Tuesday, July 02, 2002
so, yeah, wierd double blogging hoo hah should be corrected...
good god sir, another weekend gone, and another week almost half over. its freaking july. wtf!!! jeebus, its scary. time is a wacky wacky concept that i don't think anyone will ever be able to understand ever.... especially not me. i mean, i consider myself to be one of the smartest men alive, merely because people don't understand what i'm talking about a lot. i mean, if they don't understand, that must make me smart. its beautiful, i mean think about it. anyways, in my mind, in my world and mindset, i am one of the smartest men alive. ok, when you REALLY think about that, its sad that i'm not the smartest, because like no one is crazy enough to think like me. maybe some monkey is out there who thinks like me, and he's smarter than me or something....
people always say geniuses are always misunderstood in their own time. i thought about this for a while, and thought, wow, i'm a genius. then i got to thinking, there are a whole wankload of morons who are misunderstood ALL the time because they are just morons. i think most people who think they are just misunderstood geniuses are really morons. and i think most morons understand they are morons, which makes these self proclaimed misunderstood genius a whole level of idiot. i don't think i'm a misunderstood genius. i mean, i think most people understand that i'm a genius. they just don't understand how i can be so damn cool. damn straight. who cares if i'm a moron. i'm a genius in my own eyes :D
ohhhh dear, how my mind is leaving me. it is a wonderful thing. i was so out of it this morning, and it was so worth it, for i have a new love. it comes in edible form, and doesn't require any damn smoking at all.
anyways... there is this girl that has been working for us. she cracks me up. she always manages to dress nicely, even though she's outside in the dirt with the rest of us. i'm all nasty and grungy, haven't washed my clothes in however long, and she has some cute little shirt with matching pants and sunglasses on. i think its just hilarious, because it makes no sense whatsoever, but some how she manages it. its just crazy. like, today she was wearing this cowboy hat thing. in the words of ryan, it was rad, just because it was rediculous, yet it made sense at the same time. seriously, its awesome...
my life has been taken over by this damn game. i'm trying to cut back. i didn't play last night, like at all. today i played for a little bit and i'm not playing anymore. thats a flat out lie, but at least i'm not playing for 8 hours straight. i'll take some time to not play here, because its better that way.
OH OH OH GOD HOW COULD I FORGET. raddest thing i've seen ever. me and matt go to safeway while waiting for our teriyaki. and omg, 12 gatorades for like 8 dollars. we scoured the store, and found 12 kinds we could get and enjoy. matt snagged a basket like the genius he is.... oh baby, so much gatorade, its beautiful. the guy at the counter was like, you know, you didn't have to get 12, they are on sale no matter how many you get. we were like, sorry guy we don't work that way. and its true. how could we get less than 12? that wouldn't make any damn sense at all. i mean seriously, i couldn't do that. that would be like cheating on gatorade. it would just get the shaft. and i can't do that to something i love as much as gatorade.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaah, ryan needs to get back, because he does... i mean shiot, ryan. having him not here already for like 2 damn weeks or whatever, not fair. its like putting a leash on a dog, then just hanging it on the door knob and wandering off, its just cruel. so now i have energy and such, but he's not going to be here, ever. EVER. shnikes
btw, ryan is so right, gatorade fierce tastes like jello melted down.
jing had a point, but he left in in his car. i had a rational brainpattern but i left it in vermont. i've never been to vermont.
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh BWAH BWAAAAAAAAAAAH
i'm so losing it. i feel like i have something to say, its just not coming. its kind of beautiful in a lazy sort of way.
so.... here i am, kind of dribbling out... realizing that i don't have anything to say anyways. peace out on the flipside
good god sir, another weekend gone, and another week almost half over. its freaking july. wtf!!! jeebus, its scary. time is a wacky wacky concept that i don't think anyone will ever be able to understand ever.... especially not me. i mean, i consider myself to be one of the smartest men alive, merely because people don't understand what i'm talking about a lot. i mean, if they don't understand, that must make me smart. its beautiful, i mean think about it. anyways, in my mind, in my world and mindset, i am one of the smartest men alive. ok, when you REALLY think about that, its sad that i'm not the smartest, because like no one is crazy enough to think like me. maybe some monkey is out there who thinks like me, and he's smarter than me or something....
people always say geniuses are always misunderstood in their own time. i thought about this for a while, and thought, wow, i'm a genius. then i got to thinking, there are a whole wankload of morons who are misunderstood ALL the time because they are just morons. i think most people who think they are just misunderstood geniuses are really morons. and i think most morons understand they are morons, which makes these self proclaimed misunderstood genius a whole level of idiot. i don't think i'm a misunderstood genius. i mean, i think most people understand that i'm a genius. they just don't understand how i can be so damn cool. damn straight. who cares if i'm a moron. i'm a genius in my own eyes :D
ohhhh dear, how my mind is leaving me. it is a wonderful thing. i was so out of it this morning, and it was so worth it, for i have a new love. it comes in edible form, and doesn't require any damn smoking at all.
anyways... there is this girl that has been working for us. she cracks me up. she always manages to dress nicely, even though she's outside in the dirt with the rest of us. i'm all nasty and grungy, haven't washed my clothes in however long, and she has some cute little shirt with matching pants and sunglasses on. i think its just hilarious, because it makes no sense whatsoever, but some how she manages it. its just crazy. like, today she was wearing this cowboy hat thing. in the words of ryan, it was rad, just because it was rediculous, yet it made sense at the same time. seriously, its awesome...
my life has been taken over by this damn game. i'm trying to cut back. i didn't play last night, like at all. today i played for a little bit and i'm not playing anymore. thats a flat out lie, but at least i'm not playing for 8 hours straight. i'll take some time to not play here, because its better that way.
OH OH OH GOD HOW COULD I FORGET. raddest thing i've seen ever. me and matt go to safeway while waiting for our teriyaki. and omg, 12 gatorades for like 8 dollars. we scoured the store, and found 12 kinds we could get and enjoy. matt snagged a basket like the genius he is.... oh baby, so much gatorade, its beautiful. the guy at the counter was like, you know, you didn't have to get 12, they are on sale no matter how many you get. we were like, sorry guy we don't work that way. and its true. how could we get less than 12? that wouldn't make any damn sense at all. i mean seriously, i couldn't do that. that would be like cheating on gatorade. it would just get the shaft. and i can't do that to something i love as much as gatorade.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaah, ryan needs to get back, because he does... i mean shiot, ryan. having him not here already for like 2 damn weeks or whatever, not fair. its like putting a leash on a dog, then just hanging it on the door knob and wandering off, its just cruel. so now i have energy and such, but he's not going to be here, ever. EVER. shnikes
btw, ryan is so right, gatorade fierce tastes like jello melted down.
jing had a point, but he left in in his car. i had a rational brainpattern but i left it in vermont. i've never been to vermont.
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh BWAH BWAAAAAAAAAAAH
i'm so losing it. i feel like i have something to say, its just not coming. its kind of beautiful in a lazy sort of way.
so.... here i am, kind of dribbling out... realizing that i don't have anything to say anyways. peace out on the flipside
