come to my classes and tell me if anything that my teachers are saying makes one fucking lick of sense and then tell me why the fuck i am in school. this shit is stupid. i am so amped off my ass right now and who knows why. me and robbie are at the school computer lab. that is pretty fucking energizing. i feel like screaming so loud it blasts all these nerds heads right off. you talk like a fag and your shits all retarded. rolling american spirits vs. rolling buglers, american spirit wins. were going to see autolux tonight, so all you suckers that slept on coming to the bay tonight like oh i dont know to go to fort bragg, you got a problem come see me! uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh bianca is the female joe imes. thats a compliment to joe and bianca. joe needs to marry bianca and then james needs to trick and rape bianca so that chuggy is born, chuggy or lord arby. and then joe can raise lord arby and chuggy so that my kids tum tum and num num wont get fuckin fucked with. 08 is the year it goes down. W2Cc,ILU.
i like this blog shit cause i can jack my mental off all over the internet with minimal response from my peers or anyone really! also i cant write with a pencil. but what is better than a pencil than 10 stamps that are connected to your freaking fingers and they change character with the shock of your brain stem. no wait, lets make mental babies people! jacking your mental off is no fun after a while if you aint making any mental babies that are gonna grow up to be beautiful successful mature mental adults!!
to the 92 people who have read this, welcome to costco, i love you.
this is a really good site for star trek fan fiction: http://cosmicduckling.com/star-trek-adult-fic.html this is one of my favorite passages: Jim paused for a moment, then got to the point. "Melding--has become one of my favorite activities. Melding with you. But I'm afraid it's having a strange effect on my body." Seeing Spock's concerned, stricken expression, he was quick to add, "Nothing dangerous. I've... just... my body becomes aroused. And this time, I think I may have ejaculated in my pants." As Spock stared at him, his eyes growing large into bicycle wheels, Jim added again--"Sorry to be so direct, but I thought you should know. I was wondering if that was normal for humans who perform frequent melding."
"No," Spock said in wonderment, "it is not normal." He paused and drew closer. "Jim, I, too... I, too, have reacted this way to our mental contact."
"I have memories of your arms around me and I don't know where they come from," Jim blurted out.
"I know your taste," said Spock.
"I've had a pointed ear tip in my mouth," Jim exclaimed. "Your pointed ear. I've got muscle memory!"
They stood, frozen, each one processing. "Once our minds were joined, our bodies could not help themselves," Spock concluded. "Our minds were so compatible that they induced our bodies to perform physical acts of--"
"We made love, Spock," Jim interrupted in a voice full of passion. "We made love tonight, and I don't remember it. We were so divorced from our bodies, there inside, that we missed everything going on outside. I don't even remember the first time I kissed you, but I know that I must have! The first time we melded..."
"That is an excellent hypothesis," Spock agreed, "although I was, myself, too absorbed in the meld to notice the physical experience." taken from farfallas story about mind melding. "khaaaaaaaan!" happy halloween you all really should look at this website: http://www.theworst.ca/slash/ not just because it contains this gem: but because it contains many other gem gem djemzys.
then you wont care about this. but its pretty nuts, this guy levels his character by only doing peaceful quests and not attacking anything.... nerd. http://pacifistundeadpriest.blogspot.com/
its a weird world we live in and all the relationships we make in our lives mean something special in this butterfly flapping its wings in japan causing a tree to fall over on your car in chico existence weve got going for ourselves. dancing around topics that bother us with strangers or jamming your dumb personal opinions deep down into the hearts of the ones you care about. flopping your flaky fleshy self all over peoples feelings thinking only about yourself because thats all that matters right? youre all alone. 1+1= 2 is only a mathematical equation. but i can see how 6,647,658,287 as of 2/1/08 can be 1, a more intricate disconnected hive mind of cellular mitosis one. nothing matters everything matters. other people help you grow, other people lock you up and throw away the key. you lock you up and throw away the key. the key being helping you become more who you think youre supposed to be? silly bickering over childish things, holding onto ideals that are outdated the world is different everyday you make your own reality you must do what is realest to your own existence. im not the knower of everything i know nothing important to you. i know me now which is not me.. now... haha. this is not about you, this is about me. but im sure if a word i just thought made any sense you can relate to it somehow. everytime ive thought about myself ive thought these same things so i guess i never really answer any questions about why i do the things i do or want the things i want so how can i ever know anyone elses reasons for doing what they do. so ill keep thinking about minya and laughing about retarded ass loser shit until my meaning hits me in the face like an atomic smoke ring from the final frontier. mental masturbation. creative masturbation. pissing in a river just ways of reconnecting to the world?
there are a million brighter stars that will burn us out of the sky
so, hey, awhazup. its me johnathan just watchin weird science right now. a girl just got her panties sucked off by supernatural winds and then she got sucked through a chimney and plopped into a flood puddle. man this movie is wild. all my blogs are about movies but i swear i dont even care about movies.... well maybe i kinda do, but only funny ones. so since i dont care about movies im gonna tell you about a sick ass movie me and robbie watched called the howling it really had nothing to do with werewolves but more to do with the effect of television on all of our psyches, that or it was really just a long bad movie with an amazing 15 minute ending, we probably laughed for 20 minutes straight after seeing this part: still laughing. right after that we watched bill and teds bogus journey. sick. sick as fuck. i woke up this morning thinking this would be the most boring weekend ever, due to the fact that im broke as fuck but instead of lettin it get me down i went down to amoeba and sold hella dvds including chapelle show season 1 and the last samurai... i dont even know why i own that, and i got 34 dollars... robbie had to talk me out of spending it all on cds, man that wouldve been stupid. but i wouldve done it if he hadnt stopped me. so then we got pizzas. 3 of them to be exact! because pizza hut has a 5 dollar each special, it was radical. super sweet rainy friday!
i didnt know this man and i dont follow every move that is made in hollywood but this is a bummer. According to the New York Times, Ledger was found naked and unconscious with pills strewn all around him in an apartment owned by actress Mary-Kate Olsen. Police sources told the Times that the death appeared to be a suicide. i liked 10 things i hate about you, but the movie that he was in that i really liked was candy: its an australian movie about a heroin addict, (played by ledger) i guess he played what he knew. hes no val kilmer but lets smoke fat budz to this fallen soldier... he was only a year past the forever 27's...
hes in star trek T N G. hes obviously the best actor on the entire show, he was in dune he was in lifeforce he was in robin hood men in tights he was in moby dick he was in all them x mens he was the voice of a great stag in bambi 2 he was nominated for screen actors guild awards for Outstanding Performance by a Male Actor in a Drama Series for: "Star Trek: The Next Generation" (1987) he was nominated for a golden globe for Best Performance by an Actor in a Mini-Series or Motion Picture Made for TV for: Moby Dick (1998) (TV) he was nominated for an emmy for Outstanding Guest Actor in a Comedy Series for: "Extras" (2005) he won the blockbuster entertainment award for Favorite Supporting Actor - Suspense for: Conspiracy Theory (1997). suck a dick william shatner.
so bianca and claire and pikers came to visit this weekend, its been wild, if by wild i mean we got drunk i went skateboarding and they did nothing, then yea it was wild. last night i got fucking twisted by myself and they all complained about it being too cold and they were tired. god shut up shut up shut up. we did watch two sick movies though, one was lifeforce directed by tobee hooper the director of poltergeist which is an actually sick movie in all areas sick movies can be sick so that makes sense that they would give him the highest budget for a movie ever for the year of 1985. it bombed it bombed hard. but now in 2008 we are reaping the benfits of this amazing peice of work. all you need to know is that patrick stewart is in it and he is amazing at getting his life sucked out by space vampires: . the next movie we watched was dreamscape with dennis quaid and apparently hes never looked better. this movie had 2 people from twin peaks and the worst soundtrack ever but it was pretty good its about psychic bros helpin people who have bad dreams and psychic assassins tryin to kill the prez. PSYCHIC DREAM BLADE ASSASSINATION!!!!! it got real. i had a dream that bianca was doing something hella boring and thats when i immediately woke up and said that dream was a complete waste of my time. boring dreams suck. bianca doesnt know how to read and she doesnt know what rapid eye movement is. i dont think she dreams at all. but one thing she does do well is dress up like raphael the ninja turtle real well. we went to pasta pomodoro and she ordered her food by pointing at the item and then turned down the wine that was offered to her by saying "it make me ti" she is a funny baby, but i think it is dangerous to let her babysit real babies with her being a baby and all. im gonna name my child num num and hes gonna be best friends with chuggy and arby ( james and biancas children who are products of rape and trickery ). mikey told me that his dad is a pipeholder and if you dont know what that means it means you starve and dehydrate yourself and dance for 3 days then you pierce yourself with sharp rocks that are tied to a pole and walk backwards till the sharp rocks pop out of your body. then you have a mega feast. if you do this for 4 years in a row you become a pipeholder which is one step below medicine man. check the wiki: The Sun Dance is a ceremony practiced by a number of Native Americans. Each tribe has its own distinct rituals and methods of performing the dance, but many of the ceremonies have features in common, including dancing, singing, praying, drumming, the experience of visions, fasting, and in some cases piercing of the chest or back. Most notable for early Western observers was the piercing many young men endure as part of the ritual. Frederick Schwatka wrote about a Sioux Sun Dance he witnessed in the late 1800s: Each one of the young men presented himself to a medicine-man, who took between his thumb and forefinger a fold of the loose skin of the breast—and then ran a very narrow-bladed or sharp knife through the skin—a stronger skewer of bone, about the size of a carpenter's pencil was inserted. This was tied to a long skin rope fastened, at its other extremity, to the top of the sun-pole in the center of the arena. The whole object of the devotee is to break loose from these fetters. To liberate himself he must tear the skewers through the skin, a horrible task that even with the most resolute may require many hours of torture. In fact, the object of being pierced is to sacrifice one's self to the Great Spirit, and to pray while connected to the Tree of Life, a direct connection to the Great Spirit. Breaking from the piercing is done in one moment, as the man runs backwards from the tree at a time specified by the leader of the dance. A common explanation, in context with the intent of the dancer, is that a flesh offering, or piercing, is given as part of prayer and offering for the improvement of one's family and community. Though only some Nations' Sun Dances include the piercings, the Canadian Government outlawed some of the practices of the Sun Dance in 1880, and the United States government followed suit in 1904. This sacred ceremony is now again fully legal (since Jimmy Carter's presidency in the United States) and is still practiced in the United States and Canada. Women are now allowed to dance but do not pierce their skin in the same manner as men. A woman's piercing is in her upper arm, and an eagle feather is attached until the piercing is removed. Some men do not do pierce at all, such as the Shoshone in Wyoming. They may pierce if they desire to. A Sundancer must commit to dancing for four years, for the four compass directions. It is a prayer of great self sacrifice for one's community and the people.
finding all this information out made me want to become a pipe holder and me being 1/16th cherokee i think its time i reaped the benefits of my ancestral rights. so 2008 is the year i go to my first sun dance ritual. wish me luck, cause robbie doesnt think i can do it.
wait i dont think i can do that. props mikeys dad silverhawk. that is fucking nuts. this is a video about the sundance experience:
bison are majestic beasts
im going to a sweatlodge with pikers and his dad someday. later!
i wish this was my tattoo yea sometimes i miss her but then im like... favorite strip club shrine with auggie cameo bros for ever bros for ever kib mibstrangelove nerd aussie entertainment juelz and andy m dataisgod@walmartconnect.com clint and trash hmm i cant explain much of this night except in involved arctic catapillars and gravestones. mighty mighty gravestones. my supercool ex bossman sweden was a trip uhh swedentang trill apparently james doesnt have a brother me and pikerz me and da salmon mon sick 1 (system bombed) sick 2 pikers me as clint as captain america this is what happens when you try to get sick in upper park minya can drive too this is the SICKEST PICTURE EVER: wonder what dennis hopper was listening to in apocolypse now? props g man pre production 08 this one was too naughty for photobucket as well
yep theres some spring cleaning of my photobucket and a little trip down 2 or 3 years of fucking retarded ass loser memory lane. 08 is the year things get serious broz. yea right.
A convocation of Theurgists in the guise of figures from mythology bearing gifts: The Scarlet Woman, whore of heaven, smokes a big fat joint; Atstarte of the Moon brings the wings of snow; Pan bestows the grapes of Bacchus; Hecate offers the sacred mushroom, Yage, wormwood brew. The vintage of Hecate is poured.
08 is the year it goes down.
