I just thought i should say that this blog is now a year old as of the 7th. i must say this has turned out rather well, you people have listened to me rant about good days, bad days, tree-huggers, Shakespeare, exotic Santas, vacations, babies, novels, Shakespeare again, e-dramas, Dante, renaissance fairs, vulgar old men, and, of course, evangelicals. i have to admit you've put up with it pretty well and i thank you for that.
It has occured to me that this has also become something of a journal for me, if i have an especialy interesting time i post about it, or a slightly interesting time i comment about it.
so that's about it, just wanted to inform you all that Llama has turned 1. yay!
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Confutatis maledictis, voca me cum benedictis
About Me
- Bob son of Bob
- WI, United States
- How to explain...remember that bad dream you had a while ago? remember that horrible unseen thing that chased you through the streets while nobody answered your screams for help or your banging at the door? that was me.
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as well as making a new post i updated my account, featuring my alltime favorite picure.
Yay happy birthday!!
*sings happy birthday song*
*sings along*
*sings better song*
;)
*listens to better song*
*writes, plays, sings best song all while still humming "happy birthday"*
;)
Oh the dorkiness...
dorkiness is fun!
true, dorkiness is what keeps me sane...ish.
o_O
:)
two kids from my school died last night/early this morning, one in a car accident, and the other killed himself. please pray for their families.
in other news, today was my last day of school.
i will.
...yay...
thanks.
wheeeeee!!!!!! summer!
Ohmigod! That's horrible!!
Are their families dealing with it okay?
i don't know. i didn't know either of them, so i don't know their families either. but i sympathize with them.
and now i have to go eat food. see y'all.
I feel bad for them.
When my dad picked me up from work we saw this accident, and it was a cop car and another car.
It was terrible.
creepy, not 2 minutes ago it was only 17 comments...
we just had another one around here. some poor guy got thrown out of his van, alive though. for now at least.
wow, major hangover. yesterday i finnished installing War Rock which took about 4 hours. it's a big multiplayer Halo-like internet shooter. it's very intense and extremely awesome. the problem was that just as i finnished installing and uploading and all that useless crap my dad took over the computer for the night. so what else was i supposed to do? i went on at 1 am and played until 4. and now i have a hangover and my reaction time is that of a turtle's. i think i go sleep now.
bob, i sent you a rather important email last night.... so, um, please read it and respond. or if you didn't get it because of your stupid spam folder, what it said was basically: i got a new email address, and i can't go to your house on sunday, because it's fathers' day. which sucks. so yeah, bye.
I have Fathers Day off of work. Which is good because I need to go to the mall on Saturday to buy my dad his present.
I don't know what to buy him.
I was up until 2 or 3 in the morning reading and just laying there awake in the dark.
What a strange night it turned out to be.
ya i got it.
:(
i suppose i should get my dad something. he's ncie and easy to shop for. if you ask him what he wants the first thing he will say is "bookstore giftcard!" so i can put off getting him something to the last second and be fine.
i just slept for 14 hours! i wonder if that's a record for bob...
anyway last night i went back to Tae Kwon Do for the first time in a few years. i kind of got off track about 4 or 5 years ago and had to stop going, but now i'm back and it feels very good, just like riding a bike. and now they've added bo staff training so of course i have to do that, which makes the whole session 2 hours. Bob is very happy.
14 hours is my record! i think i stayed in bed an extra hour, though.
cool.
I need so much sleep right now. I never sleep at all. I "sleep" for a few hours.
This dreamy sleep like state at night. Sometimes during the day too.
i don't sleep at all, but when i do it's for a very long time but very light.
i like women's shoes.
btw that was me, ethan just left his account up
Sleep is slightly scary sometimes.
it can, in more ways than one. first you're completely out so someone could prank or kill you and you wouldn't know it.
I'm listening to the new song by The Bravery, The Ocean. It's such a good song.
I have to go buy their albums.
haven't heard of em. i'll check them out some time.
I bought both Bravery records today for $24!!!
^_^
And I got stung by a bee or something yesterday.
Then today I almost fell down a waterfall. My butt hurts.
How was everyone's day today?
good...no bees or albums. nice quiet father's day. i'm going to House on the Rock tomorrow with some friends. man, that place is weird (i've been before). singing gnomes, deserted streets, giant whales etc.
as Neil Gaiman said of it "the Indians sensed spiritual places and made altars and sacred mounds, now we build roadside attractions"
pretty good here
My feet hurt.
The throbbing pain was cruelly inflicted upon my tootsies by something we call retail.
aaarg! retail!
holy crap house on the rock is freaky. the whole time you feel like someone's watching you and the place is so surreal it feels like walking through a nightmare.
Yes! Retail!
I've decided that I am to become a really successfull person so that I never have to work in retail again.
I don't like it at all.
I've only ever been to the House Of Rock once, and it was really weird.
I got to see origional Star Trek outifts though.
i've resolved never to shovel llama crap again, i don't care if i'm living in a box on the highway--that is not a good job.
i think it gets weirder as you get older, as a little kid you're not surprised to see a giant whale in the midle of a room because as a kid your snese of reality is already distorted but as an adult you look at the whale and think "there's a huge life-sized whale here. wtf?"
Ummm, excuse me? You shoveled llama poop?
I must be missing something.
I want to listen to music for a living.
Quite the job, yes?
My jungle love, owi owi oh!
I think I wanna know ya know ya... what...
Sorry. The power of crap controls my mind.
heehee. ya, that'd be one hard job ;)
have i not told you about shoveling llama crap? well...
not too long ago i was involved with a horrible summer job in which myself and half a dozen other tortured youths were forced to make a 1/2 acre garden. at the end of the summer we would sell the stinking plants and (hopefully) get a good payoff.
after the first couple sessions we realized that we needed fertilizer and since the guy running it is an obnoxious "everything must be natural" type we had to use natural fertilizer, ie llama crap. so for a good month two or three times a week i and a few other kids would pile into the back of a pickup truck (which was quickly falling apart) and ride out to a llama farm. there we would shovel the crap into the back of the truck and pile in with it and ride back home with little pieces of fecal matter flying in our eyes. we always came home smelling like, well, you know.
eventualy we did get the crop planted, harvested and sold. but the sad thing was i got a whole $75 out of it. my friend, who did the calculations, figured that we each ended up getting slightly under $1 an hour.
that was one hellish job, i would have much preferred listening to music.
that is partialy where the name of this blog comes from.
Now I get it.
Insanity runs deep in you then yes?
deeper than you know.
i had a terrible dream last night. it does not qualify as a nightmare, because i was not terrified, i was just saddened and extremely unnerved. and i mean extremely. it was awful.
there's this guy i know, not well at all, but i know who he is, and i dreamed that i was in this bar (a bar often associated with death in my dreams, not a real place, just a place in my dreams) and i was looking for you, bob. i asked the bartender if you had come in yet, and he said no, so i was about to leave (my family was outside) when suddenly this guy i know drove up, and his car was totaled, and his dad was obviously dead (i have never met said dad). and he ran in and asked the bartender if his dad was dead, and the bartender checked and said 'yes, i'm sorry, he's dead'. you should have seen the look on the guy's face. he was stricken, and somehow i could feel what he was feeling, the horror and disbelief and i felt so terribly sorry for him. he started quietly saying no, and his face was all red, like he was about to cry. meanwhile, the bartender was covering the dad up with some sort of plastic covering. and then my family had to carry the dead man. i didn't want to. i felt so scared to carry the man. but in the spirit of being helpful, i went ahead and grabbed the feet, and couldn't take it. i just couldn't take it. i got this weird feeling in my stomach, well, not so weird, just the feeling of fear. and then i said, rather hysterically, no, i'm not touching him, i'm not touching a dead guy even through plastic, i'm not touching him. so my brother grabbed the feet. and my father carried the other end, i.e. the head. my mother took the middle of the guy's body. he was dead. and i followed. i couldn't carry him, but i followed my family as they carried him up the stairs. and then the dream changed into a rather silly one, but i still don't want to go to sleep tonight. i hate dreaming about death. i HATE it.
i had a good day today though. i spent it with a friend of mine, which was really fun. it was incredibly fun. so i did have a fabulous day.
creepy dream. every time someone dies in my dreams i go balistic and start throwing whatever happens to be in the room. so in this case, we i you, i would have started chucking shot glasses against the wall.
i have a house i associate with fear in my dreams. every time i'm terrified in my dream i run into some random house and the inside is always the same, same couch, same chairs, same little lamp. i have never been in this house which creeps me out all the more. i always run to the back of the largest room and throw open the two wooden french doors and run down to the basement. there i curl up in the corner and try not to make a noise.
i had a very lazy day myself, since it was raining hard and therefore no fun to scare stoners i stayed in and watched movies.
it was creepy. usually my dreams don't involve emotion at all. i just go through whatever happens, not feeling a thing. but when my dreams are emotional, they are very intense. and frankly, that one was the only nightmare i've ever had that was really disturbing or that i couldn't understand. i don't want to go to sleep tonight. i'm rather afraid. actually i'm terrified. it was a gruesome, eerie, upsetting experience, one which i do not care to repeat.
maybe i'll see the house someday and you'll see the bar. although i really wouldn't wish the bar or the bartender on you. both are majorly scary. especially the way the bartender knows everything and never smiles.
beep moo llama live long and prosper. :) glad you had a nice day. so did i actually. i read my friend the first chapter of this book i really like, and she liked it too, and borrowed it from me. and now i'm dying to re-read it and can't wait to have it back! lol.... i should go eat dinner. heck, i should have eaten dinner four hours ago. i'm hungry. you know that book i just mentioned? well, they made it into a tv miniseries (long rant about stinky tv miniseries written and deleted, and yes, the rant was long and justified)
I miss so much. I've been very busy the last 24 hours.
So hi.
hi aiden! we were discussing nightmares. also good days. there wasn't too much more random crap in there. how've you been?
my brother's pet fish, calico, died last night. he's really upset, so when you see him, be nice, don't mention fish, etc.
I had a nightmare the other night about a funeral for a girl I don't really know.
I'm afraid something might really happen to her. She's kinda the wild kind.
I'm fine. A little off my rocker the last few days, but fine all the same.
hey bob, want to come over to my house on sunday? would that work out for you? or i could come over to your house (which is what i sort of hinted at to my mother, but it's rude to invite myself so i'm not going to) cause remember last sunday was fathers' day :( today our dishwasher broke down and our fish died. what a day we're having. what a day.
got it, no fillets.
maybe, jsut got back from Calvery Chapel Concentration Camp so i'm kind of tired and useless, maybe we can discuss tomorrow.
erm..... tomorrow IS sunday. so i guess that's a no go. ah well. the woods-ish place at the end of the park by my house is pretty cool now, in the tall grass at the edge of it there are some really pretty flowers and you can hear the cicadas.... it's pretty cool. \\//
cool. sorry i couldn't make it to church today, the people across the street had a "hypothetical situation" and we got a bit involved. perhaps i shall tell you about it some time, unless i laready mentioned the situation. no big deal but it happened at 3 am so we are all too tired to drag ourselves out of bed today. i still can't figure out how i made it to the computer without falling alseep on the way.
new post coming soon!
yeah, you told me about that. is she alright?
the lure of computers is not to be denied.
i can't wait. p.s. i just got star coin complete on world 8. now all i need to do to get 3 stars is complete worlds 6 and 7. :)
I just got 7Up, now I only need coffee and I can get to levels shaking and pure insanity!!
(I'm not making fun of you.)
she's okay, black eye, a couple cuts. fought back this time and is taking out a restraining order, plus the landlord's evicting him so with luck this will be the last time.
okay, time to put down the DS ;)
ah! bob is excited! they are now serving energy drink at the fountain at the local gas station so i can get a 52 oz major OD buzz! this makes me happy.
60!!!
yay!
heehee, tomorrow is my birthday (so i'll be 15 and still look 17) so i fully intend not to do anything all day. i shall sit on my skinny white butt and make Ethan go get me food.
happy birthday tomorrow bob! hope you have fun not doing anything.
i shall.
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