Imagine

I am mad at E.E. Cummings. Yes, thats right, I capitalized his name. Nobody is above capitalizations rules in the english language. Nobody except God and monarchs.
Are monarchs?

I am mad at TIME Magazine. Pick a fucking person for your person of the year. Just saying "you" isn't good enough. Pick YouTube, pick the Iranian president, pick something. I personally would have picked the Israeli Prime Minister, the leader of Hamas, and the leader of Hesbola. All three, with Mr. Israel in the middle.

I am mad at my teeth. I have two baby teeth still, with their replacements pointed up towards my brain. Baby teeth itch.

I am mad at stupid essays I have to write.

Otherwise, I'm pretty good. Girls smell.

Rough Gem

Hey, so life's getting a little more interesting.

Journalism is picking up. I've decided to be a jerk and start bossing people around. Not a jerk, an editor, for that is what I am.

Um.. I found this. It is Christmas music mashed over the Beatles. The White Christmas Album.

Let's see, what else is there? I wanna date, but I really don't wanna date too much. I wanna date, but I don't have anybody I like. I probably shouldn't date, lol.

I miss Disneyland. I miss Cowichan. I miss hugs.

Ug, sorry. Lol, it may not seem like it from my posts, but I am rediculously happy, as usual. I did go shopping, which always stresses me out, so I am a bit stressed out, but ok.

Thanks for reading!

If You Can't Dance

The Grad Christmas Dinner Dance was awesome!

Steven: It was like... I don't expect sex to be that awesome.
Steven: Basically, I took everything I learned from last time... and combined it with better food and a better dj
Steven: and then danced like an idiot for four hours

I said that to somebody on MSN, then truncated it to post here because I liked it.

Thanks everybody!

Moskau

Oh my God. I have found the single greatest disco song to ever come out of divided Germany! Moskau! It's a song about Moscow, by some West German band.

Find it. Download it. Die happy.

Fuck yeah.

On that note, I am glad that I don't have mesothelioma, even though I might be able to get a nice structured settlement. I could rock out like a rock star, then go to drug rehab. Maybe get a degree in contract management.

That last paragraph was stupid, ignore it.

Sorry, I'm bored with life. I resolve to make it more interesting. First step: catching things on fire.

Because

So I have the Christmas dinner dance coming up. A dance, of the grad class, celebrating the grad class and stuff.

Today I turned down a guest ticket. I got one of about 10 they gave out and I turned it down, not that I'm complaining (I am complaining, but only because I had to go up to the office and say I didn't need the ticket anymore).

Oh well, now I can dance with anyone!

Oh my god! I hope the foods as good as last year!

Out of my Head

Ok, I feel mighty stupid. The one thing I've been censoring from my blog for the last two months (See post: "Jenny") is gone. Aparently she doesn't feel the same way about me.

EMO BREAK UP BLOG

But seriously folks, is there something wrong with me when the two things that bother me the most are that I can no longer say "hahaha, my shortest relationship is longer than your longest" or "look at the cute girl becide me"?

Lol, how shallow am I? Oh well. I'm living. See you all later.