Mood:
a-okNow Playing: Front 242-Headhunter
Topic: Seedless Crass Preserves
Peek-a-boo! I see you, Georgie!
Alas! I have
decided to post all of this at once. I have not even been working
on this ever so faithfully
as usual. I have no reason either. But I shall make up for it
with today's post. I will dig up some cool
facts to share with you and hopefully you will show mercy towards
my lazyness.
Facts Facts Facts
- An eagle can attack, kill, and carry away an animal as large as a small deer.
- Hong Kong has more Rolls Royces per person than anywhere else in the world.
- Any modern jet is capable of breaking the sound barrier.
- Forensic scientists can determine a person's sex, age, and race by examining a single strand of hair.
- Tibetans drink tea made of salt and rancid yak butter. (That's totally not kosher!)
- State sport of Maryland: Jousting.
- A dragonfly has a lifespan of 24 hours.
- The best recorded distance for projectile vomiting is 27 feet.
I am a monster! A MONSTER!
Why is it that the more water
one drinks, the dryer one's mouth is? I wonder this because I
drink A LOT
of water daily and my mouth is always very desiccated and I just
keep drinking the damn water. It does
not make that much sense to me. So, if you can answer that and
stay fashionable, then you will win the
award for "Most Fashionable Answerer."
Some Fuct Up Vocabulary
- oligosyllable, n. - word of few syllables
- Panglossian, adj. - overly optimistic
- querimonious, adj. - full of complaints
- rejectamenta, n. - refuse; excrement
- saurophagous , v. - eating lizards
And now this...
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November 23, 2004
Didn't even touch the blog
I suck
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November 22, 2004
Never posted!
And wrote nothing here
Three, three,
THREE blogs in ONE!
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November 21
Whoa... spaced this one
Never returned to finish it.
I was listening to The Used.
I wrote nothing here yesterday.
This is as far as I got, just a picture. Nothing more.
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November 20
Wee Morning Hours
My mood was pretty O.K.
I wasn't listening to anything.
A sad little man is he!
Not very appealing to the eye.
November 20, 2004. I almost
don't care anymore about what the hell I say here, day after day.
A lot of the times I find myself just rambling and when I am
done, I look up to make sure it all
made some sort of sense. I have cut the list I send this entry to
by half and somehow, it doesn't
feel any different. I am still just writing to myself everyday
(at least that's the way I see it!) and
sometimes I just want to say, "Fuck it!" But not today.
I don't feel that way at all right now.
Gloomy, dreary, grey and chill.
What a nice day! Love it! I wouldn't have it any other way! It is
a
perfect Autumn day (so far as I can tell, haven't been outside
yet.) When I move to the east coast
it will be perfectly perfect seasons! Or maybe I could follow my
dad around like a lost puppy, and
move to Oregon. Hmmm, I haven't brought that up to anyone yet. I
should. I should go ahead and
say something (outloud!) about that!
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