All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy
All Work And No Play Make Ty A Dull Boy.
Oh and if I don't have some sort of direction to be pushed towards I can't think of anything worth blogging about.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Free Writing #... 10?
Giving myself 5 minutes.
Well, Mikey is calculating how many hours and minutes are in 365 days.
I don't even want to free write. I don't know why I chose to do this.
TOPIC CHANGE!
2010 has been good. I thought about stuff this year more than any year of my life.
Aslan said he was Jesus.
I don't wanna work, I just wanna bang on muh drum all day!
100? 100 000? How many milliseconds are in a year?
WHATEVER! 5 minutes is up.
2010 was good. G' DAY!
Well, Mikey is calculating how many hours and minutes are in 365 days.
I don't even want to free write. I don't know why I chose to do this.
TOPIC CHANGE!
2010 has been good. I thought about stuff this year more than any year of my life.
Aslan said he was Jesus.
I don't wanna work, I just wanna bang on muh drum all day!
100? 100 000? How many milliseconds are in a year?
WHATEVER! 5 minutes is up.
2010 was good. G' DAY!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
I Wouldn't Touch You With A...
YOU FOOL YOU FOOLISH FOOL!
We haven't done a Freewriting thing in a while so I'm writing random shize.
Oh Come All Ye Faithful Joyful and Triumphant...
I don't know if I'm a Scrooge McDuck or a Who down in Whoville.
Scrooge Traits:
- I hate snow.
- I hate the cold.
- I hate getting presents for people.
- I hate recieving presents because you have to have the perfect reaction otherwise you feel bad.
- I HATE crappy christmas music.
Who Traits:
- I like the christmas spirit.
- I like when people actually mean their reactions when you give them presents.
- I like ... uuhhh.
I guess I'm a Scrooge.
We haven't done a Freewriting thing in a while so I'm writing random shize.
Oh Come All Ye Faithful Joyful and Triumphant...
I don't know if I'm a Scrooge McDuck or a Who down in Whoville.
Scrooge Traits:
- I hate snow.
- I hate the cold.
- I hate getting presents for people.
- I hate recieving presents because you have to have the perfect reaction otherwise you feel bad.
- I HATE crappy christmas music.
Who Traits:
- I like the christmas spirit.
- I like when people actually mean their reactions when you give them presents.
- I like ... uuhhh.
I guess I'm a Scrooge.
Friday, December 3, 2010
365 Days of The Greatest Singer Ever.
http://365daysofjonnycraig.tumblr.com/
If you haven't heard what angels sound like when they sing then prepare to have your ears bleed rainbows!
This blog is dedicated to my favourite singer in the world. His name is Jonny Craig.
Pretty much what goes on in this blog is the creator updates it as often (Almost everyday) as he can with anything and everything Jonny Craig. Mostly it's just songs from his albums or other songs featuring him.
Jonny Craig is in a band called Dance Gavin Dance. Now, not everyone likes the kind of music with screaming in it so if you choose to check this blog site out bare with the music so you can hear him sing because it's worth it.
Here's a list of what you should check out:
Jonny Craig - A Dream Is A Question You Don't Know How To Answer (Solo Album)
Emarosa - Relativity
Emarosa - Self-Titled Album
THIS BLOG IS PHAT. :)
Other favourite singers you should check out:
Aaron Marsh
Max Bemis
If you haven't heard what angels sound like when they sing then prepare to have your ears bleed rainbows!
This blog is dedicated to my favourite singer in the world. His name is Jonny Craig.
Pretty much what goes on in this blog is the creator updates it as often (Almost everyday) as he can with anything and everything Jonny Craig. Mostly it's just songs from his albums or other songs featuring him.
Jonny Craig is in a band called Dance Gavin Dance. Now, not everyone likes the kind of music with screaming in it so if you choose to check this blog site out bare with the music so you can hear him sing because it's worth it.
Here's a list of what you should check out:
Jonny Craig - A Dream Is A Question You Don't Know How To Answer (Solo Album)
Emarosa - Relativity
Emarosa - Self-Titled Album
THIS BLOG IS PHAT. :)
Other favourite singers you should check out:
Aaron Marsh
Max Bemis
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Letters of Note...
The site I chose to read and check out was the Letters of Note site.
To me it was bland and uninteresting and I'll tell you why Joe
"... Gabe"
"Gabe."
"I believe the children are the future..."
BUT SEROUSLY. The site was pretty boring to me. Maybe because I'm not really interested in ye olde historical letters but I bet if I was a history buff or enjoyed reading I would like this site.
But, I don't. It was boring. Maybe it was a tad interesting. Other than that I didn't like it. Even the colours were mind numbing. White, gray, and black? Yawn. (The snake)
The verdict: Uninteresting... to me.
To me it was bland and uninteresting and I'll tell you why Joe
"... Gabe"
"Gabe."
"I believe the children are the future..."
BUT SEROUSLY. The site was pretty boring to me. Maybe because I'm not really interested in ye olde historical letters but I bet if I was a history buff or enjoyed reading I would like this site.
But, I don't. It was boring. Maybe it was a tad interesting. Other than that I didn't like it. Even the colours were mind numbing. White, gray, and black? Yawn. (The snake)
The verdict: Uninteresting... to me.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Comin' Home (Answer to the question: If I could transport anywhere for the weekend.)
Well I've been down to Georgia,
I've seen the streets in the west,
I've driven down the 90,
Oh hell, I've seen America's best.
I've been through the Rockies,
Hell, I've seen Saskatoon,
I've driven down the Highway 1
Just hopin' that I'd see you soon.
Cause I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Well I've never been to Alaska,
But I can tell you this;
I've been to Lincoln, Nebraska
And hell you know it ain't worth shit.
I've been through Nova Scotia,
Sydney to Halifax,
But I'll never take any pictures
Cause I'll know I'll just be right back.
Cause I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home.
Well I've seen a palace in London,
I've seen a castle in Wales,
But I'd rather wake up beside you
And breathe that old familiar smell.
I never thought you could leave me,
I figured I was the one,
But I understand your sadness,
So I guess I should just hold my tongue.
But, I'm comin' home.
I'm comin' home.
I know that we're taking chances,
You told me life was a risk,
I just have one last question;
Will it be my heart
Or will it be his?
Comin' home,
I'm comin' home
So... Answer to the question is I would like to be home for the weekend. :)
But seriously, I have no clue. I'm (hopefully) travelling to Europe next september for a while so I guess I want to go to Europe
I've seen the streets in the west,
I've driven down the 90,
Oh hell, I've seen America's best.
I've been through the Rockies,
Hell, I've seen Saskatoon,
I've driven down the Highway 1
Just hopin' that I'd see you soon.
Cause I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
Well I've never been to Alaska,
But I can tell you this;
I've been to Lincoln, Nebraska
And hell you know it ain't worth shit.
I've been through Nova Scotia,
Sydney to Halifax,
But I'll never take any pictures
Cause I'll know I'll just be right back.
Cause I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home.
Well I've seen a palace in London,
I've seen a castle in Wales,
But I'd rather wake up beside you
And breathe that old familiar smell.
I never thought you could leave me,
I figured I was the one,
But I understand your sadness,
So I guess I should just hold my tongue.
But, I'm comin' home.
I'm comin' home.
I know that we're taking chances,
You told me life was a risk,
I just have one last question;
Will it be my heart
Or will it be his?
Comin' home,
I'm comin' home
So... Answer to the question is I would like to be home for the weekend. :)
But seriously, I have no clue. I'm (hopefully) travelling to Europe next september for a while so I guess I want to go to Europe
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
I'm Not Your Friend, Buddy!
Pet Peeves. First off why are they called pet peeves? That's so dumb. They aren't pets!
Alright, I have three pet peeves and they really grind my gears.
1) When people refer to other persons as "Buddy"
I had Mr. Matthews for science in Grade 9 and he was a strict teacher but I learned a lot in his class and I actually felt I learned something. BUT, whenever Mr. Matthews told a story that involved more than one person he would call everyone buddy. Here's an example:
"The main character shot the tank of oxygen and it exploded and then BUDDY over to the left shot BUDDY over to the right and BUDDY in the wheelchair soiled himself."
THEIR NAMES ARE NOT BUDDY!
2) When people step on my heels.
I'm walking down the hallway or in a public place and I'm forced to shamble awkwardly in the crowd and every now and then I'll get my heels step on. It's more hurtful than a monkey stabbing you with a disease infested syringe and then you puking your guts up for the rest of the week until the next Zoo outbreak happens. When people step on a little bit of my shoe that's fine. But, when they get their entire foot on the back of my leg. That's when I snap.
Alright, I have three pet peeves and they really grind my gears.
1) When people refer to other persons as "Buddy"
I had Mr. Matthews for science in Grade 9 and he was a strict teacher but I learned a lot in his class and I actually felt I learned something. BUT, whenever Mr. Matthews told a story that involved more than one person he would call everyone buddy. Here's an example:
"The main character shot the tank of oxygen and it exploded and then BUDDY over to the left shot BUDDY over to the right and BUDDY in the wheelchair soiled himself."
THEIR NAMES ARE NOT BUDDY!
2) When people step on my heels.
I'm walking down the hallway or in a public place and I'm forced to shamble awkwardly in the crowd and every now and then I'll get my heels step on. It's more hurtful than a monkey stabbing you with a disease infested syringe and then you puking your guts up for the rest of the week until the next Zoo outbreak happens. When people step on a little bit of my shoe that's fine. But, when they get their entire foot on the back of my leg. That's when I snap.
It is more annoying than hurtful but either way it sucks. I admit I do it to people by accident but that's because it's almost impossible to avoid in a crowd.
3) When I think about surgury I have a hard time walking...
I can't explain this one but I hate it.
3) When I think about surgury I have a hard time walking...
I can't explain this one but I hate it.
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