Friday, August 29, 2003

This was included in the reply to an E-mail of a person who cares about me...

But really, I think that college is turning me into an "adult." it really pisses me off, because that is the last thing that I want. I feel like as I walk down the animated street of adolescence I’m being pulled through the manhole of maturity by a bunch of ogres (I mean professors). But I just pull out the plastic ninja sword of childishness and stab them in the eye. I then utter the only thing that I truly know; a single phrase that has kept me from falling deep into the manhole of long days at the office and mid-life crises; the words that every child holds deep in their heart: " I don’t wanna grow up, I’m a toys-r-us kid." With a scowl, they turn their ugly heads, release their claws from my pants and slink back into the sewer of adulthood, looking back only to cringe from my pretentious magnificence beating down upon their faces. that’s kinda what college is like.

Thursday, August 28, 2003

so, this is my "life on a page". and to awnser your question, marcie, that is my phone number. if you have no idea what i just said, than your name is not marcie and you should have just skipped it. Anyway, i want to start a question/ answer session. so You just e-mail me your questions, and i will try to awnser them. well, college is reallly hard and the only reason why i write so much here is this is my only 10 minutes of my day not spent studying, schooling, or attending fraternity affiliated activities, and i want to spend that 10 minutes venting, and sharing my problems, epiffanys, and brain juice with you...
but really, if you want to make me look stupid, than e-mail me a really hard question, and i will attempt to awnser it. NO QUESTIONS WILL BE LEFT UNAWNSERED! ( click the word (comments?) below this to e-mail me. )

Wednesday, August 27, 2003

Right now i have this really sick feeling in my gut because of the fact that the only person i know that actually looks at/has looked at this blog is colin. Not that i have anything against colin, (his fashion sense is way ahead of the crowd, not to mention that his beak really turns me on.) but i feeel like i am writing this to myself. well, the thing that really keeps me going is the fact that I, in spite of others opinions, swam all the way across the swimming pool underwater without taking a breath. That takes a lot of self control you know; like not giving somone a wedgie who has his undies hanging out and really deserves it because he just threw a needle-tipped dart at you and it stuck into your flesh. I had to tell myself, "just keep swimming..." about 200 times so i could make it across. In spite of everything that i have learned in this lifetime, i think what i learned today about pushing myself past the psycological limits ranks up there pretty high; right below 'never piss into the wind'.
ok ok, first of all i want to get this out of my system- i have 17 pet hamsters and they all will be fed to the biggest chinchilla in the universe.
[that felt good]
but the real reason for me doing anything at all is for the love of my life. i think all of the obsessing and the drooling came at a very young age with the sole reason being this girl- i dont think i have stopped drooling completley. [ever!] but she is totally hot and she is the awsomest girl in the universe and the only reason for me not being a heap of lifless matter is because of her smile and her eyes.
list of things that come to my head as i type really fast and try to think of things:
bottle
fan blade
pencil sharpener
screwdriver
nail
bed
doorknob
gorb
trail mix
fruit salad
plum pie
geronimo!
lots of staples
and the final thing on my list of things is the typewriter.
i wish typewriters could hook up to the internet...
i will invent it.

Sunday, August 24, 2003

im trying to start a new blog with all my buddies and continue the "useless facts" and "word of the day" and "list of marsupials", but it is just not working out yet. everyone is too lazy. it is at www.thumbsandcrumbs.blogspot.com