MySocksOnFire is no longer just my screen name thanks to darling sanchy!
Read the amazing adventure of Sockerella.

Not quite english.

MySocksOnFire: hey thar ya sparkly hippo
SparklyHippo1268: hey
MySocksOnFire: i eet cheese
MySocksOnFire: deatnda cheese yo
MySocksOnFire: mooofus
MySocksOnFire: swatch out up the higgeldy piggeldy
SparklyHippo1268: coool
MySocksOnFire: dango i gots ta tell ya these sicklety swigs are makin my snornap swellet up the heeze dong.
MySocksOnFire: yo.
SparklyHippo1268: word
MySocksOnFire: so then i womped them snickersnop around the hingwat and they was like "who made the fingerjam swigget on the doorag?" and I was like "shut ur mouf you diggeldy dee dop". Then they was like "keep it goin u sixy snort cuz the chicken face is goin out the wing-wang". So then i hads ta knock them out the wipwash to show them whos the big beebat around these parts.
SparklyHippo1268: of course
MySocksOnFire: yeha i definetly am the biggo beebat.
MySocksOnFire: don't you smink?
SparklyHippo1268: yes
MySocksOnFire: goods cuz if u dinst i'd have ta whack ya round the wickwash.

Don't worry, i wasn't really drunk. Just acting like it.
Nick's awesome. Goin bowlin an such tommorow nite. lickety hee haw.

"BOOM!"-Me. Always.

Hey! Couldn't post for a couple of days because they were changing my blog to this shiny, new blog typing thingiemabob.
Alot has happened. I've been working (Mainly these adorable pom pom bugs and wrapping clotheshangers with hemp). On tuesday, I went to see Santana at the Tweeter center. Awesome. It was a pot cloud with dancing old people in it set to latin music. My entire family was second-hand marijuanaed. Or at least i was. Teehee. But the music was amazing. There was even a conga line!
Saw the Crusaders up @ the Keswick on Thursday. HOlllly crap! AMAZING! Crusaders are quite possibly the funkiest of the funky. Joe Sample rocks my socks to the infinity times a cake. He is my number one funky homeslice.
Parents going away for anniversary weekend. Unkie Nick is coming to watch us. Weee one weekend with a irish bachelor dude with a gold mustang=free rein. Hoo haa! Life is good.

"Walter: What are you looking at, clown?
Hannah: I could very well ask you the same question!"

Today's blog is brought to you by Almeda-chan: The worlds cutest feminist webmistress who saved my blog from utter ruin.

DDR! I hate it when i get a new interest and it clogs my mind so. Geez.
Molly's going away party last night :-( 8 weeks. Mollyless. Booooooooo>
But molly's friends are here! I have more new friends! Goody goody fuckdrops!! (i almost said gumdrops, but something deep inside said that would be too happy and perky. I feel rather neutral, so going to either extreme would be untrue of me. Balance off opposites or stay neutral. Hmm. Doesn't make a lot of sense on paper, but hey since when has that mattered?)
Sohoho.
My new jorb is insanely easy. I'm in creative crafts. My job is completely brainless. I love it. "Hannah, take these keys to the office". "Hannah cut out 114 paper butterflies". "Hannah, move these beads from this box to that box". Meanwhile i'm thinking "they're paying me for this?"
Met the coolest 4-year old ever! He's one of the ones that lies all the time to impress you. So far he has a motorcycle, is a cop, killed a jaguar, talks to animals, and has like 6 cars. Hehehe. I asked his mom if i could babysit for him. He takes fencing! :-O and he is the Waffle King! :-Ox2. I get to babysit for jake the waffle king! Yay!
"..they told me not to go in the lions cage, but i did anyway and i said to the lions "Don't hurt the people" and the lions said "Don't hurt the people" and I knew it would be okay."-Jake! The Waffle King! You know what worries me the most? If that story was true, i wouldn't ever be able to tell would I?

DDR!!!!
I've caught DDR disease..theres no freaking cure either. I am now "one of them". Listening to ddr music as we speak. TurtleDDR.com has been the last step in my mania. I can't get enough of the megamixes! Techno makes my brain all funky. I sound like a commercial.
Fuck conformisim! Just needed to get that out.
I am wrapped up in this blanket of color and personality, but now i'm talking. I feel guilty, sad, excited, happy, emotional, depressed, needy..I just feel. I'm real..I'm alive..

I've realized that there are a few ways to classify people.
There is the person that sees the world, and doesn't care. Wraps themselves up in their own life. (Denial)
There is the person who sees the world and tries to change it to please them. (Self-centered)
There is one who sees the world as the enemy (paranoid).
There is the person who doesn't see the world. (Oblivious)
There is the person who sees the world and is simply stands there staring. (blank state)
There is the person who sees the world and criticizes it, but doesn't do anything to change it. (pessimist)
There is the person who hopes the world will change for the better, and tries to change it. (optimist)
There is the one who sees the world and tries to understand it by putting themselves in it. (wise)
There is the person who simply spends there life trying to make sense of the world, not understanding it can't be done (thinker)

I think I am wise. I think there is also countless personality types that i haven't listed. Please list one or say which one you think you are in the comments block.
"My reality check just bounced."-Tshirt