• 30Mar 08

  I'm back!!!

  Yeah it's true. I've pulled myself away from gorillas, Italian plumbers, dinosaurs, really big turtles, and parka-wearing mountain climber kids beating the crap out of each other. But seriously, according to the time log on my wii, the first full day I had smash bros, I played it for 15 hours. That's from like 1:00am-2:30am then from about 8:30am-11:59pm, with about an hour for meals. Yep, I did that.
  
  Anyway, now I'm having like a self-induced high. Everything is funny to me and I have this constant smile like the one on my music appreciation prof's face whenever he listens to opera. Hehe, now I'm laughing like crazy. But it isn't good because I'm trying to eat dinner at the same time.
  
  *starts humming Texas Flood*
  
  WHOOOOAA! THERE'S FLOODING DOWN IN ILLINOIS... INDIANA... MISSOURI... AND LIKE 7 OTHER STATES
  
  Yep, there is.
  
  Whoa... I put a little too much cheese in that macaroni and cheese... Wait, what am I saying? How can there be too much cheese? Actually, in this case there might have been. The noodles were starting to get tough even though I accidentally boiled them until they were sog-HOW DID I SPELL ACCIDENTALLY WRONG YOU STUPID FIREFOX SPELL CHECKER? Oh wait,
  
  *makes correction*
  
  Have you ever wanted to turn your eyes inside out so you can see the electricity shooting around in your brain? I'm having an urge to do that right now... Wait, if I do that my eyeball might get zapped and I'll be like "AAAAAHHH!!! CRAP!! IT BURNS!!!" Then it would go numb and spin all over the place and shoot out and explode and... I just invented a new superhero. OPTICAL MISSILE MAN. Lol, even I'm sitting here shaking my head at myself saying "No, just no." But seriously, being an exploding eyeball-launching ninja-crime fighter would be awesome.
  
  I'm having a sudden urge to call someone and ask if their refrigerator is running. But you don't know who. Meh, your loss. Or is it my loss, GAAAH! I'm starting to sound like someone from Pheonix Wright. Lol, I'm even starting to type like it. No wait, that's not right... Just GAAAAAAH!!!!
  
  *starts ripping hair out*
  
  Not my hair, just hair. Anyway, forget everything you read in that last paragraph. Now read it again. Congratulations, you just remembered it twice. Wow, according to google, I can chat with hot, sexy singles AND I have 2 secret crushes. WRONG! Yeah you're wrong. Not google, you. No wait, scratch that, reverse it.
  
  Bye bye
  • Posted Mar 30, 2008 2:06 pm GMT
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• 8Oct 07

  Hyper Insanity filled entry... Nothing special

  I'm feeling a need to say something. But as usual I can't figure out what... Hmm, I know! I'll talk about this little ball of cherry Hershey Kiss wrappers in front of me. It's reddish purple. I don't know why. It's got little white ribbonish things sticking out of it... I do know why. And it's not worth taking up an entire blog post to talk about it. Pure rubbish, garbage if you will *Strangles random person*... Sorry it's a Xenosaga thing. Anyone up for some personality reconditioning?
  
  Onto the next thing in this fun filled post of horrors.
  
  The next thing is to count the number of little holes in the top of this desk lamp that's sitting beside me. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25!!!! 25 HOLES IN THE TOP OF THE DESK LAMP!!! AH AH AH! lol, how'd you like my impression of the count from Sesame Street. Except an impression is something I want from Richard Kiel in a sandwich.
  
  Confused yet? It gets even better, razor sharp rrrocks as far as the eye can see... Nevermind. We don't need any quotes from everyone's favorite dwarf dude. We need quotes from everyone's favorite... No no, that wouldn't do at all. We wouldn't want to scare anyone off would we? No no no~ They must survive until the very end of this post so their brains will get all mushy and yummy.
  
  Did you like my sudden personality changes? Cause I didn't.
  
  Now it's time for your 3 stooges quote.
  
  "Super service, help yourself"
  
  Kinda lame but it was what was in was my was head was. yeah....... WAS!
  
  I didn't really mean to do that but I kept accidently typing was but I didn't realize it until I got to my and then it was too was late was.
  
  *starts humming meow mix song*
  
  was was was was, was was was was, was was was was was was was was, was, was, was!
  
  I think I better go now.
  
  *walks off sidewaysly sneakyish, but with a light dance step while holding a tray of doggy biscuits*
  • Posted Oct 8, 2007 6:34 pm GMT
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