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I finally have time to update. So here it goes.

Yes. I got the job. It's a factory job but it pays out my ass, thus, I like it. Yes. I took pictures of my paintings. But. I have not put them on my computer yet. You'll have to wait a couple, I guess. Mmmm. I guess.

I bet a fun thing would be to go way back in time to where there was going to be an eclipse and tell the cave men, "If I have come to destroy you, may the sun be blotted out from the sky." Just then the eclipse would start, and they'd probably try to kill you or something, but then you could explain about the rotation of the moon and all, and everyone would get a good laugh.

I got a cell phone yesterday. It's neato. I like it. Now, I can receive telephone calls. Whenever. And, where ever.

I haven't been here for awhile, so I'd like to remind you all about myself. Here are somethings you should know about me.

1). I've always wanted to be abducted by aliens. I think that would be the COOLEST thing ever. Plus, if someone has a story they think is neat and they tell it and give that look where they think they are the shit.... I can just look at them and say, "Oh yeah. Well, I've been abducted by aliens." That would shut them up.
2). There's a girl parading herself around the town I live in looking like me. Her name is Dorothy. I've been mistaken as her quite a number of times. So, whenever someone thinks I'm her I try to act out of character for Dorothy so they'll go home and think, "That Dorothy, she's a bad apple." They'd say that too cause they're all old people and old people say those kinds of things.
3). I like Jack Handy.

Somethings you don't know about me (atleast, not until you read them):

1). I used to do my hair in the 80's "mall-hair" way in 4th grade everyday before school. I thought it looked good.
2). I have a triangle constellation of freckles on my left bicep.
3). I don't know how many brothers and sisters I have because my Dad is a man-whore.


I can hear my neighbors answering machine from inside my apartment. It's extremely loud. And he seriously sounds mentally retarded on it. Maybe he is. Who knows. Regardless. I think that's why he gets so many hang ups.

If you're a Thanksgiving dinner, but you don't like the stuffing or the cranberry sauce or anything else, just pretend like you're eating it, but instead, put it all in your lap and form it into a big mushy ball. Then, later, when you're out back having cigars with the boys, let out a big fake cough and throw the ball to the ground. Then say, "Boy, these are good cigars!"

My 21st birthday is in 11 days. Please start the countdown now.

Nevin and I both made a list of five celebrities that we're allowed to sleep with if the oppurtunity comes up. He only has two so far : P.J. Harvey and Jennifer Tilly. Here are mine:
1). Jake Gyllenhaal



2). Randy, the guitarist from Finch (he's the one in the red shirt)


3). Brad Pitt (duh)


4). Meg White




5). Rivers Cuomo


I think I have a pretty good list.

Why can't two people of the opposite sex just be friends? Why can't you meet someone cool, want to be friends with them and not have to piss them off by saying, "hey. I'm attached." You can't meet someone and tell them you have a boyfriend right away because they'll think that you're vain. But you can't NOT tell them because you're then leading them on. Grr.

I guess I kinda lost control, because in the middle of the play I ran up and lit the evil puppet villain on fire. No, I didn't. Just kidding. I just said that to help illustrate one of the human emotions, which is freaking out. Another emotion is greed, as when you kill someone for money, or something like that. Another emotion is generosity, as when you pay someone double what he paid for his stupid puppet.

Edit:
I got my pictures uploaded. Here are some of them. Go to my folder to see more.







Let me know what you think.