waitaminutewaitaminute, what am i talking about... sarah introduced me to my looooove of blueberries~

i can see myself turning into my dad more and more every day... it's really scary...

anime rips people apart

AprilMaieOktovar (7:17:54 PM): um, colin...
AprilMaieOktovar (7:17:59 PM): there's something i need to tell you...
JavaColin (7:18:04 PM): you're fat?
JavaColin (7:18:14 PM): what isit
AprilMaieOktovar (7:18:23 PM): it's more serious than that
AprilMaieOktovar (7:18:25 PM): i've kinda developed a great liking for yu-gi-oh while you were gone...
JavaColin (7:18:31 PM): oh man
JavaColin (7:18:36 PM): you're SO FUCKING DEAD
JavaColin (7:18:40 PM): i'm bringing my KNIFE
JavaColin (7:18:43 PM): GOOD BYE
AprilMaieOktovar (7:19:23 PM): =(
JavaColin (7:21:38 PM): ::kishhhhhhh::
AprilMaieOktovar (7:21:54 PM): you said good bye =(
JavaColin (7:22:03 PM): you betrayed me =(
AprilMaieOktovar (7:22:23 PM): ::weepp::

Thought of the day: Since human growth hormone is right under the skin, it's only natural people want to be touched. In fact, we should all go and get rubbed and ::rubbbbbed:: and patted 'n petted for a natural high. GO! GO NOW! GET TOUCHED!

hehehe, my grandma is giving encouragement to the monsters in andrew's monster rancher game.

"catch him with your hands!"

Thought of the day: I need to get off my lazy ass and study more.

Thought of the day: I want to watch Hudson Hawk... with cau!

The words the DJ used to describe KUSC's "Heavenly Adagios" collection were erotic, sexy, and who-needs-Viagra? O.o Well, I do wonder about the aphrodisiacal effects of classical music...

Thought of the day: I want to be a KUSC DJ!

Last night I dreamt that Sarah sent me something through the mail for the last time. It was even labeled "the last..." I love how she used to send me stuff through the postal service even though she lived a few houses down.

I regret not doing more for her. Sarah was so genuinely nice... she actually bought me blueberries once! I...yea. Perhaps my thoughts on this will be more coherent later. Or perhaps not.

=)

i just needed a smile.

"What is understanding when it's too late?"

found at The Writer's Almanac courtesy of Sami


Poem: "April Day in November, Edinburgh," by Norman MacCaig, from Collected Poems (Chatto and Windus).

April Day in November, Edinburgh

The sun punches through the cloud gaps
with strong fists and the wind
buffets the buildings
with boisterous good will.

Bad memories are blown away
over the capering sea. Life
pulls up without straining
the jungle tangle between us
and the future.

Easy to forget
the last leaves thicken the ground
and the last roses are dying
in their sad, cramped hospitals.

For gaiety's funfair whirls
in the gray squares. Energy
sends volts from suburb to suburb.

And April, gay trespasser,
dances the dark streets of November,
Pied Piper leading a procession
of the coloured dreams of summer.

from brendan's livejournal

You're Geek Chic. Offbeat and with a thumbful of
calluses, you spend most of your time catching
Simpsons reruns and sucking down raspberry
Jell-O. However, you're still a hipster,
you've still got your own style, and you
probably dig the Velvet Underground's "Who
Loves the Sun?"


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subito stupid. that's how i feel.
or at least suddenly reaware of how stupid i am. some comments just rub me the wrong way.

i take myself too seriously

wha..wait....video games affect peoples' social lives? [shocker.]

i think i'd like a break from life. could i die for a few years? does zac have a necromancer i can borrow? please?
ah well. at least there is sleep.

my BROTHER misspelled my last name.

(11:30:36 PM): how do you do badly the second time around?

]yes, how do i? how do i fucking do it? i must be one of the stupidest people alive.[

save the forest! for the monkeys

Kill Bill is beautiful.

my brother is one of the coolest people i know.