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2003 27 January :: 1.44 am
:: Mood: blah
:: Music: The printer..fun stuff.
Hey Nancy's having a PARTY.
Yeah, that's right. On February 14th, also known as Valentine's Day also known as Saugus Formal Day also known as Jennifer's birthday, my sister and I will be hosting an ANTI-FORMAL // ANTI-VALENTINE'S DAY PARTY (not anti-jennifer's birthday though). So! If you would like to come, then let us know..and bring something. Like..food and that stuff. Yes. Indeed.
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2003 26 January :: 1.03 pm
:: Mood: really freaking aggravated
:: Music: "Swing Swing" +All-American Rejects+
RAHHHH. *hiss*
There's something that really makes me mad. Well heh..actually a lot of things, but this is the killer. Okay, hypothetical situation: You are with two friends, and all three of you get along fairly well. So one friend starts talking to the other friend, and they say something along the lines of, "Hey, you're still coming to my house for that mini-party we're going to have, right?" and you are obviously NOT invited, and you're standing right there.
Ever been in those kind of situations? Yeah..you know what I'm talking about. That really makes me wonder about how people were brought up..I know that I've always been told never to discuss things around people who aren't involved, such as, say, parties and the like. But I guess some people's parents and mentors never took the liberty to teach them that little skill that most polite humans possess. The problem could be that they just aren't polite..but the people I'm talking about actually are..for the most part. I've hung out with them before, but still. It seems like every time I'm with them, they bring up some plan that doesn't concern me. And you thought that was bad enough..but no! Wait! There's MORE! One of these unnamed offender's parents committed the EXACT SAME CRIME (because to me, it's a slappable offense). Okay, pardon me, but I thought adults were supposed to be the responsible and all-knowing ones that are supposed to set the example for the youth of today. Yeah sure, some of them aren't, but the one I'm referring to is a respectable person for the most part. So whatever happened to that thing called tact? Well, as Brand New says..
"Is that what you call tact? You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back."
Right on.
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2003 25 January :: 9.16 pm
:: Mood: listless
:: Music: Some random Mornington thing.
What's with me always posting things I didn't write. Sheesh.
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover, and my penis was missing again. This happens all the time..it's detachable. This comes in handy a lot of the time: I can leave it home when I think it's going to get me in trouble, or I can rent it out when I don't need it. But now and then I go to a party, get drunk, and the next morning I can't for the life of me remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment and I couldn't find it, so I called up the place where the party was. They hadn't seen it either. I asked them to check the medicine cabinet, because for some reason I leave it there sometimes..but not this time. So I told them if it pops up to let me know. I called some other people from the party but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate. I really don't like being without my penis for too long. It makes me feel like less of a man, and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house and calling everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very depressed. So I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast. Then as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's place where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven. Some guy was selling it. He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen. I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on.
I was happy again. Complete. People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but, I don't know. Even though it's sometimes a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis.
Very funny song. Go download it..or something. It's called "Detachable Penis" by The Dead Milkmen.
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2003 20 January :: 10.34 pm
:: Mood: humoured
:: Music: "Uncle Harry" +The Living End+
Silly children.
This is quite a humerous conversation between my sister (MUERTAmisDESEOS) and Micah (MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0). They're silly.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:26:47 PM): Hay.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:26:53 PM): hello
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:26:59 PM): What's up?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:27:14 PM): nothing really
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:27:15 PM): u?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:27:33 PM): I'm waiting for this stupid page to load and then I can go to bed.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:27:44 PM): what page
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:28:02 PM): Oh this website.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:28:14 PM): oh that tells alot
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:28:28 PM): I know.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:28:31 PM): I know you want to know.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:28:36 PM): But I can't let you.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:28:40 PM): why is that
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:28:53 PM): is it your dirty little secret
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:29:01 PM): Oh if only you knew.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:29:17 PM): well i dont want to know
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:29:33 PM): i didnt care in the first place
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:29:33 PM): Then why'd you ask?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:29:45 PM): oh you know
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:30:09 PM): Actually I do. I know a lot more than you think.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:30:21 PM): oh i know
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:30:35 PM): What?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:30:42 PM): i know
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:31:14 PM): WHY IS IT TAKING SO LONG
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:31:33 PM): i know
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:32:14 PM): Well then tell me.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:32:18 PM): And make it hurry up.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:32:31 PM): i know you want to know.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:32:36 PM): but i cant tell you.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:33:28 PM): Well fine I didn't want to know.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:33:35 PM): oh if only you knew.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:33:53 PM): I didn't care in the first place.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:34:09 PM): well then why'd you ask?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:34:14 PM): I know.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:34:30 PM): no you dont
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:34:40 PM): But I do.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:34:51 PM): then why'd you ask?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:34:58 PM): I didn't ask anything.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:35:16 PM): liar
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:35:24 PM): When did I ask anything?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:35:36 PM): MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:32:17 PM): Well then tell me.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:35:46 PM): That's not a question.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:36:01 PM): tis in essence
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:36:27 PM): If I had said "can you tell me?" it would be a question. I demanded you to tell me. Which you didn't.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:37:02 PM): a search for knowledge requires a issue in question.
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:37:11 PM): A issue?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:37:27 PM): correct
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:37:49 PM): MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:27:37 PM): I'm waiting for this stupid page to load
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:38:24 PM): So if it is a issue, which technically doesn't exist, then the thing in question doesn't really exist, therefore making me never have questioned anything.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:39:14 PM): but it does exist, meaning the question does exist, therefore making you questioning it when you wanted to know what it was
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:39:40 PM): But what makes it exist? A issue can never exist.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:40:01 PM): can it not?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:40:06 PM): It never did.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:40:19 PM): answer the question
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:40:27 PM): Which?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:40:27 PM): can an issue exist?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:40:41 PM): Yes. It can. A issue can never exist.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:40:54 PM): is that so?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:41:05 PM): I've never encountered a issue.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:41:29 PM): i can prove that wrong
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:41:37 PM): Go for it.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:44:08 PM): Main Entry: 1is·sue b : a vital or unsettled matter
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:44:30 PM): tell me now youve never had an unsettled matter
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:44:37 PM): So tell me Micah, what is the correct article listed for issue?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:45:01 PM): i dont understand your incompetent language
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:45:28 PM): Article is incompetent?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:45:40 PM): What is incompetent about what I said?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:45:45 PM): everything
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:45:48 PM): you make no sense
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:46:18 PM): "a issue" and this does?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:46:54 PM): your issue was the page was taking too long to load while you wanted to go to bed
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:46:56 PM): it was unsettled
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:47:23 PM): it still may be unsettled, you dont know why it took/is taking so long for the page to load
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:48:02 PM): MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:37:02 PM): a search for knowledge requires a issue in question.
Your usage of articles in this clause is incorrect.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:48:51 PM): shutup you fool, do not try to change the subject because you are wrong and no longer have an argument
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:49:27 PM): THAT'S WHAT THIS WHOLE ARGUMENT WAS REVOLVED AROUND.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:49:38 PM): excuse me?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:49:46 PM): I'm not changing the subject.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:49:52 PM): MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:41:08 PM): I've never encountered a issue.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:49:55 PM): that was the argument
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:50:37 PM): The issue in question was in fact that you incorrectly used an article when trying to prove your point, which resulted in my confusion and trying to clear up your mistake so that I could understand and make a valid point.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:51:35 PM): but you confused me by changing the subject out of nowhere with MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:44:40 PM): So tell me Micah, what is the correct article listed for issue?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:51:43 PM): oh and MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:41:08 PM): I've never encountered a issue.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:51:51 PM): wheres the correct article there huh?
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:52:08 PM): Okay...simple question: Do you know what an article is?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:52:16 PM): yes
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:52:40 PM): Exactly, you can't see the correct article in my previous statements because there wasn't one, a issue can truthfully never exist.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:53:05 PM): the correct article is "an" instead of "a"
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:53:38 PM): Yes. Very good. If only you knew that here:
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:37:02 PM): a search for knowledge requires a issue in question.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:53:44 PM): so your saying an unsettle matter can never exist
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:54:24 PM): exactly, i was pointing out the hypocracy of you bringing up MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:44:40 PM): So tell me Micah, what is the correct article listed for issue? when you yourself used the incorrect article for issue
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:55:06 PM): Because I was trying to get you to see the error of your ways, which clearly you couldn't see because then we wouldn't be where we are now! Would we??
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:56:30 PM): oh and im supposed to beleive that
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:56:40 PM): that you intentionally used the incorrect article
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:57:00 PM): Yes, because it's the truth. When have I lied to you? OR used an incorrect article?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:57:03 PM): well maybe i intentionally did that to see if you would notice
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:57:15 PM): Well...I did.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:57:24 PM): well good job
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:57:49 PM): Yes. Gold star.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:58:33 PM): maybe i noticed my error or your error and just maybe i dont really give a crap to fix it because it doesnt matter
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:59:08 PM): Good job. So if you don't really give a crap, then don't get all pissed off.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:59:20 PM): who said i was pissed off
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:59:26 PM): im not the one who used caps
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:59:36 PM): The tone of your words implied it.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:59:40 PM): im just proving a valid point here
MUERTAmisDESEOS (9:59:55 PM): The point being...don't give a crap when you make mistakes?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (9:59:58 PM): the tone is necessary to convince
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:00:11 PM): yes...when the mistakes dont matter
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:00:27 PM): if i was writing an essay, i'd give a crap
MUERTAmisDESEOS (10:00:29 PM): What defines if it matters?
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:00:35 PM): oh shutup
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:00:50 PM): i dont want to define any more stuff
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:01:03 PM): or start more arguments
MUERTAmisDESEOS (10:01:03 PM): Okay. I'm still waiting for this page to load.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:01:07 PM): hahaha
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:01:15 PM): maybe its....down
MUERTAmisDESEOS (10:01:46 PM): Maybe the world is in a conspiracy against me.
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:02:02 PM): or actually, it must be a flash oriented website because that could have alot of stuff on it to load like sounds and stuff and it could be on a really slow crappy server
MbH 9 9 9 0 0 0 (10:02:21 PM): there is my freakin answer to your demand
I would remove the timestamp..but I'm lazy. But not too lazy to go through and make everything Celia said bold. Right.
I figured out that the creepiest words ever were: "There's something out there." *points to window* Now THAT'S creepy.
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2003 19 January :: 7.36 pm
:: Music: "Rudy Cholo" +Manic Hispanic+
Micah is rad.
Heh..funny how I didn't write this post. Or the last one. And they were both posted within half an hour of each other. Oh well!
"Avril Lavigne - Let Go
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Sum 41 - Does This Look Infected?
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New Found Glory - Sticks And Stones
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Boxcar Racer - Boxcar Racer
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Simple Plan - No Pads, No Helmets, Just Balls
Mall punk was everywhere in 2002. Thanks to Blink 182, we have 7,892 cute and cuddly bands whose music videos look like Saved By The Bell episodes. Silly, cute, safe, and goofy good times for the entire family! With Hot Topic accessories no less! Punk Ruuulez! These bands are the reason that punk is deader than Sid Vicious."
Points to Micah for this wonderful piece of writing.
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2003 19 January :: 7.07 pm
:: Mood: crooked
:: Music: "I'm Real" +The Starting Line+
A funny little story.
Corduroy Pants do the Happenstance Dance
by Paul Tadich
Molly Creole, the head janitor at Rolled Metal Corporation headquarters in downtown Detriot, MI, was finishing up her shift on the building's fourteenth floor one Friday evening when she heard a strange sound coming from the garbage chute.
Now, most office towers have manual waste collection systems, but Rolled Metal's edifice was equipped with an apartment complex-style garbage chute. Basically, any worker in the building was free to walk over to the chute whenever they liked and dump whatever crap they wanted to into it. A recruiting brochure in the building's human resources department promoted this fact to potential employees. It featured a glossy photograph of a young man in a striped tie dropping an old typewriter and some mouldy gumbo down the chute. The text above his head, printed in giant, 48-point Helvetica, read: "Rolled Metal Corporation... Let's Dump Some Crap!" The man on the brochure was smiling.
But Molly was concerned. She had heard stories about strange noises emanating from the chute from other staff. Bruno, the carpet cleaner, had told her the week before in the break room that a family of four-headed possums lived in there. She had also heard a rumour that the National Film Board of Canada had a secret office in the chute, nestled between the 19th and 18th floors. This bothered her most of all – there was something about wildlife documentaries that unsettled her.
She grabbed a broken mop handle from the janitor's closet and went over to the chute to investigate. As she neared the squat metal door that opened into it, the squeaking noise intensified. Scared, she bellowed down it: "Who goes there?"
"It's me!" shouted Bil Keane, the author of The Family Circus, the world's most endearing comic strip. "I'm just finishing this week's strip!" he said.
"Oh!" shouted Molly, relieved. "Carry on, then!"
"Will do!" shouted Bil. He went back to work.
"Bye!" said Molly.
Thank you The Daily Nonsense.
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2003 15 January :: 7.23 pm
:: Mood: annoyed
:: Music: Nothing.
I hate little sisters.
I'm sitting here typing up my biology homework when my little sister comes in and goes immediately over to the dog.
"HI ROCKO!!!!! I wuv you puppy, I wuv you I wuv you..oh my gosh!! Did you put cimmanim on your head?!?! Oh, you did!!! It smells so GOOD, boy!!! Oh Rocko I wuv you!!!!!!"
"Marjorie..it's cinnamin. Not 'cimmanim.'"
"Well, I say it that way! So there!"
"Marjorie..that way is stupid and wrong. You're dumb."
"I don't care! I LIKE it that way! Cimmanim cimmanim cimmanim!!!!"
"Idiot."
So then she sticks her tongue out at me. How much more juvenile can you get. Honestly.
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2003 14 January :: 5.56 pm
:: Mood: cynical
:: Music: "Analog Boy" +Rx Bandits+
Hey Americans.
Go read something useful: click.
And this too: click.
I laugh at you and throw hot peppers on your face.
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2003 8 January :: 3.38 am
:: Mood: uncomfortable
:: Music: "London Calling" +The Clash+
Why do I only update early in the morning?
Honestly, I do.
I made a really rad shirt today. On the front it says, "RED WHITE AND BRAINWASHED" with the red in red, the white in white, and the brainwashed in this cool font. And then on the back, it has a fairly large American flag that is upside down, and underneath it, it says "ANTI-FLAG"
It's cool. I like it.
I have a soccer game tomorrow..fun. I guess. Actually it's today. Heh. Well, anyways. This is boring and pointless.
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2003 6 January :: 3.42 am
:: Mood: melancholy
:: Music: "Get" +Rx Bandits+
Those bandits..sheesh.
I just filled out a stupidly long survey. If you're cool, you'll get it. If not..oh well.
Today I went to see Catch Me If You Can with Kelly, which was quite good. I want to be that boy.
Why is there never any news over break? I guess it's because school means drama, and drama means news. Oh well, less updates for you!
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