Posessions aren't horribly important to me. Why do I keep accumulating so many?
Ahh i enjoy them. But honestly all i need is love ^_^. Which I have plenty of. Yay!
*mops up reader's vomit*
So I recieved an autographed copy of Book the Tenth Of Series of Unfortunate Events. It reads To Hannah, with all do respect. His name is not signed, but he stamped it. Unfortunately I can't quite value this yet because I have yet to read anything of Dr Handler the great's, but I'm sure I'll be a rabid Lemony Snickett fan soon enough.
Pep Rally. Hah! I laugh at thee. I snided the school spirit side of life and awayed myself to Burger king. On the way over I met up with some friends. Football players actually. I vaguely knew a few so I walked along with them. Coincidentally, they were also headed to burger king. I lunched with them. They talked a lot about football terms I didn't understand, but were a good group nonetheless. No remarks were made about my pirate attire. Hmm. Interesting. Many girls shy away from directly associating with jocks but I actually find talking to them relaxing. Nothing fancy or any tact rules to abide by. Just saying whatever pops into your mind. Football related is generally the topic because thats whats on their mind. But sentences kept coming out of random kid's mouths such as "yo man let's go dive in the mud". And it wasn't really reacted to. They actually challenged the burger king staff to a game, which was funny. The amount they insult eachother also amuses me. Primal male conversation is a situation i'm comftorble in. I can let my guard down and chill.
The girls on the other side of the restraunt were all friends of mine, but i couldn't think of anything to talk to them about or any reason why I would stop relaxing with the dudes, so i stayed in my seat. Not to mention i get a lot less snide remarks about how much I eat when the guy across from me is eating 4 cheeseburgers. Scott's a cool kid.
I then went to abbie's and pulled a monumental haul of colorful silk shirts, bow ties, a blazer, and a yellow scarf among other oddities.
Now I have to clean.
By the way, the blonde chicks on the announcements are nice. They look like bitches, but they are really nice. Two work at relentless with me.
Stereotypical blonde chicks and jocks don't deserve their labels most of the time. Noncomformists need to realize this, otherwise they'll just assume they are stuck up and never talk to them.

"Like handshakes, house pets, or raw carrots, many things are preferable when not slippery"-On the back of The Slippery Slope, my new book.

Thank you ryan/ru/me-girlish appendages+penis!!! Comments to the MAX.
I miss being able to blog, but my complete lack of internet and television has done wonders for my sleep pattern. They should do a scientific study on that >.> <.< mehhh i've been hearing that from therapists since day one..
Mrs Chimerinsky is a neurotic craaaazy french idiot. Kill. DIE. AHHA!
Nate, your wordy stickers are a big hit. I've been sharing the love of silent adhesive language for the past couple of days.
The purple monkey dancer molly gave me is crazy cool.
I've been using everybody's candles. Even sages. (sorry emily and other girls about to throw up). If you don't get it, good! You never heard about candles! *men in black flashy thing goes off*
I drew a good picture of Marley in art today! It captures her pensive hilarity. There was a good picture of danielle westermann drawn today as well. Hilarity, not quite as pensive.
Ryan and I were the clash folk of the school. I recieved and iced tea and twix for my effort.
Tommorow is meefing crazy hat day!!! HOLY CRAP! *excitement* the issue is picking ten out of the awesome 36.
I am at school after school wih a faint interest in school.
I feel very smooth and cynical.
Remember this song?

He's a tramp
But I love him
Breaks a new heart
Ev'ry day
He's a tramp
They adore him
And I only hope
He'll stay that way
He's a tramp
He's a scoundrel
He's a rounder
He's a cad
He's a tramp
But I love him
Yes, and even I
Have got it pretty bad
You can never tell
When he'll show up
He gives you
Plenty of trouble
I guess he's just a
No 'count pup
But I wish that he
Were double
He's a tramp
He's a rover
And there's nothing
More to say
If he's a tramp
He's a good one
And I wish that I
Could travel his way

Yup ^_^ good movie. I need a recording of that song.
Molly burned me some good asian Muzack.

I watched TV for the first time in two weeks. Well spent tv too. Simpsons. Tasty.

"..and you can get cash, which is almost as good as money."-Yogi Berra on the Aflack commercial.

Yeah, uhm, somehow I fixed it. For some reason the "one entry" field was blank, so I made it unblank, and now it works. Uhm. Yay? You're welcome, Hanz0r.

P.S. I pimped out your colors on the feedback.

Love ya,

Ryan

Huh. Fancy that. This place sure is orange... How'd I get in here?

Hannah hasn't been around lately, in case you haven't noticed. Only posting on weekends or from the library. But I know you guys want more Hannah, and I'm like Hannah, except with a penis. And without breasts. Or long hair. Or prettiness. :(

So, folks, you get Hannah - Breasts - Long Hair - Prettiness, but + Penis + Ryan!

Well, I tried to fix Hannah's comments, but I just don't know what's wrong with them. Other than that they aren't working. It's really a job for 'Meda-meda. A lot of things are. :(

Hmm. Well, if Hannah were here, I figured she'd write something like this

ring around the rosey
Pockets full of posey
Ashes ashes
WE ALL FALL DOWN!

That's actually about the black death. ooo, creepy... peeps used to be all screwed up like that.
Tomorrow is clash day. I think I'll wear the usual. hehe, if I really wanted to be crazy, I could just wear what people normally wear. I don't know if I have any normal clothing though.

"A day without bloodshed is like a day without sunshine."