12:31 AM: ok. the public (2 people) have decided. i go back to the side one. that’s fine with me. i liked it better that way. today is father’s day. yippy. i think i’m going to stay up late. i don’t have anything better to do. it’s sad. on a saturday night i was all alone at my house. haha. o well. o, the wierdest thing. one night last week i decided to sleep nude. i never done it before. ok. so i went to sleep and all. and when i woke up, i was clothed. what the hell? sleep naked; wake clothed. God doesn’t want to see me naked. haha. o well. i’m never doing that again. i’m listening to green day. they kick ass. my scanner isn’t working :( i hate it when it does that. ok. that’s it. 2:20 PM: well, i’m supposed to be in the other room celebrating. haha. but i’m in here. all they are doing is watching golf. yippy. today i might play pool with Kyle. i don’t know. we’ll have to see how it goes. o well. 6:50 PM: damn some people. o well. i don’t really care. anyway. today sucked ass. i don’t feel that great. life is sucky. time, distance and people suck so much fucking ass. time: i have too much. i don’t have anything to do. it’s like that green day song Christie Road. “Give me something to do to kill some time/ Take me to that place that I call home/ Take away the strains of being lonely.” distance: i miss my baby. and she’s so far away. i love her. again, it’s like that green day song 2000 Light Years Away “I sit outside and watch the sunrise/ Lookout as far as I can/ I can’t see her, but in the distance/ I hear some laughter,/ we laugh together.” people: people suck. they don’t give a shit about anyone. i know i could use a green day song, but i’m too tired of typing. and i’m sure you love all this. anyway.
Archive for June, 1999
6:27 PM: well, i woke up around 4:30, ate, showered and icqed. so i’m ready for a great saturday night of doing nothing. isn’t life grand? shaving, sadly, is the most interesting part of my day. i’m smooth. haha. anyway. tomorrow is father’s day. we’ll do shit and stuff all day. it’s boring as hell. i just want to do what i always do: nothing. i have some film and shit so i have to take pics. i don’t look good in pics or movies. i look better in the mirror. haha. but i’m still ugly. i don’t know. if you have anything that you want to put on my page, tell me. but who reads this page? i just do it for myself. no one else cares what i say on this thing. it’s like on Conan O’Brien the other night. they were on after the playoffs so it was around 2 am when they came on. well, they were just saying that since no one was watching, they could do what they wanted to do. it was funny as hell. well, except for the comic (see old news). damn! i was just feeling myself like i usually do and i found a place i didn’t sahve. it was at the base of my neck. o well. ok. today is the last day of this new design. tell me what you think. i’m going to either change it or leave it tomorrow so voice your opinion. and do my damn pole!!!!
12:58 PM: ok. Lee and i stayed up till about 4:30 this morning. then we had to get up at 8 to take him home. so i got up and had to clean up the kitchen and shit so it was 9 when i went back to bed. sucks getting up up early. well, my parents come home today. i don’t really care. the only thing i’ll miss about them being gone is that i can have my music really loud when i got to sleep. i go to sleep very easily on green day and metallica. o shit the wierdest thing happened to me just a few ago. i was walking to my closet to get some sweat pants because it’s cold in my house, and when i was near my closet i heard someone say my name. the person just whispered it and shit. i was freaking out. i’m out of gatorade :( is it true that gatorade is just sweat? anyway. i love me sweat. ok. this update has taken a turn for the worse. 3:24 PM: well, i just showered, shaved and fed the dogs. wooohooo. this is my life. o well. i don’t know what i’ll do today. o, stay tuned for something wierder than somone whispering my name (though, that’s pretty wierd, cuz i was sure no one knew my name) Blue Oyster Cult (or BOC) kick all ass! :) well, that’s bout it for now. i think i’ll sit and be bored. i have nothing to do. nothing at all. :( i wish i were in canada. 8:24 PM: God, i’m bad looking. i was filming that stuff today. sheesh. i look horrible. i didn’t think i wat that bad. but i feel sorry for my gf and my mirrors. umm….well, my parents are back. i haven’t talked much to them. it’s all back to normal. haha. i’ll probally just sit in here all night and not talk to em. i wish i was decent looking. but what can i do?
2:24 PM: ok. two things are painfully clear. 1) i didn’t go to sleep. 2) i changed the look of my page. now i don’t know which is better. this one or the other one. i’m going to leave it up for 3 days. tell me what you think of it when you see it, if there are any errors and such. it’s ok on the main page. but the poetry section looks kinda odd. i always liked a top frame, but i don’t know if this is better. so take a look around and tell me what you think. remember: if you don’t tell me that you came to my page, i won’t know. and so far, i think only 4 people come here. o well. i’m going to try to go to bed. i don’t know if i’ll succeed or not. but either way, you’re going to hear about it :) 12:16 PM: well, i didn’t go to bed till around 4. damn. i don’t know why i couldn’t sleep. and now this is the earliest i’ve been up. last night was terrific then sucked. life loves to fuck with us. anyway. maybe today will be a better day. i usually have guitar lessons at 5 but i have em at 1:30 now. that sucks. that’s when i usually get up! that’s why i’m getting up at this time now. everything is wierd. my cat slept beside me this morning. it was cool. usually she’s laying on me or trying to stick her face in mine, but today she just slept there. i thought she was dead. o well. 2:32 PM: well, i dont’ know what i’m going to do today. i think Lee is going to come over and we’re going to finish the page (hahahaha). maybe. anyway. i fed the dogs and cats and such. hungry beasts. guitar kicks ass. i love playing it, though i suck very badly. but what else is new? 11:28 PM: ok. well, i started recording stuff on a camcorder to send to my gf. God, that is scary. you don’t want to see that. but there is a cool driving scene :) anyway. today’s been kinda wierd. it was the first time i’ve seen people in 2 days. haha. cool. anyway. tomorrow is the last day of me being alone. it was ok. o, God, the wierdest thing happened to me last night. stay tuned to find out. Mwahaha.
12:26 AM: my face is as smooth as a baby’s ass with acne. conan kicks ass! the comic on his show sucked though. no one laughed. haha. he died. fucking ants. i wish this week would end. it’s bad. 2:25 AM: well, i said i wouldn’t stay up late. but look at me. i’m pathetic. let’s see. i’m working on going to canada. i shall go :) it’s sad. shaving was my high point of the night. o well. i think i’ll take a long bath today. sometime. i think i’m going to go to bed now. maybe. i don’t know. i feel like lost. i don’t know what i want to do. damn it! o well. 2:28 PM: well, i was reading Bence’s page and he said that his locker number was 47, 32, 43. but we all know that’s not his locker number. we all know that’s his measurements :) he being the fine stud that he is. haha. ok. not that we Bence bashed for the day. umm..i got up and fed the dogs and cats. real fun. got my letter! woohoo! it’s all pretty with stars. now i’m here updating. you know, i could basically cut and paste all my old news and put it here and no one could tell a difference. that’s sad. o well. i’m going to go take a shower and do the thing that is most fun to me right now. no not that. that’s later :) i’m talking about shaving. haha. i’m a loser. 7:36 PM: haha, i just ran one of my best friends away by calling her names. haha. it was fun. anyway. today sucked. i’m still smooth :) i shaved again. i’m not going to shave for a while and see how fast my facial hair grows. i nicked myself once today. i’m da man! it didn’t even hurt too. i don’t know what’s for supper. i had two poptarts today and i’m pretty full. maybe a dr. pepper. i’ll eat alot tomorrow. i don’t know what i’ll do tomorrow. all i did today was nothing. i’m afraid i’m going to kill somone. so if you want to die, come to me. i’ll take you away to paradise :) o well. i think i’ll go now. 11:00 PM: i feel so inferior. the one person i want to make happy, i can’t do shit. i wish i could make everything bad go away. damn it. i was so happy tonight. i was smiling and all. i thought things were chaning. then shit breaks loose. all these feelings and no way to release them. it’s all my fault too. but things must go on. there will be better times; there will be worse. but we’ll make it. we have to. anyway. i’m going to bed. i hope i sleep.
2:45 PM: well, i won’t update much. i don’t feel that great. i watch empire records and it was pretty good. i got my BOC cd but no letter :( i rather have the letter. i’m hungry. i only had two poptarts in the last two days. i don’t know if i’ll eat. damn fucking ants everywhere. i need Happiness. 8:12 PM: well, i’m clean, shaven, and beautiful (well, almost). i’m ready to party on a tuesday night! umm…wait. i have no where to go. i’ll do what i do everynight. sit around, Longview, play guitar, write, read, sleep. wow. such fun. ants are everywhere! that BOC cd kicks ass! they rule. new Tool cd in september :) *orgasm*. umm…sorry. well, there goes one thing i’ll do tonight. maybe i’ll just play with my…..rubix cube. i have the white down. but i can’t get any other. o well. it’s time for fun. 9:15 PM: it’s time for fun? what was i thinking? anyway. it’s boring here. nothing to do. though, i don’t know if i would ant to do anything. i’m not going to run around naked because i don’t want to scare the pets. anyone want a kitten? she’s free. o well. i think i’ll go to bed soon. no point to be up any later than nesecary.
1:19 PM: well, no BOC tape or letter :( maybe tomorrow. it’s hot. i got up, checked mail, took shower, and now i’m here (i left one thing out). i don’t know what i’ll do today. maybe rent empire records and/or austin powers. i have nothing else to do. it’s so damn fucking hot. the air guy is coming today. maybe he’ll fix everything up.i love Mother by Pink Floyd :) i’m typing this with my shirt off. scary isn’t it? ok. i scared you enough. 8:52 PM: sometimes i wish i were never been born. i think everyone would have been much happier.
1:55 PM: well, i’m bout to go to bed. today was a long day. we have to get that webpage done! i need the money bad. o well. see ya. 7:53 PM: i will go to canada! that is my pledge. i don’t know how, but i will. i have to. i took a milenky nap today. i’m still tired. well, tomorrow is the day my parents move out for a week. woohoo! if i had friends, they would be over for a party. o well. i’ll lay in bed all day and do nothing like i always do. tonight was the family night thing at church. boring. the only good thing about it was that i got homemade chocolate ice cream. no wonder i’m so fat and ugly. this fucker of a girl that i knew in journalism just walked by and stared at me. i hate everyone at school (with minute exceptions) but o well. what can i do?
12:30 AM: today i started the arduous task of trying to convince my parents in letting me go to canada. chances are i probally won’t be able to go, but i’m going to try my hardest. damn. i must go. 4:19 PM: damn. ok. here is the scenerio. you’re lying in bed. you’re dreaming about good dreams (like about Bonnie or your b/gf) and your dad comes in and says “get up. you’re going to help me move logs.” what? like i won the honor of carrying heavy logs? anyway. so i get up and go outside and there are about 8 HEAVY logs out there. so we have to pick them up and put them in a truck. so you do that and you’re like woohoo, i’m done. but then he points to 5 more bigger logs. so, you have to load these on a handcart and pull them about 100 yards to the place where the people pick em up. and there was the stump. agg, that thing was huge. so ok. we did that. we’re bout to die. then we have to pick up all the twigs and shit on the floor. i’m like it’s a yard, there is supposed to be shit on there. but we had to pick it up. then finally we’re done and i go inside and take a shower and now i’m telling you about all of this. so just call me Sap Boy.
1:30 PM: it’s still hot. but it’s not as bad as yesterday. i’m going to take a shower soon. hopefully that will help. i hope no one comes over today. i don’t feel like having company. o well. today is just one of those days.
