oh lawd

i should be in bed right now... unfortunately, i'm online, being a retard.

last night, me and my dog's howled at the train. well, they howled; i sorta just wobbled my voice [loudly] like an idiot. even my dogs looked at me like "what the fuck are you doing?" after that, they were quiet though.

and now.. birds! stupid fucking birds everywhere. where did they come from? hell! yes, hell. millions of screaching, squacking, shitting blackbirds from HELL! the branches of our trees are bowed with the weight of the damned things. there is probably a half ton of shit on my car. oddly, i like blackbirds... however, today.. not so much. i'm trying to sit here and bask in my nothingness, blobbing like the lazy fat-ass i am; and they are out there, their voices a loud chorus of chaotic noise. well, it's annoying. hell birds.

other than some more random complaining, i really have nothing to say. - except that american soccer sucks. i watched three games last night, and i'll tell you... the american teams suck in comparison to just about every other country i've seen in matches. and come on "major league soccer"? what the shit is that? even the name of the league is retarded. it's like watching the special olympics, only without the cute smiles and random pants wetting. my hatred grows. yeah, this is not a new complaint, and i've known this for a long time... but it still amazes me how much we suck! but then, i'm also very biased.

aa, my headache is getting in the way of productive thought and increasing my level of agression. also, causing me to complain. i swear, it's not my fault. so i think i'm done.

ain't no sunshine...

i can't sleep, so i'll make do with posting.

i got to talk to ryan the other day. god, i miss him. [it sucks that my two best friends live so far away. jenn in maryland, and ryan in japan.]  but, had a great chat with my little 'arch-nemesis'. he finds out this week if his wife, jovi, is having a boy or a girl. i hope it's a boy; the world needs more ryans. i hope they name the child something really strange. other than that, we just reminisced the good old days, from back in high school. [jesus, that was almost ten years ago.] He asked if i wanted any 'presents'. i asked for this:

he said "i'll try." i choose to remain ignorantly hopeful.

naldo came by earlier. [last night] it was good to see him. we caught up, played on www.ytmnd.com, and made fun of random things. talked to heather. that was interesting. didn't call corey: i'm a bad friend. that's three calls in a row i haven't made. i have to do that tomorrow, before he decides i'm just some useless, lazy dork who lays around all day and never gets dressed or does anything worthwhile, [although, that's technically true] and he loses interest in me as a conversational partner.

another person that's fun to talk to is traci. although, i can't seem to offer any entertainment value in return. [poor traci, i'm sorry!] and speaking of traci, that reminds me of porn, which [obviously] reminds me of akira. i got a lovely package via e-mail. strangely, it was severely lacking in porn. which, if you know anything about akira, means something is seriously wrong. instead of heaps of gay anime porn; i got a nice two sentence letter, that in so many words, said: "a serenade would be wonderful! give me money in the hat." i have no idea what that means. i really don't. maybe it's an inside joke only he understands. however, there was an attachment with the e-mail. a picture of a hat. -_-. i'm completely floored. how does one respond to something like that? though, i suppose i should be used to it by now. maybe he plans to try and sneak up on me, bombard me with his love [porn] when i least expect it. i'm kinda scared.  

and, i think i'm done now.

condemnant quod non intellegunt.

ah, to post.

what with the cleverness that is my entry title [oh yes, sarcasm. and so early in the post!], you'd think i'd have something equally as clever to say. but, then, if you thought that, you'd be wrong.

decided to make one of these... things. unfortunately i'm far to incredibly boring and lazy to have anything interesting to say, or go out and 'connect' with people via bloggin. ah, well... so goes life.

so, last night, i dreamed of naruto again. i swear... this happened with digimon a few years back. scary. i probably should avoid colorful animated shows altogether, because my obsession with them leads to me having a complete mental meltdown. but then, the other choice is to stare at jrock concert dvd durring all my waking hours. and apparently, that drives people crazy. not me, of course, but... people. other people, like those in my house, who get tired of the bass, screaming fans, and listening to the guitar riffs in loop while i watch the same part over and over trying to learn the fingering. 

speaking of porn... there was a movie on tv last night... "playmate of the apes". jesus christ. where do people come up with these things? and where do they find porn actors that are willing to dress like apes and go around fucking those plastic girls? there was one character that made the movie worth while. this giant pink ape-man; go figure, he was gay. despite the fact that he was hot-pink, swaggered and posed like vogue-era madonna, and was trying to fuck the other man-apes... i would have been totally oblivious to his sexual orientation if they hadn't given him the effeminate voice. i mean, that's totally the one-all indicator, right? cause, like, don't all gay men talk like that? - sarcasm aside, porn is fucking retarded. which makes for great tv.

ps: yo traci, what up my homie? kekeke