why am I so... STUFF... and stuffs, =D

Today was the first time I had ever seen George written as Joerge... and heard of a person dying of being drowned in peaches... I need to sleep for tomorrow, so I CAN HAS MORE SLEEP FOR SATURDAY, AND THEN THE NEXT SATURDAY, AND THEN THE NEXT ONE I WON'T HAVE TO WAKE UP FOR HONORS GEOMETRY AGAIN!!!! =D =D =D I love this picture of George:

LOOK AT HIM! =D HE'S SO... Georgeous! =D WELL, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE!!! =D AND I AM NOW 4945 DAYS OLD!!! =D

WHAT? they lie... BUT THAT'S OKAYS!

they lied about the rainbow llamas apperantly... I GOT A SUPER ALBINO ONE! YAYS... multiply that by 100 and I'll get a gold, multiply that by 10 and add one and I carn't get any more, so, Yays... I would like a ninja one, or a king, nothin fancy...
OH MY BILLY SHEARS I THINK I HAVE ALMOST GOT THE IMMIGRANT SONG STUCK OUT OF ME HEAD! I finally had to look up the lyrics to see what it really said... it told a story, not nearly as random as a lot of the stuff I listen to! (John Lennon and me have like minded minds when it comes to seeming to be randomness and the like...)
THIS WAS FROM ME DA ACCOUNT! variety! yays... I come from the land of the ice and snow with the midnight moon where the hot springs blow... LALALALALALALALALALALALALALA YAWNING MAKES YOU YAWN. and the OTHER way around... Psychedellic... face face faces facity face... I had a dream where I was this super hero guy and I was friends with a REALLY FAT super hero who wore a viking helmet... AND I AM NOW 4944 DAYS OLD!!! =D

FACES OF HUMAN BEINGS SHOULD HAVE NOSES.

I WANT TO KNOW how many times I have mentioned noses in this blog... I heard a door creak and it sounded like the immigrant song, which EVERY SINGLE TIME I HEAR IT IT GETS IN MY HEAD! I am tired... AND ITS ALMOST THE TIME WHERE I WON'T BE TIRED, and thats the days where the grass is always greener until it gets used up and there goes all yer money... I don't know what I'm talkin about XD OR I DO, and maybe-
THE BEATLES ARE PRETTY, PRETTY PRETTY BEATLES WITH PRETTY MUSTACHES!!!! I like Ringo's hair in 1966 AND I AM 4943 DAYS OLD AND AM SWEATING MORE THAN NATURAL, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! =D

AND I LIKE IT, AND I CAN.

well, I don't know what to do or say... but I'll just go along any how any way and any day, every day... LOOK AT IT. that, right there. what do you see?... AND I AM NOW 4942 DAYS OLD and sweating far more then what is natural, and wishing that my C3 could come out as more then a barelly heard growl. AH, WELL, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! =D

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

well, I got to do a lot of stuff today... FAT STUFF IS FAT... I had nachos! I like cheese, and jalapenos... AND I saw an episode of the legend of korra, and saw a baseball game (which consisted of most of my day XD) WELL, ANYWAYS, I AM NOW 4941 DAYS OLD!!! =D

...The world is as it is...

ME NEW MASTER PASSWORD FOR ME COMPUTER IS 194 CHARACTERS AND I THINK I CAN ALMOST REMEMBER ALL OF IT XD

well... I attempted to draw a couple caricatures today, one of Freddie Mercury, one of George Harrison, and two of MAH SELF!

XD rather comical I know... I havn't drawn myself in about a year, and that was with a bag over my head... (BAGISM XD) some day I need a full sized bag...  WHY IS THIS FORMATTED WEIRD? The letters are different... I kinda like it actually... DID I EVER TELL YOU THE DREAM I HAD ABOUT YOKO'S HAIR? I don't think I did... AH, WELL, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I AM NOW 4940 DAYS OLD!!! =D

EAT FOOD GET GAS

OKAYS I've been lookin at rediculous signs XD at a gas station:
EAT FOOD
GET GAS
XD XD I can not get over that XD XD faces faces faces... the faces with the faces...
MY DREAM I NEVER TYPED:
well, lets see... I was going to a rolling stones movie, and then I was John Lennon going disquised as some uglyish lady and his friend was there too and later the guy apperantly found her attractive and John was just like XD XD XD so, later I was with this random guy backpack shopping, and there was a black one like mine and a tan one with a pattern on it and we got both and he ended up getting the black one and I got the tan one. about a half a year later, for some reason I wanted to trade and finally got to after a long while. Next, I changed into this inventor guy and he turned into a friend of mine. I had an invention I had been working FOREVER on, and it was finally looking good, its purpose: teleportation. meanwhile, he had a friend of his, the classic short red haired, enthusiastic, artistic sort of woman that always seems to show up in some dreams, and he kinda liked her for a long time but wasn't sure about her. as time went on, he finally got a breakthrough with his machine, and his first friend was the only one who knew about it, it was a secret. naturally, the friend agreed, he wasn't too into science, "Whatever," that kind of thing. his second friend was growing a lot closer to him, but he still didn't tell her about the machine and its success. after a long while of him testing it, he decided to try something: he would teleport himself to Mars! he got all this equiptment and did it at the exact time it would be a safe climate. strange enough, it worked! far stranger: he didn't need all the equiptment... and even more strange: There were inhabitants! on Mars! how was that missed? well, after teleporting himself to several plannets he found that some how getting to places by rocket and stuff messes up your entry to plannets some how, and if it's instant- you see other planets as you do Earth! if aliens from outer space came to earth by rocket or some form of travel, they wouldn't see the plant life or people- they would just see a waste land! and it wouldn't be safe to exist in, like other plannets! it was hard to understand, but he got it. For a while he took a liking to Jupiter, but then decided he would go onto something bigger, something that would certainly end up in death unless there was a small chance in the universe that his theory worked for everything: he would go to the sun! meanwhile, back on earth, the time he was on his home planet he was with the friend I mentioned earlier, now his girlfriend. somewhat. it was going good, though. she did find it suspicious just how much time he spent with his inventions and stuff...
So, he decided to do it: he would go to the sun. he pressed the button and-
he slowly got up in a lush forrest, and looked around extreamely surprised at his surroundings- it was a forrest, not some burning ball of plasma- a forest! then he started to get up when he heard something aproaching- he looked up to see a woman, about 3/2 the size of a normal human being, a tall and slender nude figure with pale blue and pink skin and white-blond hair, and bright blue eyes like kaleidoscopes, staring right at him, wondering what this strange creature was... she was an alien, at least that's what we would call her. all he could think was "astonishing..." this was the life on the sun... soon he ended up explaining his story about where he was from and how he got there and she was amazed, and she would carry around the strange little man from Earth, showing her friends and family the first human to ever reach the sun, and she had the right, she was the one who first met him. they got on real well, and pretty soon he was spending a large amount of time off Earth with her, leaving the rest of the humans he knew to wonder, except for his one friend who knew. his other friend though, his sort of girlfriend, was very curious and was starting to really like him, while his mind, heart, and soul drifted elsewhere. soon enough he was away for a couple of nights on the sun and managed to become a father. after returning to earth for a few hours, he returned to find his newborn children (I remember it only taking 24 hours, kinda weird but when you think about it- there's the sun, which causes day and night, which together each day is 24 hours... I dunno.) with sun people aparantly it was common to have about 5 children at once, so there were these multicolored objects that resembled rulers who would somehow develop into fully grown sun people. (within a couple days they would resemble human infants) odd, I know... I remember a teal colored one, a magenta colored one, a tan colored one, a lime colored one and I think there were a few others... he held them, and even though they didn't look it, they were the first beings born on the sun to be part human. soon he had to return home to Earth (even though he wasn't sure he wanted to) and went back to briefly visit his children over the next few days, and that's when his human partner started to notice something strange.
he had been working at a book shop along with his inventing, research, and visits to other planets, and was half asleep, wandering around in it. she came to meet him, and- was it just her eyes? what was going on? space seemed to warp around him, litterarilly. things within two inches of his body would twist and turn around him like he had some sort of space-time altering field around him. it was kinda psychedellic! but she didn't have the same apreciation for it as I would. what was this??? later it started to wear off, and she assumed it was just a trick of her mind. the truth was: all the time he had been spending on the sun was altering his ability to remain a normal being on earth without any disturbances in space. he returned to his new family on the sun that seemed to happen so quickly, (which it kinda did) and he was feeling somewhat guilty for still having the level of relationship he had with his friend on earth. how was he supposed to tell her without sounding absolutely insane? so he just stayed there, and his partner from the sun explained to him how when her species grow up they get their own piece of a star to light up, each being partly responcible for the light and energy emitting from each so called star just by living there, which diverted him from his worries, learning that his children might go on to have their own stars in the night sky, so he might look up there one evening and never feel alone, all he had to do was to teleport there.
YESH THAT WAS ME DREAM, I hope I didn't leave anything out... WELL, I AM VERY TIRED NOW AFTER THAT! PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! AND I AM NOW 4939 DAYS OLD!!! =D

... And no more running to the shelter of your drummer's little helper...

Why must so many drummers die... AND THEN THERE'S THE IMMORTAL RINGO, THE OLDEST BEATLE WHO EVER LIVED, 'cause he was the oldest to begin with... I've been wondering how that would be like, sometimes he seems almost paranoid or something... (I would be) not how he acts but, basically stuff like not sighning autographs (wouldn't want another Mark David Chapman) not getting fan mail (Drummers got to watch out for bombs in letters, so many terrorists out for classic rockers these days XD I dunno) WOW I just noticed my tabs in me browser...
Hon. Ge...
Persona...
New Tab
Are you...
Wah-wa...
lennons...
Google I...
Led Zep...
John Bo...
Rolling ...
The Wh...
Blogg...
SIGNIFIGANCE? I dunno, has a lot of goon music in it XD and then there's a couple of personality tests, blogger, I was looking up caricatures (I CAN NEVER SAY THAT CORRECTLY, I DON'T KNOW WHY) and the Led Zepplin was actually from a hippie store I was looking at which was EPICALLY GROOVY... and then there was Honers Geometry homework I was looking up... WHICH I will be tired in tomorrow if I don't get to sleep now! XD WELL, I AM NOW 4938 DAYS OLD, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE!!! =D
and I have found a NEW LOOKALIKE! (did I ever mention slash? XD)
JESS HARNELL, the voice of Wooton Basset on me favorite audio program XD

XD its funny I saw this but smaller in an ad thing on the adventures in odyssey website (yeah I listen to audio programs meant for 8-12 year olds, I AM THAT EPIC) and I freaked out at first thinking "HOW DID THEY GET MY PICTURE- oh wait- It's that guy... XD I seriously freaked out the first few times I saw it XD

ME HEAD FEELS LIKE... A HEAD

WELL, I AM VERY TIRED, I NEED SLEEP, AND I AM NOW 4937 DAYS OLD!!! =D

I LIKE YOUR NOSE.

I WAS GOIN TO TELL YOU ABOUT ME DREAM LAST NIGHT, WASNT I?
Well, it starts out with me, and I'm going to go see a movie about the rolling stones. then I  change into John, who is also going there, and a friend of him is there too but dosn't know it's him, 'cause he's disquised... CAN I CONTINUE THIS LATER? I'm tired XD well, anyways, I AM NOW 4936 DAYS OLD!!! PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! =D

I am tired... AND I HAD AN EPIC DREAM LAST NIGHT

I'd love to write it, but I think I'll have to write it tomorrow... it was what you call an epic dream, so I don't think I'd forget it... AH, WELL, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I AM NOW 4934 DAYS OLD!!! =D

LA LA LA LA!

PAUL IS DONE! now I need to know which one to do next... XD
AND I found out that Sippie is just 9 inches of fat away from the fattest cat that ever lived and does live, Katy from Russia, 50 pounds and 27" around! I tried to weigh sippie but he was too big to fit on the scale and he kept on moving... Sippiepies... OH MY BILLY SHEARS I wonder if I could link John's fat cycles to my "everybody but Paul is dead" theory, Ringo died in 1963 and was replaced by "Fingo", Fake Ringo. then George died in 1964 and was replaced by "Forge", Fake George. Then John died in 1965 and was placed by Fohn. then, in 1966 Fingo died in a car crash and was replaced by Billy Shears, which made everybody think that Paul was dead, the one remaining original Beatle. WELL, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I AM NOW 4934 DAYS OLD!!! =D

I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY....

WELL, I FINISHED JOHN THIS MORNING!

YEAH! John wears dark clothes... the light ones wern't extravagant enough for me... after George, who wore plainish stuff back then, and then he grew into a George, a different George... WELL, I GOT SICK TODAY AND ATE TOAST, AND I AM NOW 4933 DAYS OLD!!! =D

STUFFS COVERED WITH STUFFS.

I HAVE DISCOVERED THE STRANGE FAT CYCLES OF JOHN LENNON.- well, ANYWAYS, I am doing the John paper doll! John won this time, and I kinda had to take off some of his chubbyness,  but he gets really thin in 1967 again, so it's all good, I just don't think I can make the clothing compatible between the moptop John and the Sgt. Pepper/MMT John, White Album/Yellow submarine, and Abbey Road/ Let it be Johns... AH, WELL, he got a little fatness, dosn't make him any less of a good musician, although the pictures of him at the beach from the time look a little... lumpy... IN THE BEST POSIBLE WAY! now for today's Paul McCartney, time hasn't been too kind... BUT TIME SURE LIKES RINGO! It must love Ringo, HE'S ALMOST 72 AND LOOK AT HIM! =D
He's so graceful looking in the awesome shoes and the peace sign held proudly above his head: "I AM AN IDEALIST HIPPIE GUY: DEAL WITH IT, TRY TO LOOK THIS GOOD AT 72" and then there's Paul... It could always be worse! he isn't that bad... but not as good as Ringo... very few people get to have great noses like that, you know. WELL, I AM TIRED, AND I AM NOW 4932 DAYS OLD!!! =D PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! =D

FOODS. if only I had more crossants to eat me chutney with...

DO YOU LIKE IT? It looks like John might be next, according to the votes, within minuets I got 2 votes for John and 1 for Paul, it might be the opposite of votes from last time... WHO KNOWS? WELL, anyways, I GOT TO PLAY A GUITAR ONCE OWNED BY A FAMOUS PERSON! well, I forgot who it was though... no one I've really heard of in me memory... WELL, I AM TIRED, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I AM NOW 4931 DAYS OLD! =D

I don't paint my face, see me how you will

 I FINISHED ME PROJECT, I have a slight fever, and I am tired... peace and love, peace and love, AND I'M 4930 DAYS OLD!!! =D

I just realised how many bookmarks I have in me tool bar that I havn't used in over a year... AND I HAS A RINGO!

I GOT ME RINGO PAPER DOLL PRINTED AND I CUT IT OUT! I CAN PLAY DRESS UP WITH IT! =D it's both funny and fun! yays.... I like my jacket partly because it makes me look like I have broader shoulders and makes me look tough and I like to play with paper dolls... of rock drummers... SOON I'LL HAVE JOHN BONHAM! XD that would be interesting... well, with that mustache he could fit in with sgt. pepper's lonely hearts club band... I wish I had a really fat cat right now, but it is too mad to come in any more... meh... WELL, I AM TIRED, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I'M 4929 DAYS OLD!!! =D

a fat sippie is a happy sippie

I HAS FINISHED THE VISUAL PORTION OF ME SCIENCE PROJECT!!!! I THOUGHT IT WOULD TAKE MUCH LONGER!!!! I probably spent 12+ hours on it total so far... JUST THE FAMILLY TREE PART. then I'll have to write up something about hemophilia and then something about the ve the various royal famillies affected and maybe some short facts.. and then I need stuff for a bibliogrophy... and its due thursday... I think I might get an extension on it after all.... WELL, YOU CAN SEE THE VISUAL PART HERE:

yeah, and each one has little facts on it... WELL, I NEED SLEEP, AND I AM NOW 4928 DAYS OLD!!! =D

I NEED PIE...

I HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT, I was at a pie place, and I really wanted a raspberry pie, but people kept on making it with other stuff, mainly blackberries... a bunch of random people were there... there were these tall guys, my mom, a couple people from school, my cousin once removed, and a guy from school named Albert who changed his name to Victoria, probably because of my science project about hemophilia in the royal family... I never got me raspberry pie... but I now HAVE RASPBERRY JAM! =D PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! AND I'M 4927 DAYS OLD!!! =D

PAPER RINGO DOLL!!!

I've been wantin to do this for a really long time XD I wanna print it out... you can see it full sized here:
http://89000007anl.deviantart.com/#/d4zogle
Now I'm having people vote on who should I do next, I got 2 Pauls and an enthusiastic George... AH IT'LL BE HARD... WELL, HOPE YA LIKE IT! PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I'M NOW 4926 DAYS OLD!!! =D

IT WAS A 5!!!

OKAY, have I ever mentioned my REALLY WEIRD HANDWRITING? OR MY PROBLEMS WITH INTELEGENT WORDS? well, there was an assignment for homework for me to do an annotated bibliography for books I never read and had to find, set in China. I did that. BUT I needed a catchy title. that was one of the requirements. so, I only had less than a minuet to finish it, so I need a fancy word. I think "WHERE'S THE GUY WHO SUCKS IT IN WHEN I NEED IT?" You may not get that, you may not know who that is. you don't need to. so, the one and only fancy word that pops into me head is "exquisite". okay, so I wrote down in my readibly-challenged handwriting across the top, "5 exquisite books in China" and turned it in. next week, we read the bibliogrophies in groups and I'm like "AH, NO! My book descriptions are probably- BROWN STUFF LIKE GRUNGE. (DON'T ASK, ONLY I AND MAYBE SOME OTHER PEOPLE MAY GET IT) So, I get in my group and my teacher's like "You meant exquisite, right?" and I was like "what?...." and for 5 seconds I kinda tripped out like I always do and then "OH YEAH! why?" "well, a lot of people thought it was sexsquisite, that was a five right?" and I was like "...LOVELY XD" and apperantly by a lot of people included other classes, a lot of people, and I kept on cracking up. SEXQUISITE BOOKS FROM CHINA XD XD XD yeah like I think books are erotic... I guess some could be... OKAY so then later she shows the class the martian chronicals by Ray Bradbury, which I AM NOW GOIN TO READ, and she says "it's a little weird..." and some guy blurts out "LIKE SEXQUISITE WEIRD?" AND I'M LIKE XD XD "IT WAS A FIVE!!!" XD XD yeah, I love my good sence of humor... I kept on randomly cracking up in class over it when ever it came to mind and people were like "what are you laughing about?" XD that's why you don't do prescription drugs, children, even if they tell you to XD

well, NOW FOR THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY. I WATHCED THE "DOCUMENTARY" "PAUL REALLY IS DEAD". my thoughts: XD it's so sad in a funny way or funny in a sad way! I kept on laughing... it was backed up with all these "facts" too XD and George, I just need to call him Forge now, XD psh, paul didn't die... all the others did! XD Ringo in 1963, George in 1964, John in 1965 and Ringo again in 1967 XD WANT PROOF?: http://udel.edu/~mm/beatles/paulLives/paulLives.html and some proof Britney Spears is dead, replaced by the niece of Billy Shears, Britney Shears XD: http://www.britneyisdead.com/

I think I will try proving people dead now XD the beatles paul lives theory is pretty convincing compared to the paul is dead theory XD
 WELL, I AM VERY TIRED PEOPLE, BE CAREFUL OF YOUR FIVES CHILDREN, AND I AM NOW 4925 DAYS OLD!!! =D

I HAVE A LARGE FLUFFY BAG OF FAT IN MY ROOM.

WELL, I was just looking through me old writin files from like a year ago or more and I found some SURPRISINGLY LOVELY THINGS! well, I'll put a few on here, THE WRITING MAY BE IN DIFFERENT SIZES SINCE I AM TOO LAZY TO PROPPERLY FORMAT IT):

King Edrick (I HAVE CHANGED HIS NAME TO JACCORRICUS) slowly opened the door to prince Damian's dark room, left terribly guilty for what happened about mid-day, and now it was surely about rise-night, or post-set, although there was scarcely any difference between the two. When a ray of light flooded in the room, it at least wasn't so dark, and he could see Damian had been sleeping. Damian's eyelids flickered and opened, and when he looked towards the king his eyes immediately darted to the ceiling. “Why have you come in here?” he asked, coldly. When the king didn't answer, he asked again, “Why have you come in here?” angrily as before, exept this time his voice quivered. “If you don't care about me than why have you come in here?” he yelled, sitting up looking straight into the kings eyes. “Damian, of coarse I care about you, where did you get the idea?” the king said deffenciveley. “Don't avoid it! If you really cared about me, then you wouldn't of locked me up! I would of rotted in there forever! You wouldn't of done it to Alexzander!” he yelled, staring straight in the kings eyes, who tried to intergect but didn't know what to say. “Damian-” “You wouldn't have! For my own good? I almost had killed myself and would of died soon anyways! If it were Alexzander, you wouldn't have, but me, you wanted to get rid of! I'm a burden to you! You have never truly cared!” “Damian-” “Do not 'Damian' me! I do not want you to 'Damian' me again in my life! Ever! I hate you! How many times do I have to say this? I hate you all!” “Damian!” there was a moment of silence, exept for the heavy breathing of the two, at almost exactly the same rate, which made the king relise what it seemed like many had said. Why didn't he preffer the child who was his exact likeness? Well, part of it was probably that he had reminded him so much of himself. “Have you actually truly cared about me father?” he asked, his voice quivering again. There was a long pause. What could he say to that? It was a simple question, with a simple answer, but why was it so hard? He didn't even remember the last time Damian had called him “Father”. So, he just answered what came naturaly. “Yes.” the king said, because what other answer had he known? It was a question with only 2 answers, and the other would be both the wrong thing to say, and a lie. “Yes I have Damian, how could I have not?” Damian's expression softened, and he said, “then why was I locked up?” another long pause. “because I was confused at the time and

and it ends there. NOW FOR THE NEXT ONE

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It was a dark, cloudy day and the snow was turning to hail. Hopefully he'd make it to his apartment with this weather and tires. He had a paper to write. If only he was in the mood for it. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as the red traffic light turned yellow, and cautiously pressed his foot down on the gas pedal. No, he wasn't going to slide into a ditch like last year. How he hated the “wet” season. Yes, he needed a permanent vacation, not like there was anything to miss. Yes, he would love it. Somewhere warm, california if he had to, although it seemed so... juvenal in places. How that could change a person... why was he revisiting this now? It seemed so childish, but why did he keep on revisiting it? Would he have had some purpose in life? Stop! No! He wouldn’t! No! No! No! What would saying no do. Ah, what was wrong with him. Conversing with himself in his mind. How... something. As he was trying to find what something meant he saw a man on the side of the road with his thumb in the air. Who could stand in this weather? Trying not to skid, he pulled over to the side of the road. “You really shouldn't do these things to yourself.” he said under to his breath, to himself of coarse. The man was still standing there, arms crossed over his chest trying to keep warm, not noticing anything. He rolled down the window, which he kind of regretted, because of the sudden gust of cold that followed. “You need a ride?” he asked the man, who afterwards approached silently. Not the most friendliest way to reply in the world. He suddenly felt intimidated. Oh why did he do this to himself? Maybe it was... fate. The man opened the door and slammed it shut, and he drove on. The man reminded him of a stray cat, sort of, he looked half starved and very cold, and wasn't very well dressed for the weather either. He wore a long trench coat and a long warn scarf with a poorly knitted “T” on it, assuming that it was a T, although he didn't look like the type to have his initials on his clothing, and the way he was dressed along with his shoulder length soaked and frozen hair and his distant look as he looked at the window, made him more than seem like he didn't live anywhere near there. That, and the obvious fact that he was hitch hiking. It seemed awkward having a mysterious man sitting in the car that he didn't know anything about, and although he normally didn't talk much, he decided to ask him a question. “Just curious, what is your name?” the man turned his head and replied “Pyrkagio.” Pyrkagio looked at him with a look that was slightly a strange mix of pleading, sorrow, and some sympathy, making him look slightly innocent, and that was only 50 percent of it. The rest was just a strange curl of his lip, which probably was supposed to be a smile. Mocking or not, he wasn't sure. Well, still awkward. So, he muttered to himself, “Now, how do you spell that?” but Pyrkagio heard, apparently, and replied, “P-Y-R-K-A-G-I-O. The G is silent.” helpful. Now at least he could spell his name right. And say it. He sighed long and hard. “so, why were you waiting on the side of the road?” a friendly start, he hopped. “to get picked up. aren't you supposed to be driving?” okay, maybe not. That was cold. Then Pyrkagio cleared his throat and started to look out the window again. Was that a sorry? Hmm. Usually he would be more intimidated if a mysterious man who wouldn't talk much was riding in his car, but he seemed kind of familiar, and really didn't scare him much. He seemed, just out of place. Awkward. Maybe they did have something in common. Then he just said, “The name's Dev.” and smiled, except Pyrkagio was looking out the window, so he couldn't have seen it. He decided to ask another question.“um, do you have a certain place in mind?”

“there's a park around here, right?”

“yeah. Are you meeting someone there?”
“No.”

“then why-” he decided not to ask why he was going there, in fear of another unfriendly answer. “um, its coming up soon”

“what?”

“the park.”

“Oh. When the light up there turns red, aren't you supposed to stop?”

“what light- oh!” he slammed on the breaks, causing both of them to lurch forward.

“Can you drive more cautiously?” Pyrkagio asked, while tightly grasping the door handle.

“Do you want to drive?”

“I can't.”

“Oh.” awkward silence.

“Well, here's the park,...” Pyrkagio got out and when he was going to close the door he turned and said “thanks... Devon” and he replied “your welcome,” and Pyrkagio slamed the door shut. Then he said to himself, “how did he know my full name was Devon? I only told him Dev...” He could have been a good guesser, but then again, maybe there was another reason...

and then there's this, a little fragment I found that I can not get over

Young look to the old

and old to the young

they never knew how to talk to animals

and forget how to talk to god

they are so confused

but nobody finds this odd

AND THIS WHICH IS JUST HILARIOUS AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE IT CAME FROM:

Once there was a man in his cannoe

he had brought his wife along too

he was the one who wanted to move

to the northwest,

and of coarse he thought the waters best!

Now she on the other hand

prefered the land,

of coarse he had to take her along.

She was looking quite sick,

while he was getting hungry quick,

he opened a can

containing a substance barely known to man

she asked him what it was and then he said

Mamma's sardines!

Mamma's sardines!

Boy that smell really is mean!

Mamma's sardines!

Mammas sardines!

And watching him eat them was quite obscene!

AND THIS which just fits me so well:

Hand me a sponge and I'll greet it,

Hand me aged cheese and I'll eat it,

hand me a blog and I'll type my day,

hand me this moment and see what I say...

as I look at the moon light

I remember my dislike for twilight,

and I'll listen to my old watch alarm,

its new twin strapped to my arm,

hand me a brush and I'll paint it,

hand me a 1700s coin and I'll have fainted,

hand me some clay and I'll shape it,

hand me Hogwarts while playing tag and imediateley snape's it...

as I listen to my favorite audio program,

I think, can Regis Blaggard make jam?

I'll picture it in my head,

and dream about it when I go to bed-

hand me a rat and I'll pet it,

hand me a nonsence code and I'll get it,

hand me some paint and I'll paint my shoe,

hand me a document and I'll change the font and color it blue...

as I sit here at my computer typing,

I look at the metal object that almost knocked me out (trying to be rhyming),

I think about all the brain damage,

and then I suddenly want cabbage-

hand me a book and my summary will be verry long,

hand me an idea and I'll write a song,

hand me cookie dough and I'll bake it,

hand me the world and I'll shape it,

Hand me a sponge and I'll greet it,

Hand me aged cheese and I'll eat it,

hand me a blog and I'll type my day,

hand me this moment and see what I say...

WELL, THOSE WERE JUST A FEW OF THE MANY SELECTIONS, AND I AM NOW 4924 DAYS OLD!!! =D

The Rolling Stones says that THE BEATLES ARE THE BEST BAND AND SGT. PEPPERS LONELY HEARTS CLUB BAND IS THE BEST ALBUM!!!! which is kinda ironic, because the Rolling Stones only came in like 4th or somethin... XD

YEAH so... I DID STUFF TODAY... OH BE QUIET, PLEASE, I GET ENOUGH OF THAT OUTSIDE ME HEAD... whenever I try to express meself someone always ends up tellin me to stop one way or another... XD WELL, I AM TIRED, AND I AM NOW 4923 DAYS OLD!!! =D

I AM GOIN TO WRITE ABOUT A 29 YEAR OLD CARTOONIST WHO LIVES WITH HIS PARRENTS

YESH!  it has to be 8 pages at the most... WHY MUST THE GOOD BE SO SHORT? yes and then his mom kills some prince guy and they think he did it so he runs off, meets some magical hippie guy who takes him to an alternate universe, and in the alternate universe he is the prince guy about to be killed by the guy who actually was the prince guy! well, hard to explain. YOU WILL READ IT LATER, AND I'M 4922 DAYS OLD!!! =D peace and love, peace and love

My life sucks...

LIKE A HAPPY CHILDLIKE MAN-PERSON SUCKING ON A LEMON FLAVORED LOLIPOP! =D =D =D (okays, randomness... DON'T TRY TO INTERPRET IT, PLEASE, YOU CAN GET THE WRONG IDEA XD) WELL.... I AM DRAWIN SOMETHIN LOVELY, I JUST NEED A WAY TO TRANSFER IT FROM TRACING PAPER TO WATERCOLOR PAPER! THE THINNEST AND THE THICKEST... WELL, I NEED SLEEP, peace and love, peace and love, AND I AM NOW 4921 DAYS OLD!!! =D

WHY AIN'T THIS MACHINE GOIN ANY FASTER?

WELL, I AM TIRED... I had a strange dream last night about birds with minds like humans with physical genetic disorders... I IS SO NORMAL! =D WELL,, me computer ain't being as fast as it should, so I guess I'll wrap it up... PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! AND I'M 4920 DAYS OLD!!! =D

well, I GOT 2 RIBBONS AND A FANCY METAL TODAY, AND FOR DOIN MATH! I didn't know I was so smart! =D

HOW DO YA DIG IT? well, I just finished this, ODD I KNOW but it's all good! this is the second protagonist if you want to get the terms for it... can you dig it without reading the words? yeah, you can get it pretty well, really. NOW I AM VERY TIRED, DON'T DO CAFFINE CHILDREN, AND I'M 4919 DAYS OLD!!! PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE! AND I LOVE THE NUMBER 9! =D

iNtuition... ah,...

Introverted iNtuition Feeling Perceiving= INFP= me.
Type 7: Enthusiast = me.
OPTOMISTIC= YOURS TRULY
non emo? YESH, according to the quizzes pronouncing me as emo before XD
hippie? YESH
MOD OR ROCKER "No, I'm a Mocker" XD
OH WOW what a time waster I am... I JUST TOOK ANOTHER QUIZ! a hippie quiz, I'M 77%, MAN!  -that's not 77% man, but 77% hippie- OH MY BILLY SHEARS % IS A GROOVY LOOKING SYMBOL! % % % % % it makes me so happy inside... I don't know why... (DON'T SAY IT, MAN XD) - OH MY BILLY SHEARS 77 consists of 2 7s- REPEATING NUMBERS! I love repeating numbers! except for the number 6, I don't know why I just don't like that number- its shape scares me for some reason or something... BUT I LOVE THE NUMBER 9! 99999999999999999999999999! it's like a frown vs. a smile... 999999999999999999999999 that number makes me happy... 99999999999999999999999999%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% YESH!!!!! AND I AM NOW 4918 DAYS OLD!!! =D PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE!

I never knew Ozzy Ozborne was in a Ringo song... XD who would of thought...

I GOTTA HEAR THAT SONG. well, ANYWAYS, I am working on my project for science, making a familly tree for hemophilia in the royal family.... I seem to have little time for art these days but IT'S ALL GOOD... I think... I dunno. I need some water. WELL, ANYWAYS, I AM ABOUT TO- I just sneezed, AND I AM NOW 4917 DAYS OLD!!! ya know how you can't keep your eyes open when you sneeze? you can still type! =D

NYEH NYEH NYEH NYEH. YOPAYS!

LIKE IT? yeah...  LOVELY, AIN'T IT? introducing Richard... this is fun. I really like the last one XD so, instead of green like I did for Rex, i did orange for richard, except for his glasses which will ALWAYS be pink. WELL, HOPE YA LIKE IT! AND I'M NOW 4916 DAYS OLD!!! =D

I HAS AN IQ OF 134 =D

YAYS... before I think it was higher, I used to be in the 1st percentile... whatever that means... WELL, I NEED TO SLEEP, LIKE ANY HUMAN BEING.... YESH... AND I AM NOW 4915 DAYS OLD!!! =D