue... hmm... i havent seen sue online since the last time i talked to her... hmmm... I wonder if shes still doing the sex-and-the-city style of stag woman...

these damn pop-up msgs are getting to my nerves... i need to update 2000... oh wait, i know... TIM: have you heard this problems about 2000/xp with new spams through dialog boxes? whats ur opinion?! Its like yelling into the well to get an answer.... some time ago... I used to go to walmart, and if i was looking for something, I'd yell up, GOD WHERES THE TIDE DETERGENT, and then God would answer, ITS IN HOUSEWARES... so thats enough proof to me...

Went to Long Foon... i ate too much.. sadthing is ill proly go again cuz Cozensa wants to get Nam food... hopefully we won't get poisoned like we did last time b4 the Bond movie... ugh...

The Doctor's Night Guard is CRAP... I need to get a refund or exchange, cuz its CRAP... i needto sleep early... REI IS BETTER THAN ASUKA!...

Donna donna donna donna donna donna donna donna donna donna donna... isnt there a song like that...

I love STar Gate SG-1... They have a contest where you could win a walk-on role... The Fucked up thing... Not eligible in Florida and where else prohibited... and I'm like, WTF?!? Why FL... You shoot in Vancouver... your not even in States... you decided the sins of our election roll into me not getting that role? I deserve that Role... I idolize MacGuyver... This is the funniest blooper from the SG-1 Lowdown:

Scene: Sam and Jack, as they first attempt to chip off the ice from the DHD. (Sam is facing the camera, Jack has his back to the camera.)

Sam: "You spent seven years on MacGyver, and you can't figure this one out? We got belt buckles and shoe laces and a piece of gum - build a nuclear reactor, for crying out loud!"

(Jack turns toward the camera now - unfortunately, the scene is so dimly lit you can't see his expression. Crew is laughing in the background.)

"You used to be MacGyver, MacGadget, MacGimmick, now you're Mr. MacUseless!

Dear God! I'm stuck on a glacier with MacGyver!"

Sam throws herself face down on top of the DHD.

Tab said I never say anything happy... sooo...

I'm happy Jeff and dave and no one checks here anymore... even though I have tons of pictures that make them look bad (^,^) I'm happy about having a/c and cable... I'm happy about bleaching my hair... again... Oh wait, you wanted a happy happy...I'm happy im not a crazy weapon-toting psycho gal... i mean... im happy i am a speed demon, and that, in the virtual world... I can dust anyone in CTF and Detonate on MC2... Maybe, I'll have a better happy next time...

I think, after reading the first few editions of Evangelion, I like Rei more than Asuka... Rei is a quiet, self-content, girl, Rei is just a psycho byatch... I dont see what scott likes about her over the other... they're both the same anyways...

Crap I got bills...

So, everyone liked the funny cybers? I found the rest of them... Its lonnng...

May 10th 9:50 AM
Bloodninja: I lick your earlobe, and undo your watch.
Sarah19fca: mmmm, okay.
Bloodninja: I take yo pants off, grunting like a troll.
Sarah19fca: Yeah I like it rough.
Bloodninja: I smack you thick booty.
Sarah19fca: Oh yeah, that feels good.
Bloodninja: Smack, Smack, yeeeaahhh.
Bloodninja: I make some toast and eat it off your ass. Land O' Lakes butter all in your crack. Mmmm.
Sarah19fca: you like that?
Bloodninja: I peel some bananas.
Sarah19fca: Oh, what are you gonna do with those?
Bloodninja: get me peanuts. Peanuts from the ballpark.
Sarah19fca: Peanuts?
Bloodninja: Ken Griffey Jr. Yeaaaaahhh.
Sarah19fca: What are you talking about?
Bloodninja: I'm spent, I jump down into the alley and smoke a fatty. I throw rocks at the cats.
Sarah19fca: This is stupid.
Bloodninja: Stone Cold Steve Austin gives me some beer.
Bloodninja: Wanna Wrestle Stone Cold?
Bloodninja: Yeeaahhhh.
Sarah19fca: /ignore
Bloodninja: Its cool stone cold she was a bitch anyway.
Bloodninja: We get on harleys and ride into the sunset.

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Bloodninja:Wanna cyber?
DirtyKate: K, but don't tell anybody ;-)
DirtyKate: Who are you?
Bloodninja: I've got blond hair, blue eyes, I work out a lot
Bloodninja:And I have a part time job delivering for Papa John's in my Geo Storm.
DirtyKate: You sound sexy.. I bet you want me in the back of your car..
Bloodninja:Maybe some other time. You should call up Papa John's and make an order
DirtyKate: Haha! OK
DirtyKate: Hello! I'd like an extra-EXTRA large pizza just dripping with sauce.
Bloodninja:Well, first they would say, "Hello, this is Papa John's, how may I help you", then they tell you the specials, and then you would make your order. So that's an X-Large. What toppings do you want?
DirtyKate: I want everything, baby!
Bloodninja:Is this a delivery?
DirtyKate: Umm...Yes
DirtyKate: So you're bringing the pizza to my house now? Cause I'm home alone... and I think I'll take a shower...
Bloodninja:Good. It will take about fifteen minutes to cook, and then I'll drive to your house.
**pause**
DirtyKate: I'm almost finished with my shower... Hurry up!
Bloodninja:You can't hurry good pizza.
Bloodninja:I'm on my way now though
**pause**
DirtyKate: So you're at my front door now.
Bloodninja:How did you know?
Bloodninja:I knock but you can't hear me cause you're in the shower. So I let myself in, and walk inside. I put the pizza down on your coffee table.
Bloodninja:Are you ready to get nasty, baby? I'm as hot as a pizza oven
DirtyKateooohh yeah. I step out of the shower and I'm all wet and cold. Warm me up baby
Bloodninja:So you're still in the bathroom?
DirtyKate: Yeah, I'm wrapping a towel around myself.
Bloodninja:I can no longer resist the pizza. I open the box and unzip my pants with my other hand. As I penetrate the gooey cheese, I moan in ecstacy. The mushrooms and Italian sausage are rough, but the sauce is deliciously soothing. I blow my load in seconds. As you leave the bathroom, I exit through the front door....
DirtyKate: What the fuck?
DirtyKate: You perverted piece of shit
DirtyKate: Fuck

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Bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
BritneySpears14: Aight.
Bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
Bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up.
Bloodninja: Me too baby.
BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest.
Bloodninja: I cast Lvl 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
BritneySpears14: Hey...
Bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl 8 Penis of the Infinite.
BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
Bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty of the Beyondness.
BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
Bloodninja: Don't fuck with me biznitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
Bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl 2 Druid.
BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece.
Bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
Bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
Bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
Bloodninja: Baby?

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Bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.
j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
Bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.
j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
Bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
Bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
Bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They fucking charge your ass.
j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.
Bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass.
Bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
j_gurli3: thats it.
Bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
Bloodninja: Shit am I hard now.

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BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready?
eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I'm ready.
BritneySpears14: I like your music Em... Tee hee.
eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
BritneySpears14: Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you.
BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
eminemBNJA: Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: What the fuck, I told you not to message me again.
eminemBNJA: Oh Shit
BritneySpears14: I swear if you do it one more time I'm gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you fuck up.
eminemBNJA: Oh
eminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something

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sweet17: Hi
Bloodninja: hello
Bloodninja: who is this?
sweet17: just a someone?
Bloodninja: A someone I know?
sweet17: nope
Bloodninja: Then why the hell are you bothering me?
sweet17: well sorrrrrry
sweet17: I just wanted to chat with you
Bloodninja: why?
sweet17: nevermind your an jerk
Bloodninja: Hey wait a minute
sweet17: yes?
Bloodninja: look I'm sorry. I'm just a little paranoid
sweet17: paranoid?
Bloodninja: yes
sweet17: of what?
sweet17: me?
Bloodninja: No. I'm in hiding.
sweet17: LOL
Bloodninja: Don't fucking laugh at me!
Bloodninja: This shit is serious!
sweet17: What are you hiding from?
Bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: gimme a fucking break
Bloodninja: I'm serious.
sweet17: I don't get it
Bloodninja: The cops are after me.
sweet17: For what?
Bloodninja: I'm wanted in three states
sweet17: For???
Bloodninja: It's kindof embarrasing.
Bloodninja: I had sex with a turkey.
Bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You are fucking sick.
Bloodninja: Send me your picture.
sweet17: why?
Bloodninja: so I know you aren't one of them.
sweet17: One of what?
Bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: I'm not a cop i told you
Bloodninja: Then send me your picture.
sweet17: hold on
Bloodninja: Hurry up.
Bloodninja: Are you there?
Bloodninja: fuck you, cop!
sweet17: Hey sorry
sweet17: I had to do something for my mom.
Bloodninja: I thought you were trying to find a picture to send to me.
Bloodninja: When really you were notifying the authorities.
Bloodninja: Weren't you!?
sweet17: thats not it
Bloodninja: Then what?
sweet17: I don't want to send you the picture cause I'm not pretty
Bloodninja: Most cops aren't
sweet17: IM NOT A FUCKING COP YOU ASSHOLE!
Bloodninja: Then send me the picture.
sweet17: fine. What's your e-mail?
Bloodninja: Just send it through here.
sweet17: alright *PIC*
sweet17: Did you get it?
Bloodninja: Hold on. I'm looking.
sweet17: That was me back in may
sweet17: I've lost weight since then.
Bloodninja: I hope so
sweet17: what?!?
sweet17: that hurt my feelings.
Bloodninja: Did it?
sweet17: Yes. I'm not that much smaller than that now.
Bloodninja: Will it make you feel better if I send you my picture?
sweet17: yes
Bloodninja: Alright let me find it.
sweet17: kks
Bloodninja: Okay here it is. *PIC*
sweet17: this isn't you.
Bloodninja: I'll be damned if it ain't!
sweet17: You don't look like that.
Bloodninja: How the hell do you know?
sweet17: cause your profile has another picture.
Bloodninja: The profile pic is a fake.
Bloodninja: I use it to hide from the cops.
sweet17: You look like the Farm Fresh guy lol
Bloodninja: Well, you look like you ATE the Farm Fresh guy....
Bloodninja: Not to mention all the groceries.
sweet17: Go fuck yourself
Bloodninja: I was going to until I saw that picture
Bloodninja: Now my unit won't get hard for a week.
sweet17: I shouldn't have sent you that picture.
sweet17: You've done nothing but slam me.
sweet17: you hurt me.
Bloodninja: And calling me the Farm Fresh guy doesn't hurt me?
sweet17: I thought you were bullcrapping me!
Bloodninja: Why would I do that?
sweet17: I can't believe that cops are after you
Bloodninja: I can't believe Santa lets you sit on his lap..
sweet17: FUCK YOU!!!
Bloodninja: You'd break both of his legs.
sweet17: You're a fucking asshole!
sweet17: I've been teased my whole life because of my weight
sweet17: and you make fun of me when you don't even know me
Bloodninja: Ok. I'm sorry.
sweet17: No you aren't
Bloodninja: You're right. I'm not.
Bloodninja: HAARRRRR!
sweet17: I'm done with you
Bloodninja: Aww. I'm sorry.
sweet17: I'm putting you on ignore
Bloodninja: Wait a sec
Bloodninja: We got off on the wrong foot.
Bloodninja: Wanna start over?
sweet17: No
Bloodninja: I'll eat your kitty
sweet17: You'll what?
Bloodninja: You heard me.
Bloodninja: I said I'd eat your kitty.
sweet17: I thought you said you couldn't get it hard after seeing my picture
Bloodninja: Do I need a hard-on to eat your kitty?
sweet17: I'd like to know that the man eating me out is excited yes
Bloodninja: Well I'm not like most men.
Bloodninja: I get excited in different ways.
sweet17: Like what?
Bloodninja: Do you really wanna know?
sweet17: I don't know
Bloodninja: You have to tell me yes or no.
sweet17: I'm afraid to
Bloodninja: Why?
sweet17: cause
Bloodninja: cause why?
sweet17: well lets see
sweet17: you say you have sex with turkeys. You call me fat. then you wanna eat me out
sweet17: doesn't that seem strange to you?
Bloodninja: Nope
sweet17: well its strange to me
Bloodninja: Fine. I won't do it if you don't want me to
sweet17: I didn't say that
Bloodninja: So is that a yes?
sweet17: I guess so.
Bloodninja: Ok. I need your help getting excited though.
Bloodninja: Are you willing?
sweet17: What do you need me to do?
Bloodninja: I need you talk like a pirate.
sweet17: ???
Bloodninja: When I start to go limp... you say "HARRRR!!!"
Bloodninja: ok?
Bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You can't be serious
Bloodninja: Oh yes I am!
Bloodninja: It's my fantasy.
sweet17: this is retarded
Bloodninja: Do you want it or not?
sweet17: Yes I want it.
Bloodninja: Then you'll do it for me?
sweet17: sure
Bloodninja: Ok. Here we go.
Bloodninja: I gently remove your panties and being to massage your thighs.
Bloodninja: You get really juicy thinking about my tounge brushing up against them
Bloodninja: I softly begin to tounge your wet kitty.
Bloodninja: I run my tounge up and down your smooth cunt.
sweet17: mmmm yeah
Bloodninja: uh oh ...going limp.
sweet17: Har
Bloodninja: You gotta do better than that!
Bloodninja: Your picture was really bad.
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRR
Bloodninja: Ahhhh. Much better. I feel your kitty get more moist with every stroke.
Bloodninja: I softly suck on your cunt bringing it in and out of my mouth.
Bloodninja: Your juices run down my chin as your scent makes its way to my nose.
Bloodninja: I begin to feel empowered by your femininity.
sweet17: mmmmmm you are good
Bloodninja: I feel your thighs tighten as I fuck harder
Bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: HARRRRRRR
Bloodninja: Mmmm I grab your swelling buttocks in my hands.
Bloodninja: You begin to sway back and forth.
Bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: this is stupid
Bloodninja: ...still limp
Bloodninja: Do it!
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRRR
Bloodninja: I turn you around to lick your asshole.
Bloodninja: I pry apart that battleship you call your ass.
Bloodninja: I see poo nuggets hanging from the hair around your ass.
sweet17: WTF?!?!?
Bloodninja: They stink really bad.
sweet17: OMG STOP!!!
Bloodninja: I start to get fed up with your ugly ass
Bloodninja: I tear off your wooden peg leg.
Bloodninja: I ram it up your ass.
sweet17: YOURE A FUCKING PYSCHO!!
Bloodninja: Then I pour hot carmel over your head.
Bloodninja: And turn you into a fucking candy apple...
Bloodninja: I kick you in the face!
sweet17: FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!!
Bloodninja: The celluloid from your cheeks hits the side of the cabin...
Bloodninja: Your parrot flys away.
Bloodninja: ...going limp again.
Bloodninja: Hello?
Bloodninja: Say it!
Bloodninja: HAARRRRRR!!!!!
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Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!


J-Dogg: I see you in line at the supermarket. Our eyes meet.
Partner8: Who the fuck are you?
J-Dogg: I mouth the words to you, as if in slow motion:
J-Dogg: Fuck me, Fuck me.
J-Dogg: My wishes are like poetry in your eyes. We want this moment to last forever.
Partner8: OMFG are you trying to cyber me?
J-Dogg: We are like two dancers, for whom the music never stops. I Kiss the top of your hand. You are taken aback by the bulge that forms in your thigh.
Partner8: Is that like cancer?
J-Dogg: If cancer is our love, then I hope you don't have the technology of chemotherapy.
Partner8: Good one romeo.
J-Dogg: You grab the bulge that you feel. you tihink it must be taking over your mind, theres nothing else you can think of. My tubesteak to you is like a beautiful japanese haiku.
The salmon swim at night.
Towards your room.
The snow and the moon.
Partner8: that was never a haiku.
J-Dogg: To your light bulb I am the Thomas Edison of your sex. Withought my light you would be lost in a sea of darkness.
Partner8: That made even less sense than your "haiku"
J-Dogg: So you ready to fuck then?
Partner8: You unbutton my pants, spew your load at the sight of my underwear, and your spent.
J-Dogg: ...
Partner8: ?
J-Dogg: I'm spent.

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Jdogg: Hey
QT-Pie: Hey
Jdogg: whats goin on
QT-Pie: Nothing. Who are you?
Jdogg: Jdogg. Wanna cyber?
QT-Pie: what does that mean?
Jdogg: what are you wearing?
QT-Pie: T-shirt. Jeans.
Jdogg: Garter belt?
QT-Pie: Ummm...no.
Jdogg: Are we gonna cyber or not?
QT-Pie: uh, okay.
Jdogg: Sweet, I start by rubbing your ass all around. You love this.
Jdogg: You're wet already. I can smell your pussy stink from here.
QT-Pie: WHAT?!
Jdogg: I execute standing position 12 from the Kama Sutra. Passion fills the room. Your head is close to the ceiling fan.
Jdogg: You leave everything to jdogg.
Jdogg: I am completely inside of you. You are my dick puppet. I put on a little play.
QT-Pie: This is weird. I should go.
Jdogg: I drop you on the ground, and lay a stripe down your back.
QT-Pie: A stripe?
Jdogg: I need a sandwich.
QT-Pie: You're a freak.
Jdogg: I was great. You loved it.

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Partner6: So you're really a 18 yr old girl right?
J-Dogg: Yeah, J for Julie.
Partner6: So whats with the "Dogg"
J-Dogg: Uh, It's cause I'm into the latina gangs and shit. You know, rollin with tha homies and shit.
Partner6: Oh, uh ok thats cool. So you ever seen a gun?
J-Dogg: Yeah like I got 6 guns.
Partner6: Thats cool, so you wanna see my gun?
J-Dogg: hehe, of course baby.
Partner6: I pull off my pants and show you my "gun".
J-Dogg: Ohh, it's so big.
Partner6: Yeah, what you want to do?
J-Dogg: Umm, i guess stroke it or something.
Partner6: It likes that.
J-Dogg: aight.
Partner6: Keep talking to me baby...
J-Dogg: I kiss you on the mouth, hard, but then gently.
Partner6: Mmmm, daddy like.
J-Dogg: I unzip my pants...
Partner6: Yes, show me what you got.
J-Dogg: I pull out my schlong, and rub it on your breasts...
Partner6: WTF?!
J-Dogg: Oh shit, I meant, your schlong! your schlong!
Partner6: I've had it with you queers trying to cyber me, I only fuck women...
J-Dogg: Shit just don't shoot me man, I wasn't serious about the guns I have, I'm unarmed!
Partner6: You dipshit.
J-Dogg: I whimper to myself...
J-Dogg: please don't shoot me Mr.

Chew on This

When you think of the words Spike TV, what comes to your mind... really.... stop reading for a second and think about it...THINK!



Do you think of images of that peroxide laden vampire with the accent from Buffy? Do you think of volleyball? do you think of something used to drive rails into woods.... do you? do you think of anything like that? what did you think of... hope it was good... spike tv... Or maybe, out of oblivion, you thought of Spike lee...

Spike TV, aka, the New TNN, aka, the National Network,aka the old Nashville Network, was supposed to be the "new network for men only", like We and Oxy and Lifetime are for women... A new network... with a new masculine name... SPOLE... I mean... SPIKE... sounds to the point eh? so where the fuck does spike lee come off saying Spike TV is just a gross name reference to His Blackness himself? Spike Lee's Spike isnt even his real name for crying out loud... I mean... if he wants to copy right the word spike, then wed all have to add spike(c) with a copyright... The director cites sources who thought of Spike TV as the black guy... unfortunately those sources came in the name of Ed Norton and Bill Bradley, two celebrities who would think spike tv was spike lee... I mean... helo?! celibrity circles... I mean... this is the lowest of the low... you just cant think a name will refer to some guy... i mean.. Nick Nolte doesnt kick himself over Nick at Night does he? If Spike TV was going to reflect spike lee, they might as well make it the new UPN with guns and crack ho mamas and gang banging... cuz thats what I'd think if Spike Tv was for Spike Lee... him and his four wagons and a mule company... oh, and guess who his lawyer is... the famous ambulance chaser who will do any case for publicity mr Johnny "if the rod dont fit my ass, you must aquit" CockRane... two black guys taking on a corp of white guys... and the judge on duty should be committed... stupid judges...

Ran into Franka today at Tyrone... didn't realize that shes sorta cute... sorta, in the ditzy 38 type of gurl... sorta... oh, i got moms thing finished... mailed... but i cant deliver on the espesso machine.. crappy thing...

I really am thinking about a TiVo, or how my roomate made a computer linux box that can record tv... i want one of those things....

Citrus Park TC has Buckle... Im going to hunt my shirt down... oh.. got to think about how to bild my pc... they have 160 gb drives now... woohoo...i need broadband...

I wonder what donna is doing right now... (dream)

Ok, lets review a couple days...

There is only one way to effectively communicate with mother when she is yelling at you.... yell back... for years, whenever mom raised her voice i would just sit tight and not say anything... usually cuz i didnt have a good rebuttal that was teamed with counterevidence... but after today, when i had medial support with me, i got fed up and just yelled back... and that effectively brought mom's voice level down... i dont think she wants to lose another son from over yelling...

On the highway back down to Tampa, i saw a convoy of military vehicles driving down with me... mostly humvees, and trucks... but this is sort of the first time i seen this phenomenon right b4... its sort of interesting, seeing how the military has to use the interstate just like us... and also, there were convoys going the other direction... i dont know if i was able to see inside for sure... but i couldve sworn they were all shipping tables and chairs...

Did you know there is a Cracker Barrel in Gainesville? Did you know there is a Melting Pot in St. Pete?

Mom wants me to visit Tim's GameDomain... not like Tim would be adamant at letting me see how his store ops anyways.

Chk This out... Mom buys two Ultimate Chopper(see web) with blender attachments, and four extra bowls... with lids... SOOOO, after bitching... mom gets 5 ultimate choppers with 3 blenders, 4 juicers, 16 bowls with 4 lids and 5 miracle Blade III's for the price of the former... isnt that sweet? i have more stuff to sell on Ebay... heehee

I am selling off tons of stuff on ebay... A D-3 Black Digivice, a MZ-R50, MZ-N1, Pokemon Edition GBC, TI-85, TI-86, and lots of choppers, and a Palm 3 and 5, to name a few... any taker? leave a cmt with a large offer, and ill see about it...

Oh one more thing... as I type this... Ive been

Someone named Johnny

I wanna be like Richard Dean Anderson, the guy who was MacGuyver... Hes really funny off camera... always wanting improv on his show... his theme song for his phone is the clown song... how cool is that.. .... so that selina or clare girl is already Xed out said tman... oh well... i was just looking... thats what guys always do... did I mention i don't like white people as much anymore... let me specify... i dont like redneck/trailertrash/jock/drunk/ignorant/degenerate/racist white people... this is just a reciprocation of all those times the white man has tried to put me down... i still have good friends who aren't petty slurring bigots, but still, the rest of them, i wish i had a gun permit, and a Deagle. Prolly leaving saturday... maybe ill be back next semester to visit... i might help my buddies start a game cafe in oldsmar... if you love gaming, and want to trashtalk your friends in the same room while you game, you can come here...

I really need to get my tape recorder again... so many thoughts i want to put onto the post, but when its time, i can't remember what they were... oh yeah... guys that pine over girls but end up with nothing are hopeless (i count myself as that one), but guys that keep going after many seasons to no avail, hoping for a break in the clouds, those are the ones to pity and help...

i spent 6.31 on a game im only going to play for two days?!?!?!?!

Damn, did nothing today... when i think of chevron, I used to think of the gas station, but i think they are gone from existence arnt they... now when i hear chevron(s), i think of the things that lock the symbols for the StarGate... Mom left for tw, mom wants me to get an espesso machine... i dont like those things too well... mom wants one cuz bro has one... i need to get a temp decal... hmm... gtg sleep earlier

The girl from the picture

I was at the mall with angela or somethone getting clothes for me because I need clothes, clothes to replace my precious blue shirt that was lost in a freak launder accident... incidentally, i did find the right shit, juist the wrong color... orangy.... i dont know i i bought it now... but anyways, in the mall... saw this girl... didnt know who she was... but i seen her face b4... it took like a whole minute of thinking (straining actually) and i figured out it was Tim V's ex-girlfirend... C|_41|23. How I know is shes the girl in Tim;s graduation picture... I'm most sure of it... (I got the picture when i told tim I saw this cute girl on a bus route and from my description he thought it was her)... well, the real life view of this girl matches up with the one in the black dress in the photo... so, I'm going to say, DaYaMN

Mom's heading back to tw. parental restrictions are reduced to minimal levels...

New strong bad email, and marzipan answering machine... I didnt go to lunch with liz and annie... I didnt feel like it... not lunch time, much too early, id more for dinner... so its their fault... yup... dont blame me.

Midnight club II is awesome... its really for the racer fans...

IF ANYONE THINKS THE THURSDAY EDITION WITH THE FUNNY CYBERS WAS AWESOME, LEAVE A COMMENT CUZ I WANT TO SEE WHO DIED FROM LAUGHTER!

Its been, one week since you looked at me... (musical interlude stops)

Ive been here all week in gainesville, and i havent done much here, mostly play games till my brain bleeds from overdose... mostly from R6: Raven Shield, for a couple days; then EtMatrix. Can you believe I beat the matrix game in 6 hours? well, 12 hours for both characters... but i never get tired of kicking ppls ass and shooting guns... its not sick its fun... whats sick is scott getting jizzed from flying around like superman going,"whoohoo, you all going to die... Im GOD." Its weird... We rented Midnight Club II and Tenchu:WoH... right now, the Cowfungus duo are stuck doing Co-op trying to do Boss Survival... which is sick, cuz theyve been going at it for at least 1.5 hrs so far... and they dont get past level 2... sad...

I've had some weird couple dreams... first was friday, cuz i was going to eat with liz and annie, but i didnt bother to wake up since i played matrix till 830am... so my dream consists of liz's bf calling me and goin, "WTF man, you were supposed to eat lunch with liz and you left her at the library? you sick fuck..." something like that... course then i laughed and said, something in L337 ... the other dream was basically SG-1 related... which was probably a direct result of me waiting for the Stargate season premier... and it did not dissappoint me... even the Behind the Scenes was funny... I cant wait for the remade Battlestar Galactica...

Dyslexic or ADD or ADHD

I think I'm dyslexic... or ADHD... or something... lately and recently, I have alot of problems talking... I mess up words like codammer instead of commander, among other things... but i do this often... even when I'm not talking at warp speed like a cheerleader on speed... also, sometimes my slurring of words turns into a subtle chinese accent... so my question is, am i dying? Then phongus says its easier to get adderall/ritalin from overseas w/o a perscription, so im going to ask mom to get me a ton of it...

Speaking of mom... I swear, shes still crazy, for my mom... Mom bought 2 ultimate choppers... Ultimate Choppers are those blenders you see on Infomercials... the thing that can puree concrete, endorsed by chef tony, endorser of the Miracle blade...anyways, mom did her std complain/bitch to the company for minute things (this is where I get half my frugality and bitchiness to things not in my control realm), and now there are 5 choppers that were shipped to the house... so apparently we got a few free ones... mom also bought me 7-9 pairs of pants on sale from a liquidating golf shop, but mom hasnt measured me so she got W32 instead of W34s, and none of the 32's fit, and there was an incident btwn mom and the owner's son (who doesnt know mom as well)... so i had to exchange the pants, and apparently its easier with the father, because he admires my mom alot more than the son, probably because hes crazy too... course hes like 66... and he flounds money when he wants, like 34 grand for a harp.. (wtf) ... oh yeah, mom bought an espresso machine, but she can't take that back with her, so shes sending it to me... I dont even like espesso.. moooom... My mom is a mix btwn calvin (and hobbes) mom and malcom's mom...

its fathers day, call your dads, or be like me, and send a card instead of calling...

CYBERSEX GONE RONG

When I had the old computer, like the old win95 or win3x ones, I didn’t like AOL, because they rape you up the ass... so I was into a local BBS named Black Hole BBS... among Twars and Black Hole (the game, I think), there was always stupid chat... and stupid cybering... course, when ur 13, whadaya know anyways... My steady partner on the bbs was Kitty-something, who seemed to like to frequent these fake events of consummation. When whois’d on her, her name was nell... and it just so happens that a year later, (after done with the bbs) a girl on my summer school bus was nell who went by the s/n Kitty-something... sooo, I found the face to match the name... and it wasn’t too bad either.... but anyways, that’s nothing compared to these

bloodninja Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
BritneySpears14 Aight.
bloodninja Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
BritneySpears14 I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14 Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja Me too baby.
BritneySpears14 I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
BritneySpears14 Hey...
bloodninja I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite.
BritneySpears14 Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
BritneySpears14 You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja Don't f*ck with me bitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid.
BritneySpears14 Don't ever message me again you piece of shit.
bloodninja Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
bloodninja Baby?

"Yeah it was pretty sweet. "
"This one was good. "

bloodninja Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.
j_gurli3 thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
bloodninja A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
j_gurli3 haha, ok lets go.
j_gurli3 i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
bloodninja I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
j_gurli3 haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
j_gurli3 i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
bloodninja Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
j_gurli3 No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
bloodninja Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass.
j_gurli3 stop, cmon be serious.
bloodninja It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass.
bloodninja I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
j_gurli3 thats it.
bloodninja Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
bloodninja Goddam am I hard now. "

"Ew this chick was nasty. Yeeeeaah.

bloodninja Wanna cyber?
Katie_007 Sure, you into vegetables?
bloodninja What like gardening an shit?
Katie_007 Yeah, something like that.
bloodninja Nothing turns me on more, check this out:
bloodninja You bend over to harvest your radishes.
(pause)
Katie_007 is that it?
bloodninja You water your tomato patch.
bloodninja Are you ready for my fresh produce?
Katie_007 I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me?
(pause)
bloodninja I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... sexily.
bloodninja I ride your buttocks like they were amber waves of grains.
Katie_007 Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis.
bloodninja my zucchinis carresses your carrots.
bloodninja Damn baby you're right, this shit is HOTT.
Katie_007 ...
bloodninja My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love.
Katie_007 What the f*ck is this madlibs? I'm outta here.
bloodninja Yeah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. Bitch.
Katie_007 whatever. "

"This kinda sucked.

BritneySpears14 Ok, are you ready?
eminemBNJA Aight, yeah I'm ready.
BritneySpears14 I like your music Em... Tee hee.
eminemBNJA huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
BritneySpears14 Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you.
BritneySpears14 I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
eminemBNJA Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14 What the f*ck, I told you not to message me again.
eminemBNJA Oh shit
BritneySpears14 I swear if you do it one more time I'm gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you f*ck up.
eminemBNJA Oh shit
eminemBNJA damn I gotta write down your names or something "

COMPLETE OWNAGE UNTO ME

This is me.... Now this is me with a sore wrist from writing alot of shit.... (you should be imaginingthis... but not imagining morethan what i make u imagine)... this is me getting pounded in the ass by the lsats... this is me laughing myself to death over funny cybers....

Scotts internet is down so i cant post until he gets unbanned from all the malicious d/l he does... in any event... im alive... and my taint hurts... I'll brb soon... EVERYONE CALL ME... LETS HIT THE BAR FOR SOME GUINESS AR YA

First Off, Jillian Barbari (xtreme dating, Good day live) is a crazy ass blonde...Second... Soap operas are evil... they corrupt young girls' minds at a very young age, proof is this girl i knew and we were in 4th grade, and after she gets home from school, she watches the ABC soaps... 4th grade!!! there are other better things to watch than that, lik cartoons... but yeah, soaps give girls a crazy view of the world, where stories need months to fill in a week of dialogue. I bet the tme space reality of a soap is shorter than real life... maybe like 100 days instead of 365...

If you dont see me online, i went gungho and am refraining from posting until i can get past the slats. ok?

Fake ass eprops go to vicky (vickie i meant, since i guess it goes with louie) for calling for the non apparent reason of seeing if my cell phone number is indeed cool... like who else has a cell number that has 1000 in it... tell me... muahhah... gtg... im really slow in arguements section so i have to tweak my skills..

I bought the last ten LSAT exams... ill prolly be done with them in august... anyone want them, contact me... $$$$$... otherwise they go back to ebay

Eugene FotoShoot

Tuesday, Fluency of Language

We really don't have enemies. It's just that some of our best friends are trying to kill us.

"The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
"A friend is one who walks in when others walk out."
--Walter Winchell

I know hundreds of alumni, friends, acquaintences in my known 19 years of percepual life. That said, the past two years of making people's acquaintences is no different... alot are nice, many are caring, some are jerkoffs, and a few are real retards.

Make that fcuktards

the fcuktards are by far the most useless ones in every other daylife. most of the dialogue spent between all parties consists of petty insults and inane mocking. (this is completely different from a real longterm friendship, or the relationship that TAS LA ppl have of each other). Though most of the time, they can be complete asses, its the times when you need help that they can come provide that assistance... most of them... and if the situation is dire... otherwise, the day is spent over phones and im windows belittling each other (actually its just me against the viet the honkie and the tw, who make up teen girl squad, the debbies ((See Oblongs))) and staying at someones house playing brain sapping games... Oh well, guess you pick those you become... I'm so going to be a fcuktard if im exposed anymore.

I am seriously over the weight limit... i can barely get into 32's... so, starting today... new regiment... one slurpee every other day, attempt running around the airpark, crunches after running... use the weights to keep myself in check... that should stave me off till i hit the treadmill at swrc when i get back...

Oh, check out the v705 from samsung... I used to be all for nothing but a nokia 7250 (or 7210) but i actually got impressed by the camera and sleekness of the v705... it looks nice..(work on the flip thing) and the rez for the camera is better than that huge honking nokia one with the fucked up digit config... yeah... i might have to look for that...

I'm also thinking about getting a R/C gas nitro... (i always wanted one) but its pricey, even the ones from ebay...

Gonna have to get back to borders at tyrone... ooh and get to spencer's, they have good stupid gifts for ppl, not like id get any for anyone.. well, maybe food for scott... hes a huge cow.

Mantra: I will not let phong's abuse of my known infatuasians irk me, as i will try to refrain from my abuse of power too (isnt that wat troi and him used to do? right? troi told me that one time)

Oh yeah, one last thing... going to see finding nemo... with jon, this movie was a big hit... way too many kids... way too many hot moms with kids... really... and they all look 20ish... like they are still in college... me and jon sat almost in the back at woodlands, so we see all these kids and these women who are obbbviously not the sister... no way in hell... that goes to show the image of childrened moms are not the image of our parents, but acutally ppl our age, and you can't tell how old they are, but at least they're younger than Friends stars... my point proven with that mom and child at tyrone... she couldve ben a bucs cheerleader rookie, or someperson at JC, and has some 2 year old....scary... maybe thats how guys get scared when they hear a woman has kids... scary..."you?! kids?! noooo.. can't be!... Disco Stu, back away, back away."

Happy birthday's to Anne and annie... oh and vicky... i saw that episide of NG on MSNBC with lisa ling riding around China and taggin around with yao ming... I want my autograph!!! I'll call you laterz... oh and jims... wher are you!!! Lisa ling is alright... maybe she could thin out the edges of her eyebrows...

HIN next weekend... im thinking about it!!!

The Good Son

I'm completely relating to that movie with the Home Alone kid

Dad called me all day friday, i returned his phone call at night and he wanted to go to lunch on saturday at twelve... so i wake up on saturday... at twelve, shower, get on the road by one, my phone beeps, and i got two voice mails, (no missed calls)... listen to the msgs, think dads getting pissed off or aggrivated, so call back asap, head to a chinese buffet in north county... In the future I'll be more punctual to dad, "try" being the definitive word. What the hell do you talk with your dad, besides shooting the breeze... basically small talk... in my perception, dad doesnt know im taking the lsats or am pursuing law. ill just help dad, just like i help mom, but im pretty much done ferrying this job of being the vine of information for either party about what the other is doing. My family is unlike any of you. I think my brother may have had that right mind that we won't find real serenity till we hit 30, because of the family. I mean, he's almost 30, he isnt married or anything... now hes going to have a real life with a permanent job. then he'll turn thirty. god, I swear, I could be perfect for RealWorld/RoadRules... I think i can make it so my life, perceptually in the eyes of mtv, is shoddy, but i keep semi-composed, but am really unstable... I mean... looking at the RW marathon... I am so in there... all i need is one of those Alton/Steven physique ... (oh, to finish off this paragrah, lunch was alright, ran into Tim Chen, peters brother. weird)

Did you see the cast for the new real world? did you check the girl from Vegas, christina? Its so funny. "not every girl from vegas is a dancer or stripper.... its so hard being high-maintenance.... yes, I did have a boob job." The weird thing is, when i see the previews of the girl, im reminded of that other girl i know who had larger twins... you know the other roomates in paris are going to try to get all in her... but dayamn, there is nothing wrong with surgery, if you have the money... i mean, plastic surgery is just like trickin up ur car, but for your body... braces are elective surgery... yadda yadda... QED plastic surgery, sure... watever makes more men drool. hey, i want laser resurfacing, and lasik-type, thats all...

Still, I think I could make a good Cast member for RW/RR... either show would be good... for RR, I'd travel, and take part in all thse missions that would challenge my skills. If I was in RW, I could drink alot, have a job, live somwhere for 6 months, find lots of hot women... etc... and.. i have the qualifications... you want shady, thats me, you want unstable, thats me, you want somone who could have problems with other family members... hell yeahz... I am all up for that on the RW side... and come to think of it, whens the last time you seen a cast member who was chinese and a guy... never, i might add... but nooo, they can put in a huge black guy in RR, dammit... i wanna be the token member. (SUPPORT JON FOR THE NEXT RR/RW CASTING)

I learned a new word from the rugrats: Emo... look it up.

Finding Nemo is AWESOME... go watch it, its pretty heart warming... (FYI: all HSX ppl, go invest in THE INCREDIBLES, the next pixar movie... and spy kids 3 (spy kids 3 is in mofo 3D, you cant miss that)

Sentimentality

I have it, and it shows.

I lost a very good shirt in the last laundry load. it was a blue button shirt that was picked out by jenny... yeah, same jeny, we stil havent started talkin again, but this was way b4, like fall... i lyke this shirt, really lyke... its one of those rare shirts in my arsenal that ISNT made out of cotton... is mostly rayon and poly... feels nice, i liked the shirt... so i wore it to school tuesday... take it off back home.... "wtf?" there are bleach stains everywhere... its like someone massacred the shirt, and it bleeds white... argh... i like this shirt better than the other shirt picked out that day... cuz i lyke blue... soo... casualty of the fashion world... ill have to pull out the m-clip and get more duds. man... i want dubs... I want to go to parie

mom leaves tuesday, thats a mixed blessing