Wow!

I found this awesome new site: bestdamnsiteever.blogspot.com

M.D. for me?

ya, uh, now i have a chest crink

Was Out Recruiting

Eventually, going here might be common.

http://amothsperspective.blogspot.com/

Punishing people for watching shitty movies is her motto

Friend(s) Wanted

For: playing XMen Legends Xbox

Due to lack of seating space and controller ports only the top 3 applicants will be accepted. However, by chance if there are more than 3 dependable applicants I will place that remainder on an absentee calling list. Applicant need not apply: if he/she does not reside in Cambria County Pennsylvania or any bordering county, if he/she does not have free time every night from 8:00pm-2:00am at least, if he/she does not accept that all gaming decisions I decide I want to make are left up to me.

To apply: Call 472-4109 and ask for Cyclops

Good Luck, and my sincere apologies to all rejected.

Later Bub

I'm in a Postin' Frenzy

I'm blitzed and wasted yo! I've discovered that I have an uncommen bond with people who've I'd had a close relationship with as a young child in elementary school and middle school. John Barber, Adam Bloom and I should have been good friends as early teens. I'm saying that here because I believe we will one day be interconnected closely. And, I wanted this here as proof of that, for later.
Any thing else?
Ummm, not yet

Possibly Posting Later,
This Guy <--

My Mind is Flushed

Considering the bathroom's evolution from dirty public baths and used rinse water to Italian-style bath tub tin pots to what we think of a bathroom today, what will they look like in 35 years?

Pro Poster,
Chad yo

Pictures to Come?

We've carved two pumpkins.
Mine lives for showing his frightening face, and watching the terror, as people flee.
Steve's relishes in combat, and splurting blood, as he claws their necks.
Mine licks and sucks off their flesh, wheras Steve's eats them whole.

I just watched an excellent Ellen episode! Not Sarcastic.

3 questions

why can't i predict when i'm going to have a great time?
why can't i see the stars as casually as i see my shoes?
why can't i post internet found pictures from work when i can from steve's?

please do not think you know the answer to that last one because i'll just make you look stupid because there are about 3 obvious reasons you'll want to say, but i've checked those ones; it's sneakier than that.

how bout a round of applause for,
chad

Just Postin'

I have another neck crink. Hmmm, growing pains i suppose. the store here is going to shit, yet i'm making time to post something, albeit with a glaring lack of creativity. but it seems my blog readers are more interested in posts of quantity not quality (not that my lack of quantity = increase in Quality). but they'll eat anything. won't you two. some people get addicted to things and indulge themselves till they grow sick and before long they'll've changed to Hmail. others get addicted to things and blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnds are hot! nah just kitten. haha. neck crinks bother.

just postin,
yours truly

A Body in Confusion

"I'm hung over, my head's killin me, and if you were gonna pull this shit, at least you could've said you were from the Yankees."
Personally, there's more pressure in my head than pain but, shit, I can't think at all. I forget where to put the comma in a complex sentence. Seriously. I just sat for a full minute trying each way. Never coming up with the answer, I changed my sentence structure. Awwlll. It seems I can't impose a chipper mood on any customers either. I'm forced to take their lead because they quickly realize I'm out of it. So everyone leaves saying "Uh, have a nice day" with a tone implying that I should have said that first. Well, no big deal. I mean work's almost over and then...a big party! :P. Sadly, I'll be the one people hate.

Dizzying Spin Kicks above the Gorge

So, I made it to Erie. That was it though. 3 days of liquor, beer and leaf and fuzion frenzy. I guess the only important thing that happened was a thought I was having when left alone in the dark woods to tend a late night fire. I contemplated why it wasn't scary. I remembered how it used to feel when it was scary. I realized what life would be like if that fear was around more often. If there were real things in the woods that were going to kill me, and I'd experienced close calls alot, life would have more fear. Kinda like in the middle east. I'm writing like a moron, but it's because I never learned how to write serious things. There's nothing to imagine.