Where Flying Toasters Fly Free

Well, i guess its kinda my job to give a lil continuance of what happened to some posts i made via audioblogger.

The Christmas Song:
No, i still dont know the name of the song, but at least its out of my head.

Momentous! Mentos?
Nothing happened between us. I later found the phone number was for a fax machine even though she said it was for her cell. oh well.

Anime and Brain Fatigue:
The votes are in, The winner is MJR. Motoko Kusanagi.

and thats it, other wise i’m doing good.

Yeah, it was kinda late. my brain doesnt really work when its late…

Why do i feel this way?
My mom and dad want to take us to la salle shrine. its this shrine somewhere in massachusetts that every year around christmas puts up all these lights. Its all to remember jesus and all that crap.
Every year i make it VERY clear that i dont like going there, but every year they insist.
Right now I -

Hold that thought… HUZZAH! We aint goin!

buh bye!

I was woken up this morning by my sister at about 8 am.
She come into my room and says, “Wake up and look out the window.”
Lifting my head slightly, i caught a glimps of the outside. the branches of the bare trees that stood about 20 or so feet from my window were covered in a light layer of snow. i grogily said, “thats nice” and fell back to sleep.
Now that i am fully awake and have the chance to look at the landscape in detail, i notice how much it is changed by just a gentle layer of snow. What was once an eyesore was now something that looked like it was plucked straight out of a childrens book. The contrast between dark branches and white snow make a spectical of natures innate beauty.
I wonder, how many other New Englanders are having this same feeling?

Ugh Audio blogger is down…What a pain.

well, its allmost midnight here and boy has it been hectic.
Dads machine has been acting up, Big time. its defraging right now, i’m hoping that will fix the problem, but, Who knows?

i feel kinda bad though. today was a cloudy dark day. tomorrow dad has to go to boston, (he hates the city, cant imagine why…), and its gonna be dark and cloudy pretty much all week.

Heh, its a good thing i built this file server when i did…

i know to you this must seem like a string of completely random sentances, but, really, its not. you just have to see it from my perspective.

*sigh* oh well,i have Drama tomorrow, better go ahead and write my monologue.

—End Transmission—

Well, this is my first text post in a while. its a cloudy day here and my grandparents (if you can call them that) were supposed to come to visit my new baby brother Vash.

its 5 oclock and they havent shown up yet. this is the last straw. Game over, no continues left. they arent my grandparents anymore.

I just rined my one chance to spend some time with my dad to have fun. We were going to go to ZoomZoom Live this morning, and i was realy excited about it. But this morning,i was about to get up and dad comes down to my room and says, “If you want to go, get up. If yo dont want to go, i’m going back to sleep.”
Well, in my grogy state, i tnterperted that as., “I’m tired, i want to go back to bed, but if you really want to go to this thing, i’ll stay awake.”
So i said, no, lets go back to sleep.
when i finally do get up, its 9:30 in the morning, and i go upstairs and mom says, “What you did this morning was unacceptable. You wanted to go to that thing this morning and you got Me, up, you got your dad up, but then you decided not to go because you stayed up until 2 in the morning (i didnt, by the way). You completely ruined my schedual to go to this thing and then you decide that you dont want to go. I dont even want to talk to you.”
So then i go and talk to my dad. and he says “So why idnt you get up this morning? you didnt even get up to feed the cats. what happened?”
“well you came down and you said, ‘if you dont want to get up, lets go back to sleep.’ I thought you wanted to go back to sleep.”
“No, What i said was, ‘if you want to go, get up. if you dont want to go, i’m going back to sleep.”
i sat there for a moment, “Do you still want to go? or is it pretty much impossible to go now?”
“Well, its pretty much impossible, because we have work to do outside and then we have to go places…”
“Ah, i see. okay…”
and then i walked out, not only feeling like an ass, but now like a stupid, self centered ass.

and thats how i ruined my one chance to spend some time having fun with my dad.
now, if you excuse me, i’m going to impale my self with a stick.