Here' a long story to make up for the post famine:

“It’ll never work.”

Journey T. Panasonic paused, turned slightly, and asked, “Why not?”

“You know perfectly well why not,” Charles said, gesturing at the ladder Journey was unfolding.

“I can’t imagine what you’re talking about,” Journey replied as he continued lining up the ladder. He pulled on a catcher’s mitt and calmly said, “I climb up the ladder and catch the ball, simple.” Journey climbed the ladder and checked the stars.

“You know you haven’t got it as accurate as—”

“Shh!” Journey hissed as a puff of smoke rose over a distant house and a faint crack was heard.

Charles continued “Your pitching machine simply doesn’t have the necessary calibration to–” Charles was abruptly cut off by a slight wooshing sound followed by a “thock” and a soft thud, which, though it made Charles’ point succinctly, earned him an unfortunate trip to the hospital.

one large, slightly used pair of mens underwear for sale or rent. Size XL only. JC penny fall collection. Serious Bidders only. interesting trades accepted. Contact Robbie, at Http://ptm.rkt.nu for details

*dashes off to www.cookierecipe.com to check and see if I'm really supposed to use two cups of flaked coconut, or if it's supposed to be something more sane. Like, for instance, two half-cups. Because man, two cups of coconut is a lot!*

Zach: If bite is spelled b-i-t-e how come might isn't spelled m-i-t-e?
Me: Because the word mite was already taken for the tiny insect. You know, dust mites.
Zach: Fuck you
Me: Hey, you brought it up, fuck you
Zach: I don't even know why im your friend
Me: Maybe we should stop hanging out
Zach: Fine, never call me again
Me: I won't then
Zach: Have a nice life fucker.




ahhh feverish delirious dreams.

Me ordering a pizza.

Round Table Employee: Would you like to hear about our specials?
Me: No
RT: The large hawaiian pizza and breadsticks is 16.99
Me: I just want a large cheese pizza
RT: That will be 18 dollars.
Me: What? Then can i get the hawaiian deal thing without ham for the cheap price?
RT: Uhh.. sure
Me: How about no pineapple either?
RT: Yeah....
Me: So i get the same pizza, plus breadsticks for less money?
RT: Yes.
(kevin screaming loudly at a video game from across the room): KILL THE BABIES!
RT: What did he say?
Me: Nothing. We'll pay by check.

i saw tyler's dad, and someone who wasn't tyler's mom making babies.

marshmelostars: what should i doooo
Fary Nuf: well it seems to me, you've got 2 choices
Fary Nuf: 1. bite the bullet, do it
marshmelostars: go on go on
Fary Nuf: 2. get on the first flight to afghanistan, join up with an unkown group called the Taliban, and fight against the "war on terrorism", get lost in the deserts of Africa and wear a turban...hunt scorpians for food, and find water by diging far under the ground near cacti...then be found by spanish colonials, fight and eventually be conquered and soled into slavery, then you escape and steal a ship from the dread pirate robbins and sail to the edge of the world where you will cast your english homework into the depths of the underworld, and never be heard from again...
Fary Nuf: those seem like your only choices to me...

Kevin's Komeback Special


Kevin: It'll happen.
Dorian: How do you know?
Kevin: Because everything that was meant to happen does.
Dorian: How do you know when something is meant to happen?
Kevin: I know these things.
Dorian: Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons my friend for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.
Kevin: What?
Dorian: I don't know I think I read it on a bumpersticker somewhere.

my mom calls from the room next to mine:
"why is kevins name written in marker on the door frame?"
kevin calls back:
"burglars"

"Raiders Of The Lost Pork". Yeah, shut up, I thought it was funny

oh dorian.. when will you learn?

seattle sucks. the end.

penguinmachine: hey babe
XrawEMOtionX: hello
penguinmachine: you used to work at Copelands right?
XrawEMOtionX: yeah
XrawEMOtionX: who's this?
penguinmachine: my name is Sondra
penguinmachine: i don't think you remember me
penguinmachine: my brother bought a skateboard there
XrawEMOtionX: how would i remember you ... gimme a description .. or something unique you did?
penguinmachine: you called him a cock brained poser
penguinmachine: do you remember that?
XrawEMOtionX: no i don't remember that at all
penguinmachine: anyway i thought it was cute

dorian jesse and i went to lunch today. at a stop light i was positioned in the passenger seat of jesse's "chester the molester" van, my window was down and some guy was next to me with his window also down. perhaps it was his fear of complete silence or just because he's an incalculable highschool boy, but i failed to realize his motive, because dorian suddenly poked his head out my window, emitted the loudest girl scream in history and then swiftly hid behind my seat. the guy looked over at the remaining offender, meaning myself, and responded "daaamn girl! i almost crapped my pants!"

Set the scene:
My sister and me sitting in Moxies Cafe.

My Sister: "What're you writing?"
Me: "A case study on the effects of Zen Buddhism on the mind of high school students in an extremely high stress environment. What are you reading about?"
My Sister: Poodles, mostly.

as jesse luna tries desperately to pick up the pace on eleven.blogspot.com, he is quickly dragged off to an insane asylum in Sacramento, where his hospital rommate masturbates to pictures of livestock.

ZACH SUCK MY COCK

~Dorian

DORIAN, YOU ARE A FUCKER

~Zach~

penguinmachine: so hows being korean working out for you?
Lavitz906: the language?

"what? i thought anarchy was cool last year."

-Juno

friday morning our Holiday Inn hotel room phone rings at seven thirty. and it rings. and it rings endlessly. until Emma, half awake, begins to toy with the alarm clock, assuming the ringing is the alarm going off. and she's a bit confused as the ringing fails to cease. and that's when Natalie picks up the receiver, unaware that Emma was on the other side of the night stand still pushing buttons on the alarm clock. it was a good story to demonstrate Emma's dorkiness and mr Christopher's unbelievably jacked-up decisions. his callous decision to perform a wake-up call on about fifty highschoolers at SEVEN in the morning.

it was a good field trip. but ACTies as a group bore, anger and drag me to a point of complete terror. it's my ACT family and as reluctant as i am, i have to love them.

and dorian memorably exclaimed "jesse, you mother fucker" over the speakers in front of the entire audience of "the hit WB television comedy" Raising Dad. it was the worse show i've willingly watched.

for years i have curiously had him on my buddy list, wondering if one day he may sign on and i would be the lucky one to get to talk to him. and tonight, just a mere two minutes ago i missed my opportunity.

penguinmachine: who are you?
penguinmachine: is it really you?
penguinmachine: or just someone with your name as their screen name?
penguinmachine: tell me now
penguinmachine: please
Tom Cruise signed off at 9:16:01 PM.

Alright this is what happend. I changed my password for aol yesterday and I COMPLETELY forgot what I changed it to, so I tried to click the little "forgot password" button and this is what happend..

AOL. type your screen name here _________
Me: JOL530
AOL: "A password reminder will be mailed to you shortly. Please check your email and log in."
ME: FUCK

if I forgot my password, HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO CHECK MY MAIL AND LOG IN?!?!!?
a short story of why AOL is dumber than Lana's mom in a family circus


(edited by me)

the childhood of dorian as told by everyone i've talked to. (edited by me)

in elementary school
...wait no one remembers dorian in elementary school, because he wore sweat pants and had long hair. and everyone thought he was a girl.

in 11th grade
dorian beat up donna, 'cause she's a rotten person.
and matt's brother is still white.

the childhoods of Zach and Tyler as told in their own words.
(edited by me)


in Kindergarden
I (zach) remember tyler being really smart. he asked me to pick a
number between 1 and 10. i picked 7, and HE picked 7!

in 1st grade
this lady came into our class with puppets.
And she could make them talk without using her lips.
She brought Tyler up in front of the class to try it without using
his lips. He tried it, and i remember he hella sounded
stupid and i thought he was a shit head

in fifth grade
zach ate a grasshopper on a dare, and then the teacher asked
what he was doing, and zach started to cry and spit grasshopper everywhere

in sixth grade
Zach was dared to lick whipped cream off Christians fingers and instead of doing
it he said that you had a bowel problem and ran away to the bathroom

in 8th grade
tyler, matt and i would hang out at lunch
tyler would tell us stories of the band he was in
Matt would always call him the "vampire kid"

Snoglepus: you're good at finding pictures aren't you?
FourDeadKennedys: hail satan

needless to say, kevin never spoke to me again

FourDeadKennedys: you bastard
SmarterChild: Whoa. I haven't heard language like that since the last Chris Rock special.

god bless your unmatched wit SmarterChild

Zach "I wish i was an exchange student from Britland"
Dorian"Britland?"
Zach "I mean Britlish"
Dorian "Britlish?"
Zach "fuck."

Lavitz906: ask zach where he got jay's rap
Lavitz906: i fucking wank it
Lavitz906: want*

it was me.

today: i hear some mumbo jumbo about a car being in the middle of the parking lot and dan the bike man is telling whoever to move it. but THEN people starting approaching me with grins and "you-clever-you" looks. "hay donna i pushed your car back for you" says jake. and i start to wonder. so during last period i skip past the portables and peek my head around to the parking lot and WHO'S car is just "chilling" in the MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING PARKING LOT!? apparently it's like the new cool "thing" to harass donna and push her damn car out from the parking place cause it's so light. if i ever catch anyone touching my car, there's gonna be bruising-donna-punches, blood, and traumatic scarring for whom ever the culprit is.

FourDeadKennedys: haga means fire in espanol
FourDeadKennedys: no haga fogata!
FourDeadKennedys: no fires!
penguinmachine: no dude
penguinmachine: Fuego
FourDeadKennedys: fuck

Dear Dorian: hi, Im going make this post something like a cross between kevin and zach..

I am now going to list everything thats on my desk. there is.. a receiver, a camera, a stack of 'army be all you can be' note pads that me and dorian stole from career night, my moniter, a 250 ml erlinmeyer flask.. dont know where that came from.. my phone a salt shaker a remote, my wallet, a half eaten bag of chicken flavored ramen, a carls jr cup thats about 3/4 of the way full that says "celebrating 60 years of good service" a glass cup, a plate with some mashed potatoes on it.. and a spoon.. hmm.. 3 pepsi cans, mr squeezy a paper plate, a home made bracelet maker kit, a d a penguin that has a stick and wheels and you can push it around and it makse the feel flap.. cuz they are rubber

that concludes my desk and the worst post Ever..
dear zach.. that post about the sleep and that nost and the low-grade mac and cheese, not very believeable.. but it was funny..

im dont..

P.S. Dear dorian.. sorry to break it to you.. but your parents dont even know of you, they think your michelles friend that just hangs around alot..

kill me before I keep typing

Dorian: POST!
Jesse: I don't feel like it.
Dorian: But you NEVER post!
Jesse:....I...... forgot my password.



if anyone knows jesses password please tell him.

FourDeadKennedys: do your parents know your band made a CD?
penguinmachine: i dunno
FourDeadKennedys: do they even know you're in a band?
penguinmachine: i think so
FourDeadKennedys: do they know you exhist?
penguinmachine: they know of me

So i finally saw the movie "Bring It On." In case you didn't know, this movie is a White Girl VS. Black Girl cheerleading movie starring some white girl. It sucked.


Dorian "Worst Post EVER" Cohen

richard:Now tell me, is Newport a really un-catchy name? It is listed as the third most advertised cigarette brand. I hadn't heard of it when I first read that, and a month later, when I read it again, I feel like I still have never heard of it Camel and Marlboro are the two companies I know of
Robbie:newport is for wieners and chicks, youve heard of those 2 because they target young healthy males, chances are newport hasnt hit you because your not a teenage girl unhappy with what she sees in the mirror
richard:Yes...that's it...

Eyes wander to mirror, weight loss powder and Teen magazine

so last night, i make me some low-grade mac and cheese and eat it right? i go into my room which is pitch black and hope to basically stumble into my bed and get some well earned sleep, since it was about 1:30. first i run into my closet door causing a nose bleed. next i kick over a bottle of nearly full pepsi on the ground, causing a huge stain. i try to shimmy to my bathroom to get a towel without hitting anything else, but i trip over my guitar case and i fall into a blissful sleep on the seafoam green carpet.

Jenny Sies: If the world was going to end in 24 hours, what would you do?
Dorian: You know that movie "Bring it on?"

looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong.

okay, so there is the bastard clerk who works at blockbuster named Dana. he is always a jerk to me and my friends... he thinks we are stealing movies. what the fuck? he just hates teenagers because he is angry at the world because his mother held him too much when he was a baby. or not enough. anyways he is a bastard. everyone else at blockbuster loves me and my friends. but he is a bastard. so the other day i bring in a little coupon for "one free rental" i go to the counter and try to rent my movie and get out cause i can feel him watching me and staring in to my soul. anyway i get to the counter and he looks at me and then looks at the coupon, then the movie, then the cash register, then his shoes, then back at the coupon, then at the movie again, then his eyes contact mine, and his mouth twitches a little and he says: "you can't use these coupons on DVDs." now, i knew this wasn't true, but being the pussy that i am and having nothing good to say as a retort, i payed for the movie like a sap. now comes the good part. so get some snacks and a cold beveridge such as a pepsi cola, which preformed 88% better in taste tests held world wide. pepsi also has an extra tablespoon more sugar than coke, making it sweeter than pure aztec gold. back to my tale of conquest over middle-aged men stuck in dead end jobs. i come back the next day with my friend zach. i also noticed that three of my favorite employees were working. and there was the bastardly dana, ammounting to the entire 4 clerks needed to operate the front of my friendly neighborhood movie rental facility. so i get to the counter after many a minute spent in the ungodly line, and i have a DVD and the same coupon, and a grin on my face. Dana looks at me, the counter, the movie, etc. etc. etc. and then says: you can't blah blah on the blah blah and i say: "hey charlie, didn't you tell me i CAN use these coupons on DVDs?" charlie replies: "yeah, you can do that"
now my friend and mentor, i only wish you could have been there to see the events that unfolded in the following dozen or so minutes. dana started going off about how he wasn't told that you could use the coupons on the things, and how this wasn't about him just descriminating against teenagers. everyone laughed at him and he started complaining about how KC (the manager) likes to tell him what to do all the time. and when i told him that i liked KC, he glared and said: "GOOD" then one of the other employees (Ryan) yelled from across the room: "I feel the love" it was hilarious and needless to say we celebrated with Donuts and Cherry Cola, which has 64% more cherry taste than the leading brand.

pink hair SUCKS. *waits for tuesday to come around so she can have money to buy a dark pink dye or red* oh god.. it's gonna be a long 2 days....

"cotton candy pink"... it doesn't even look like cotton candy!

zach's hair is scrumcious. grrrrowl.

just informed that the bouncers at the DK show last night (where the best band around, Face Down, would be opening) WEREN'T even checking ID's. we (chelz and i) were even standing outside before face down played. we were THIS CLOSE. instead, we went to zach's to dye his hair and play tony hawk 3. i'm pro at that game. buahahahahaaha.

If in a band, NEVER play at Redding's Tag Teen Center. that place is creepy. it looks like an upscale preschool for teens with "having sex?" brochures hanging around all over the bathroom. no fun.

*takemylife*

“Oh my,” said the paramedic.
“Yes, that’s going to be a problem,” agreed the garbage man. “I don’t suppose we can move it?”
“Arrgh,” it groaned.
“Oh my,” the paramedic repeated.
“I think you’re right,” the garbage man said with authority.
“About what?”
“Not moving it, sir. You’re right that we shouldn’t move it.”
“Oh, of course,” the paramedic agreed quickly.
“But still, I suppose we could—”
“Errgh,” it shuddered.
“P’raps not then,” the garbage man said while stepping back. “Maybe if we—”
“Blargle,” it gargled, its long green fur rippling like a wheat field in the wind.
The paramedic decided to try some variety. “Oh dear.”
The garbage man thought for a moment. He started to reach for a tarp. “We should at least cover it up, don’t you think?” His hand reached the tarp, but he didn’t pick it up. A very concerned garbage man addressed the paramedic. “Could you look and tell me if there’s something on my hand?”
The paramedic looked, widened his eyes, and slipped back into more familiar territory. “Oh my,” he said.
“I thought so,” the garbage man commented sadly.

that's "genius" richard, "genius"

I walk into my room and kevin is there playing a video game. Before he sees me, i see him mumbling under his breath "Then they squawk at me every time i die.... they're lauging... i hate it! .....i hate it when they laugh at me!"

Richard: “Did you know that paper burns at 451 degrees Fahrenheit? I never did know why Fahrenheit 451 is named that until I played Trivial Pursuit: Genus Edition.”

Student: “Why’d that plane crash?”
Richard in a smug tone: “Well, that plane crashed because its engine fell off.”
Teacher with an authoritative tone: “Richard,” gives a stern look “other parts of the plane fell off before the engine did.”
Richard to himself: I'm so glad my teacher was around to clarify the proper order of mid-air plane disassembly.

KRANG

VITAL BRAINTISTICS:

Weapons: Brain-drain gun, Mobiloe Life-Support System, Mechanized Arms
Birthplace: Dimension X
Height: 1' 6" without body
Weight: 17 lbs. (soaking wet)
Age: Unknown

Favortie Phrase: "Home is where you hang your hat."
Hobby: Phrenology

Krang is all the brains a body could want. Unfortunately, Krang ain't got no body. He is, however, the mastermind behind Shredder and the Foot Clan.

Krang's ranting, burbling, chortling, raving antics are a few of the reasons he was banished from his home-sweet-home of Dimension X. Now, Krang brings his smarty-pants attitude to the decent planet Earth, where law-abiding citizens are threatened by his supreme intelligence.

Krang also supplies Shredder with his controversial Retromutagen, the transformation substance which is instrumental in their conquests. Krang's tentacles allow him to wrestle with his biggest headache, the Turtles - who pose a threat to his global dominance.

FourDeadKennedys: we need to make an e-business
FourDeadKennedys: and get rich
FourDeadKennedys: and buy booze
penguinmachine: seriously
FourDeadKennedys: i suggest we modify a product everyone uses
FourDeadKennedys: like....the....toenail clipper
FourDeadKennedys: rocket powered toenail clippers?
penguinmachine: with anti-anthrax feet spray
FourDeadKennedys: or rocket powered glue
penguinmachine: with anti-anthrax paper spray
FourDeadKennedys: or we can re-invent the book
penguinmachine: with anti-anthrax fiction/biography spray
penguinmachine: and right before we sell our products, we release anthrax all over the world
FourDeadKennedys: that's it, we go into production tomorrow

this really doesnt have anything to do with this site, but uh... my site is back up... ptm.rkt.nu

*ring ring*
Zach: hello?
Grandpa: hmph, yo mom home?
Zach: hey grandpa, how's it going?
Grandpa: my piss is a funny color and i have surgery next week, how the hell do you think i feel?
Zach: ...ok...
Grandpa: yo mom home?
Zach: ...yeah....hold on....

Zach's precious family moments

it's slow. and awkward. thanks to me. and so ... i quit from eleven.blogspot.com. i never deserved to be here anyway ..

FourDeadKennedys: MORTAL KOMBAT!! DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN
penguinmachine: where the hell do you get this stuff?
FourDeadKennedys: beats me

donna: i'm never speaking to dorian again
jesse: he said the same thing
donna: what?
jesse: don't hit me!

actually that didn't happen. but i wish i was still friends with dorian.

in other news, my site is back from the dead. spread the news around like herpes.

a buisiness card i have from the place where i got my eyebrow pierced:

NEW CREATION
Tattoo & Body Piercing

101 Salem St. #8
Chico, CA 95978
(530) 898-TATS

Heather Steele
Henna Artist
Nude Receptionist


------------
what the fuck is a nude receptionist? 898-TATS? what kind of town do i live in?

evilrobbiereaves: let me tell you what i hate

evilrobbiereaves: baths

evilrobbiereaves: let me tell you why

evilrobbiereaves: you wash the dirt off you

evilrobbiereaves: but it sits in this tub

evilrobbiereaves: and then you clean yourself with the dirt water?

evilrobbiereaves: it's bathing yourself in your own filth!

evilrobbiereaves: well no thank you!

evilrobbiereaves: the end.

ChunkyLLama: let me tell you what i hate

ChunkyLLama: toasters

ChunkyLLama: you put the pop tart in the toaster

ChunkyLLama: and it gets stuck?

ChunkyLLama: so you use a fork

ChunkyLLama: and you get electrocuted?

ChunkyLLama: no thank you.

evilrobbiereaves: i think its safe to say that thats never happened to anyone who wasnt named after a pro monster truck driver.

matt: my mom's gonna kill me. she'll get out of the car and beat me to death
donna: is she crazy?
matt: she's catholic.
donna: and your brother's white.

this just in..... kevin doesnt get to post EVER AGAIN

Fary Nuf: is tom green freddy?
FourDeadKennedys: no
Fary Nuf: is it his brother?
FourDeadKennedys: yeah
Fary Nuf: oh
Fary Nuf: and his dad fingers him?
FourDeadKennedys: no, he was trying to get his dad in trouble
Fary Nuf: so nobody was fingered at all in this movie?
FourDeadKennedys: no
Fary Nuf: and its called Freddy gets fingered?
FourDeadKennedys: yeah
Fary Nuf: no fingering at all?
FourDeadKennedys: nope
Fary Nuf: THATS FALSE ADVERTISING
FourDeadKennedys: i know

This just in...Freddie Gets Fingered involves NO fingering at all...thank you for listening, now we will return to the scheduled programming...

A Story: of Might and Magic

This is the tale of Kabuki and the magic forest of the Albino Tapirs. Kabuki was traveling with his feline companion Henroe to the Whimsical World of Wonder and Soup. He had with him, his trusty bag of Neverending Gardettos and a revolver. By the way, Henroe had blindsight meaning...he could fly. Suddenly they came across a giant Cantalope which also had blindsight. Kabuki shot it and they continued on their journey. Suddenly Kabuki had a heart attack.

* * *
This is the tale of how Henroe stole his dead friend's belongings and went on a Mystical journey to the land of Soup and Crackers. At this point Henroe had in his haversack, a revolver, an empty bag of Gardettos, and a plump and ripe cantalope which Henroe had drawn a face on and named Banjo. he began to comb his hair with his shoe, then swearing drunkenly, shot Banjo. Pudding went EVERYWHERE! Then "The Hustle" started playing and Henroe danced. Long story short Henroe got Cracker Poisoning and had to stay at the hospital for 4 weeks with eye sickness. Henroe got a rare blindsight morphation and his blindsight changed, but you'll have to read about that in the next story...The Tale Of

A Story

This is the tale of Indiana Jones and the hunt for the Albino Tapir. Indiana Jones was flying over the Bblmhle (Swaheelee) Bablands (badlands) in his custom hangglider while listening to "It's Rainin' Men." A hole appeared in his custom hanglider (hangglider) and good ol' IJ screamed "BaJuJu!" (OH CRAP) and he crash landed on a small Wazuzu boy named Henry, or in the Wazuzu dialect "Henroe." Jonsey heard on old woman scream "Henroe click click, BAD SNAKE FOREST BEANS, the oats and barley are coming down, rub the magic lamp and save your life boy, and beware the dangerous Garden Spider, he will decieve thee with his web of lies...Maclow!" Indiana Jones realized that he now spoke their native language and called back to the old witchtalkter/Grandmother "The horse and Butterfly jump hurdles at noon!" he stopped and brushed off his pants, straightened his tie, took 3 IBprofin with a glass of water, tied his left shoe, adjusted his underware, straightened the brim of his hate (hat), opened his mouth, closed it, opened his mouth again, solved some chemistry equations using emensional analysis and the correct significant figures, closed his mouth again, then said "by the plethora of dollar signs on Earnest Hemingway's overdue library books, ze cowland claimed for Spain and Turtleback musketeers, when being wary of the Garden Spider thou must remember that RAID, for it kills him. Hark, the desert eagle sings a song for mountain climbers and molecules, the caraboo cometh...wazoop zoop...bowbow TipTip." While his accent was shaky the woman understood and comenced crying to the heavens and commanding her grandson to shine IJ's shoes. Long story short he found the tapir and the tribe killed him and ate his brains, absorbing his power, and it never rained again.

Dorian: Chocolate malt crunch... what exactly is a malt ball anyway?
Ice Cream Vendor: Its basically dehydrated condensed whole milk.
Dorian: Ew... you aren't exactly upselling...
Ice Cream Vendor: Your friend is a lot less talkitive. I like him.
Zach: Hi!
Dorian: I just got insulted by... (reading name tag) Leanna
Ice Cream Vendor: You are the first person to ever pronounce my name right...
Dorian: We must be soul-mates!
Ice Cream Vendor: I've already found my soul-mate..
Dorian: Is he charming?.... or she...

i just realized how not funny this conversation was and i am not going to finish it.

evilrobbiereaves: so hows smoking pot and fixing up an old van going.

SktbrdJs: lol

SktbrdJs: niether of both of those

evilrobbiereaves: right

evilrobbiereaves: hows pv

SktbrdJs: its coo

SktbrdJs: hella gay but cool

SktbrdJs: hot ass bitches

evilrobbiereaves: hanging out and smoking pot, hoping to get an old van to fix up?

SktbrdJs: shudup

SktbrdJs: ill kill you

evilrobbiereaves: who do you hang out with there?

SktbrdJs: i dont smoke pot anymore

SktbrdJs: seniors

evilrobbiereaves: haha last i heard you were doing like coke

SktbrdJs: nahh

evilrobbiereaves: i was like

evilrobbiereaves: jesse? coke? uuhhh ohhhh

SktbrdJs: lol

SktbrdJs: ha hahahahahaahah

SktbrdJs: yea i can see you doing that

evilrobbiereaves: and figured youd finally gotten your own appartment and fallen down an endless hole of drugs and fortified wine

SktbrdJs: ohhh shit

SktbrdJs: that will happen in good time

evilrobbiereaves: reach for the stars jesse.

oh my gosh he admitted it! DORIANS GONNA MARRY A CARROT!

my bladder can safely retain 90 mL of a liquid substance. in other words, a dixie cup of water is all i can handle. now just imagine me first period, after draining my 12 ounces of mug root beer and a teacher who insists that his students stay in class focused on trigonometry with no bathroom privileges. AGH.

Telemarketer: Hello, Mr. Cohen?
Me: Yes...
Telemarketer: I'm calling from the Butte County Arch, the center for the Mentally Disabled and I -
Me: Oh! Sorry Ma'am, I'm not retarted.
Telemarketer: ....(stuttering) I... no Sir, I didn't suspect you were... I was calling about a possible dontation...
Me: I'm Financially disabled.
Telemarketer: Thank you for your time.

Dorian: Oh my god, Kevin thinks he's Louie Anderson!

i've got no strings to hold me down

relationships suck. i'm glad it's finally over..

so last night, around 1 o'clock, something caught my eye on the kitchen counter. i yell for chelsea to come quick.

there we were, staring at a newsletter that was placed neatly on the counter for obviously me to find, called...

SEX, ETC. a newsletter for teens by teens

laughing hysterically, we pick up the newsletter and sit down to read it. after reading the "oral sex = safe sex? NO WAY!" article, it dawns on me.. this newsletter didn't come in the mail, there's no mailing address on it. meaning... my mom (most likely her) brought it home just for me... ugh... but still i read on. about sex drives and same sex couples.

fun times.

other clues that my mom had brought it home just for me:
-the newspaper is from spring 2001. it's an old issue that my mom must have found somewhere and brought home. or maybe.. someone gave it to her. gah...
-i remember covering the newsletter with other mail while trying to find my mail. when i woke up, the newsletter was sitting uncovered in the same exact spot, face up, ready to catch my eye again.

note: i HATE sex.

Bum: hey
Zach: Hi
Bum: who does your hair?
Zach: I do
Bum: ummm.....you need a girlfriend

penguinmachine: you heard right, dorian has new pants
FourDeadKennedys: i lit my pants on fire in drivers ed. today
FourDeadKennedys: it was during our final test
penguinmachine: zach 1, drivers ed. 0

the tale of how i was distracted by a perfectly good ice cream sandwich.

you see dear readers i happened to be walking to my 5th period class today. i was walking through the quad and i heard someone call my name. ROBBIE REAVES the voice yelled. i looked up then stopped and looked down at my feet, and to my surprise, sat on the ground, perfectly good, perfectly wrapped, un touched, pristine ice cream sandwich. Now my first thought of course was to pick it up and throw it at someone, but the better part of me said "now robbie, do you really want people to see you picking up an ice cream sandwich off the ground?" BUT ITS PERFECTLY GOOD, I SWEAR I WONT EAT IT "Robbie think of the people, crazy robbie ice cream sandwich off the ground eater" damn you have a point. My seccond thought was to offer someone a dollar to eat it, after i asked 2 people, and they both said no, i decided that plan wasnt going to work either. My third and final thought was to step on the perfectly good ice cream sandwich and watch the hilarity ensue, but i had already walked on and was half way to my class before that thought came.

One of these days, im going to marry that little cat of mine, and serenade her with meow mix themes on my synthesizer.

once upon a time me dorian and my mom went to McDonalds .. this is how it went

My mom: hey can I get a ....(inturrupted my staticy nasal womans voice)
Nasal chick: hold on a second hunny..
Dorian.. HUNNY!.. HHAHAHAH
Jesse: HAHAHAHAHAHAH
my mom: can I get a large fry and a number 5?

then dorian cried

one of these days, i'm gonna marry that little aubz girl, and serenade her with emo songs on my acoustic guitar. then i'll cry