Lenticular_J

...Thousands? How have you become dependent thousands of times.

I feel obligated to represent post-grunge. Me, J, and Silent Bob will go play in the corner.

Man, I kinda wish I had a serious relationship. Or at least actually wanted one. But I'm not a very serious person. Sorta sucks.

I'm not talking one of those stupid fights, like, "You better meet me at the old oak tree after school!" I'm just talking punch each other. No real emotion involved. Just letting off steam. Plus you're in Canada, so you can fall in the snow and it'll be soft. Or, Sock'em Boppers. All your problems are solved. And you can split the ice cream bill.

Well, you'll probably go into withdrawal. I doubt you'll be able to quit cold-turkey, unless you're that cool. If you've been doing it for two years, you're probably dependent on the nicotine. And it'll probably hurt like [bleep]. My sister said it felt like someone was poking you with a little knife every now and then, plus she got really antsy. But, I smoke occasionally, and for one thing I don't really like it. The "great feeling" doesn't do too much for me. Uh, rambling. You'll either quit easy or you won't.

I thought your friend cut himself. Anyways, you're both being [bleep]s. You should both punch the [cabbage] out of each other and then go get an ice cream. It's what me and my friends do when we get pissed off. Whoever knocks out the other one (or makes him bleed) has to pay. But I mean, we don't get mad that much. I had to pay once or twice, a couple of them have had to pay.

Only nice guys don't smoke. I'm probably a nice guy, though. But I don't really care that much. I don't like most of the people I'm forced to be around. They aren't even good at thinking 50% about sex and 50% about showing off.

It's pretty hard to just pick up, leave, and find a new house. What if he's signed a mortgage?

56 or 57. But a lot of those aren't videogames, they're from TV or just the internet. Like Cow, or Strongbad.

The Wallflowers, Incubus, Soundgarden, and the like.

I made a nifty-[wagon] signature. And as I typed, I thought of this:

PILLS THERE. Also, is it just me, or is evil always wearing a robe when he takes a picture? Definitely doesn't send off creepy vibes.

I want to start smoking, because I want to look cooler, but it really doesn't do anything for me. Plus it's expensive. So I may just start buying toothpicks, or cutting up sheets of paper, rolling them, and filling them with dry grass or something. Once I start biking, it'll be a necessity.

Wealthy and also would like to complain about his situation, then.

Now imagine Dr. Manhattan in 3-D. Snicker. I should probably see this sometime.

Why are people mad because he's wealthy? I grew up in a trailer home (I guess maybe 700 square feet?) with four other people, not to mention constant family, friends, and animals around. Now I live in what I'd consider a mansion (although I doubt someone else would, we're only 1800 square feet or so). Boohoo, they're wealthy. And a drop from 5 million to 1.25 million, while we find that a ridiculous amount of cash, probably shot a lot of those families down, probably below ourselves. I should take a vow of poverty.

Rated -12 in France, apparently. Heh. Or 13+ in Quebec. I watched some of The Science of Sleep. Another late-night movie, so I can't even really remember what happened. I do remember a unicorn, though.

OH BOY. What color is it? I don't like the red. That is a pretty body, though. I want to hear the engine.

Do work for one kingdom, and kill a lot of whoever they're at war with. You should be able to pledge your sword to the king before long. I'm doing good. I'm on medium difficulty though, so I use the health cheat if I get in a battle over my head. I'm doing alright, though. I have a garrison of about 150 Swadian knights (they tear [cabbage] up) and Rhodok sharpshooters. The Rhodok king is my master and all, but he's being a real [wagon]. I have about 50 knights and sharpshooters with me right now, and he's trying to get us and his 100-recruit army into battles involving the last of the Nords - about 400, mostly veterans and huscarls. PISSES ME OFF. I also miss my spirited charger. It got lamed, so I bought a heavy hunter. Huge, bad difference. Since Nords and Vaegirs (who we're fighting) are mainly foot soldiers, that charger was damn good. I just plowed through waves of foot troops, cutting with my tempered heavy bastard sword. Mmmm. Losing all your men and still having to fight 200+ guys on your own isn't fun, though. I considered giving up, but I knew the health cheat, so I just stuck it out. I remember my first castle siege on this one. I'd just been made a mercenary captain, and I'd delivered 7 cattle to a huge siege (400+ guys on each side, it was the ... Siezkh castle, I think). Then they asked me to join. Whaddaya know, three of our lords run off to chase some looters or something, so there are maybe 120 of us versus over 400 Vaegirs. So, I rush up the ladder, clear out the walls, then jump down and just slash, stab, heal, slash, stab for more than four hours. I had fourteen Swadian knights with me, and they almost made it the whole fight. And then for some strange reason, at the very end of the battle I got reinforcements. Made me mad.

I like Racheya's dad. School's for fools, kids! Just look at meeeeee! I woke up, but I am very tired. My friend got a Zune, but he won't tell me anything else about it.

I did, mainly because it pissed me off. I got tired of resetting when I messed up.

It'd be rough to actually date her. You'd get a few months and she's off to college. Lucky most of my upperclassmen are nasty. Except for the sophomores. Those girls are top-notch.

My dad's side of the family, almost everyone has eight kids and lived to 100. My great-grandma would be 83 right now, and in pretty good health. I don't know anything about my mom's side, except not to ask. I don't know about disease, but we have a few pedophiles, murders, rapists, and the like.

Hold on, he's drowning in his sea of angst! We need a doctor! Or some swimmy-wings. Those would be cool. Anyways, I feel like doing five more. 1. I am writing a book. But I restart very often. 2. I really, really like Natalie Portman. 3. And Kate Hudson. 4. I wish I lived in so many different time periods. Right now I like the 50's. I could be Fonzi. 5. I paid eleven dollars for a five-minute haircut today. And you can't tell the difference. It pisses me off. I didn't have my glasses or my contacts, so I couldn't really see my hair, and I just said, "Okay, that's cool." RAIWE

Hehe. A typo made you 4/3 of a person. Also, leave him alone. He's a rebel. I have yet to determine his cause, though ...