Seriously, what the fuck. More people I knew in high school have had kids than I can count on both hands. I mean, really. Condoms exist, you know. You don't HAVE to get pregnant. Or, lets just throw that one out the window. Keep it in your goddamn pants people. If you aren't old enough to fully (and I'm mean FULLY) support yourself AND a kid, then just stop. I'm just in shock at the amount of people I used to know who are either pregnant, or have recently had children. Some not surprising, some very surprising. Jesus.
(Also goes to show you how much everyone sticks the the bible in the god forsaken Jesus town)
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Jericho
So for Christmas we got both seasons of Jericho on DVD. I've never watched it before, and I just started. I'm on the second episode, and it is teh shiz. Yay Jericho.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
90's Music
Lately I've been listening to a lot of music from when I was just a wee lad, and it has me wondering...why?
I think I know. It reminds me of no worries. When all that was on my mind was what song was currently on the radio. I remember certain days when I hear a specific song. I'm taken back to the 90s where, aside from the joke that was elementary school, the only thing you had to worry about was what to play when you got outside, or who your best friend of the day was.
It seems like all I do is worry these days. Hell, even when there's nothing to worry about, I worry about worrying so much. Worrying about the future, jobs, money, school and trying to maintain the few relationships that have managed to stick over the years.
Man, this blog thing is healthy. I'm my own shrink.
I think I know. It reminds me of no worries. When all that was on my mind was what song was currently on the radio. I remember certain days when I hear a specific song. I'm taken back to the 90s where, aside from the joke that was elementary school, the only thing you had to worry about was what to play when you got outside, or who your best friend of the day was.
It seems like all I do is worry these days. Hell, even when there's nothing to worry about, I worry about worrying so much. Worrying about the future, jobs, money, school and trying to maintain the few relationships that have managed to stick over the years.
Man, this blog thing is healthy. I'm my own shrink.
Thursday, yuck.
What a boring day. I think I like Monday better than Thursday. At least on Monday you expect it to suck. Thursday is just Friday's cocktease. Anyway, I digress.
Yesterday was awesome. I went exploring in the woods for two hours. I found a camp looking thing that had a drawer with some socks in it, a bowl of water, two canteens, the head of a broom and a knife with a sharpener. Needless to say, that is where I spent the least amount of time during my adventure. I tried to cross what looked like a beaver dam, but it was impossible. I also lost my desire to keep trying when the dog that followed me the entire trip went headfirst into a hole it found and started barking like crazy. I'm not getting rabies from some goddamn beaver. Anyway, I can't believe I've lived here for ten years and this is the first time I've completely explored the woods directly behind my house. There's this awesome creek and everything. Maybe I'll go back later this week. (Not today though, it's waaaaaay too cold outside.)
Yesterday was awesome. I went exploring in the woods for two hours. I found a camp looking thing that had a drawer with some socks in it, a bowl of water, two canteens, the head of a broom and a knife with a sharpener. Needless to say, that is where I spent the least amount of time during my adventure. I tried to cross what looked like a beaver dam, but it was impossible. I also lost my desire to keep trying when the dog that followed me the entire trip went headfirst into a hole it found and started barking like crazy. I'm not getting rabies from some goddamn beaver. Anyway, I can't believe I've lived here for ten years and this is the first time I've completely explored the woods directly behind my house. There's this awesome creek and everything. Maybe I'll go back later this week. (Not today though, it's waaaaaay too cold outside.)
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
All Hail the Queen
Why does /b/ hate Boxxy? Does she not fit perfectly in with every other stupid meme? Advice Dog, Mudkipz and WHO WAS PHONE?! I submit that yes, she does. She meets the requirements. She came out of the bowels of the internet, she was forced on us like herpes and she doesn't make a whole lot of sense.
But we love her.
Why? She challenges all that /b/ holds dear about itself. Over the years, the only thing setting /b/ apart from ebaumsworld and the other chans, is the sense of badassness /b/ has about itself. /b/ tries to be the macho man of the internet. It wants tits, or you have to leave. Gore? GREAT! CP?! Yes please! /b/ can handle anything, and it overflows with basement dwellers showing that nothing shocks us anymore, and that though they've never gotten laid, they still produce testosterone. Fap threads. Ass threads. Epic tit threads. Camwhore threads.
Then there was Boxxy. She is not a femanon. She doesn't deliver, and she won't GTFO. She acts like a child. She is the new /b/. Savior of Newfags.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Every year!
Every goddamn year, American Idol tricks me into watching. I become intrigued by the ads showing everyone sounding like me in the shower, and THEN I remember why I never watch the show.
The judges say the same thing every year. The same generic people rape the same worn, tired karaoke songs. (with the exception of very few, one being some chick who just sang Barracuda)
Maybe I have a subconscious mancrush on Seacrest.
B&!
4chan hath layeth the smacketh down on mine ass, and banned me for two days. CRUEL! All I did was post a thread worshipping our new Queen Boxxy.
More elaborate posts to follow.
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