Sunday, June 25, 2006

One year older, none the wiser. All I've really learned is how much I lack true wisdom, how truly and magnificently inept I really am. I suppose that's wisdom... In a way. A fool's wisdom, perhaps, the kind that keeps you awake at night, and asleep during the day.
School starts tomorrow ( ha-ha-ha.the best birthday gift of all..), and I can proudly say that I haven't done anything of true, meaningful value. What a waste. But, well, you know how it goes... tempus fugit.

The first week arrives late, as usual, utterly incomprehensible. Just as you get something out of it, boom, the second week barges in. Louder, wilder and a bit deranged, it stays up all night and sleeps all day, introducing you to a world you thought you thought you swore off forever. And suddenly, its gone, as mysteriously as it came. The third week arrives early in the morning, buzzing your doorbell rattling on the door. You shake of you weariness and let it in. Its annoying, nagging and it lectures you the whole of its stay. Nothing really gets done and it leaves in disgust. Slamming the door on its way. So now you wait patiently for the last week. You think your prepared now, you know what to expect. You barricade the doors and board up the windows. You think your safe, but your not. It there with you all along, handing you the nails. Its quiet , yet rushed. Its all so vague. It says nothing, it gives nothing. And suddenly, its gone in the wind,in the middle of the night, with but a whisper of what you lost. And you wonder, sitting in the dark, haunted by that whisper, where all the weeks went.

Listening to that horrible sound, the new term, rattling your walls.



Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Its not that i've given up on blogging, i just have better things to do with my time. Ok, i lie. But then with nothing interesting happening there's nothing to blog about,and my secretive paranoid self is rearing its foilwrapped skull. Im drifting aimlessly in a sea of...things.Is this what they call peace? Nothing to really worry about, i cant lose sleep over anything because i dont have to wake up early and im at a loss for the words/large piece of cardboard on a stick to appropriately scream my doomsday warnings at the world.I'm freaking discombobulated.



Thursday, June 15, 2006

I'm back... after the longest of breaks I'm finally overcome my ammensia and realized i had a blog. Its not that i had much to do really, its just that i dont have anything interesting to say during the holidays. Most of my rants come from sleep deprivation, and since i wake up at ten, my sleep is considerable less deprived. This problem has recently been solved thanks to my old lobotomy scars flaring up again, through the aid of insane amounts of gaming, deadlines and daytime television.Though i am i happily and truthfully technologically inept, the internet calls to me, seeking to once again drain my lifeblood in its dark and sinister methods. Happy days, happy days. For this reason i have retreated back to my old haunts meeting my all my old friends in the forums. For the first time in months i have been flamed, threatened , banned almost simultaneously. Happy days. Happy days.

In my weary wanderings, i have stumbled across these comics, Byrobot.net and Team Special Olympics, the latter of which occassionally stars clowns, a winning formula in any medium of literature.Podcasts are also great sources of hilarity. IPR(Irrational Public Radio), my new number-one news source.And Holmes does it again, in record time too!