Wisdom of the Dynamic Theist

Because all the cool people are doing it

Thu, 02 Dec 2004 04:49:19 GMT

find your element
at mutedfaith.com.

Why am I not surprised

Random things from the heart

Tue, 30 Nov 2004 04:06:34 GMT

I've been seeing all these ideal mate entries, and I don't see the point. Listing the ideal is a wasted effort. No one will ever fit it, and it's better that they don't. I'd list my ideal, but I don't have to. I've found it. Several times. The fact is, the ideal is someone you love who loves you back. Yes there are some basic requirements, but other that that, why bother. Ideals only limit your search. Just keep your eyes open, and your mind open. And I say to those who are my ideals, you really are ideal. Don't forget that.

The Codobus

Tue, 30 Nov 2004 03:13:20 GMT

Well here's something you didn't expect. An update by me. Weep and cry bitches, weep and cry. (sorry, Jimmy moment)

Funny how quickly things change. The afternoon of my last journal comment I was plunged into depression. Apparently intoxication lasts longer than expected. Over the past month I've been up and down constantly, not to whine, it's just a fact. I'll post one of my personal journal entries to show the change. Wait... never mind. Too many names of people. But who knows, if anyone cares they can ask for a censored version. But then again, it's just a lot of bitching and shit, but it is interesting to me, but not likely to anyone else. So I just wasted a paragraph.

I don't know what there is to say really. I talk to everyone so much on messenger, (well.. not lately, sorry about that) that everyone is caught up. I invite comments althoug I don't know what they would be about.

Question: Do I look better with or without glasses

How the hell did this happen?

Fri, 15 Oct 2004 14:53:59 GMT

Woke up about an hour ago, and strangely am in one of the best moods I have been in a while. Not really sure why. I figured I'd be horribly depressed, but no such thing. I'm somewhat happy about it. Apparently all I need is to know what's going on to get rid of stress. It seems to me that all the stress and depression I've had over the last few days has only been because of a horrid sense of being lost and floating, just waiting for something to happen. Now it has, and for now at least, I'll be happy. Not that the something is at all what I wanted or hoped for, but at least I don't have to worry about it. So, here's to good days and good moods. Have fun everybody.

And I didn't think I would update again

Tue, 14 Sep 2004 03:37:29 GMT

Well, here is a strange occurance. I am actually updating. Go fig.

In my time at the great city known as Cookeville I have met two people. One with whom I have workstudy. And Kristen at Blue Aether. Ironic that half of my new 'people I know' live in Crossville. Just goes to show my wonderful social skills in action. Yep.

Let me say that college is the most boring thing I have experienced, it's bad when I look forward to the times when I return to Crossville, but I do.

That's all here. which shows the boredom of my everyday life. See ya'll later

a post just because I want to post

Mon, 06 Sep 2004 16:04:30 GMT

Yay, another update. Yay.

Got to talk to Micheal aover the weekend and hang out with him and Jimmy. That was fun.

Got to go see Mark and Savannah with Micheal and Jimmy. That was also fun.

I ended up hanging out with Micheal and Jimmy a total of two days straight. Very fun.

What can I say? It was a fun weekend. YAY.

On to buisness.
Wait... I don't have any buisness.
Anyway, on to more random statements about my life and more random YAYs.

Not heard from Alex yet:(
(yes I used an emoticon. and I hate those stupid things. shit. :( )

nothing else to say

Two for one discount

Mon, 23 Aug 2004 16:13:58 GMT

Now for a normal post to complement my other post.

Power Rangers Movie!

What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
brought to you by Quizilla

Wow, that really sucks.

Anyway, Hung out with Jimmy on saturday, that was fun(Sorry for not calling on Sunday). Got together with Myke to make a college shopping list which was interesting. Went with him to buy a new computer nicknamed "God in a Can" Yeah, it will be awesome. Other than that, last week sucked. Nothing to do all day everyday. Hopefully, this week will be better. Hopefully.

Warning, I will now attempt to write a small something. Just warning you.

Once there was a balloon. Yes, a balloon. What was it doing, one might ask. Well, it was floating along on a gentle breeze, quickly gaining altitude due to being stuffed full of the noble gas helium. (Though I must confess, argon bears itself ever so much more nobly.) The balloon itself, having nothing but plastic and helium for brains, was occupying itself humming a tune that, if converted into a mathematical formula, would solve simple arithmetic(With argon, it could have done multiplication, but that is another story.) The balloon had just finished the popular balloonish ballad '4+3=7' when it stumbled upon a strange object. Being an inquisitive balloon it attempted to bump against it(balloons being somewhat lacking in knees). The object turned out to be a sharp branch, and the balloon's short life blew apart with the sound of integral calculus. Moral: If you're going to hum, don't.

Warned you.

Long time, no update.

Mon, 23 Aug 2004 15:56:20 GMT

Well, here is the mysterious, long awaited, post. In the making for weeks. Hopefully it's funnier than the others. But don't hold your breath. Without further adieu, the exciting, season finale of Micheal Kerley, A to Z. (Really pathetic clap track rolls in background.)

Q is for (great, try to finish up, and what do i start with? Fucking Q) Questions. Because Michael...um...asks...uhhhh... questions?

R is for Robust. Yeah, I said it. What you goin to do about it

S is for Sympathetic. Whenever I talk to Michael about my woes, he is slightly, somewhat sympathetic.(Look!! alliteration! I'm so proud)

T is for The livejournal. You introduced me to it. You are responsible. (Angry people gather rocks for stoning)

U is for Unforgettable. That's what you are

V is for Vonnegut. Because, me and Michael started reading his books at about the same time. AND HE ROCKS.

V is also for Voice mail.

W is for Waffle house. The greatest resturant ever, and the first time Michael paid for my meal.

X is for Xanadu. Hope you like that one. (I mean come on, how many 'X' words are there? God, that letter sucks.)

Y is for You! You're just a great guy, guy. (Jesus, Y sucks almost as bad as X)

Z is for Zepplin. Because, I'm sure he'd like to ride in one. Not to mention they sing 'Black Dog'. (Wow, all these letters at the end of the alphabet suck)

Well, that's it. Sorry for the horrible ending, but come on. Those letters do suck. Try before you criticize. Next time I start someone new(go figure).

Michael Kerley H to P

Fri, 06 Aug 2004 01:28:12 GMT

H is for Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. May Douglas Adams rest in peace. For he was a hoopy frood who knew where his towel was.

I is for Immolation. Come on Michael, you know you would set yourself on fire for a laugh. Or for food.

J is for Jimmy. Because the two of you are funny together.

K is for Kerley. Because Kerley hates it when I call him Kerley, thus that is how I will refer to him for the rest of the post.

L is for laughing. Mostly at me. Not with me. At me.

M is for Mark. The Idol of both our lives... I mean, Michael's life. I don't worship Mark, that would be wrong. Then again, that beard. (A wistful, dreamy look comes into my eyes.) (Guess what type of break I'm taking)

N is for The Family Man, or Beowulf by first graders. No offense, but the story sucked. I mean really, my Tapir story was better than that.

O is for O...O...What the hell begins with O...Omlettes...no.. Octopi... no... Olives... funny, but no... I've got it!...

O is for Old Books. You know, those ones from the library. I think, "You know, these book's titles and subjects just sound funny, let's show Kerley." What happens? Kerley essentially tells me I am immature, and scoffs at me. You heard me, SCOFFS. I would be angry if it wasn't for the sheer joy of actually being scoffed at.

P is for The Penguin Joke. It's not funny. No matter how many times you force Jimmy to tell it, it's still not funny.

Entry 2-Writing skills

Fri, 06 Aug 2004 01:12:24 GMT

Well, seeing as how I talked about creativity last time, today's subject is my writing itself. First, my non-fiction. I will have to say that I am quite proud of my many essays. Those I wrote in Dual English, and my patriotic paper were quite good. Although perhaps not as verbose as they should be. But, as is the way with the world, my true desire of writing fiction, seems doomed to failure. I suck at character developement, dialogue(Oh God, how I suck at dialogue), however my description isn't that bad. As an example, I cite my short lived fantasy story. To get a good picture of the utter horror of this "masterpiece" picture in your head, Tolkien's Lord of the Rings series, (the books, not the marvelous movies). Now, take the dialogue, and reduce it to the level of a bad porno. Next, reduce the descriptions to average, instead of absolutely incredible. Then, cut the amount of action in half. And lastly, make the story a generic fantasy that no one wants to read, except those poor pathetic souls, whose sole purpose in life is to read every book that is part of the fantasy genre. My story was slightly better than what you are now picturing, but not by much. But that is balanced by my wonderful essays. (insert sarcastic tone). Luckily, my skills have improved since then, and my game script so far is not too shabby.

Next post - Blowing one's own trumpet(oh, if only I could.)

(If you didn't catch the connotation, you're not reading well enough, and you have no respect for scatalogical humor, which is probably a good thing)

new types of posts?!?????????!!!!!!!?!?!?!!!??!?!???!?!!?

Wed, 04 Aug 2004 04:06:22 GMT

Today marks an important landmark in the marking of my journal. Two new types of irregular updates will be starting today. The first is a strange type of post which would be relegated to a personal website, but i don't have one, so ya'll have to put up with it. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
The other is based off of a really sucky show on VH1 known as A to Z. If you like the show, too bad, it sucks. Thus, by logical reasoning this should lead to a marvelous spinoff post which will be fun for all. yay. enjoy.

The First Entry In
"A Good, Long, Hard, Look in the Proverbial Mirror"

This entry is entitled, "The Irony of Writing about Writing"

Foreword

As I sat at my window at the bank where I am currently employed, I started to consider how I view myself, and what I am. So, I decided I could write about it at the expense of others, and at the rsk of beign accused of "bitching" about my life. I will try to be honest and not put myself down except where I am truly lacking. Thus, do I begin, my good, long, hard, look in the proverbial mirror.

Entry 1

Ah, where to start, since I am writing, my creativity would be a logical choice. So here goes. My creativity is very rare. Give me a topic and I can usually write about it. Give me free reign, and nothing flows. I can remember, maybe two or three big original ideas, one was my game which I am currently making, another, was my fantasy story which we will talk about later, and the other,... um... i don't remember. Not to mentioin the incredible amount of time I have to invest in any kind of brainstorming for any results at all. My game is currently taking forever, and probably will continue to.

Tune in next time for writing woes.

Now for the second entry

Michael Kerley A to G

A is for Absurdist. Michael loves Kurt Vonnegut Jr., as do I

B is for Bitching. Every time I even think about bitching about myself, Michael is ready to tell me off.

C is for The Clash. He almost killed me when I said I didn't like them

D is for Douglas. No comment

E is for England. Mostly because E stumped me. And its where Douglas Adams is from

F is for Funny. Not only is Michael funny. He thinks I'm funny. No one is perfect

G is for Giant Live Chicken Strips. That story was pure genius.

The rest of the alphabet later. Fear not everyone else. I will reach you in time

ROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR

Tue, 03 Aug 2004 03:18:07 GMT

FIRTS I WNAT OT KNO WHI NOOEN ES ON MESNIGER. YUO LAL NEVRE LOGG ON. I WACTHED A MOOVY CALD "EVNET HOIRZNO' TI WSA L33T. IM GONAE PLAE WORDLS OF DAKRNEES WIHT A FREIDN OLNIEN. YAY.

no reason whatsoever

Mon, 02 Aug 2004 02:51:25 GMT

i am now playing a game known as Planescape:Torment. It rocks, try it. Can't wait until the 8th. Coming back. When does everyone want to get together and have a big homecoming bash?

asfjoiewfijronvon0fqewor

Fri, 30 Jul 2004 02:23:12 GMT

Well, i lied about the game post.

Go figure.

Watch as i continue to do one line paragraphs

Can't wait to see everyone.

I am now playing fallout 2.(In the background, Mark cheers)

Bought black and white but won't be able to play it until my laptop is fixed

nothing else has happened

no new game posts yet[everybody "awwwwwww"]

Mon, 26 Jul 2004 23:51:59 GMT

Well, hello. Now for the thrilling conclusion to yesterday's question, I was about to say "[nobody cares]". Now to buisiness. Or not.

As you have noticed, I have a picture now. And as soon as everyone makes fun of it and insults me it will be gone. I am returning to Crossville on Sunday the 8th of August. Yay. Today will also feature a game post. Yay. I have discovered the wonders of www.somethingawful.com. Yay. I have nothing more to say. [YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY! YAY! YAY! YAY!] (Okay, that is enough.) [use contractions moron. God, I hate when people don't use contractions. What, you think you're too good to use contractions, well guess what. YOU SUCK!] (ooookay.)
{note, now to fix everything}
<(0.0<) (>0.0)> (^0.0^)
{note, the Kirby dance fixes everything.}
[I'm gonna call a bullshit. Anyone else?]

Hooray for (insert random subject here)

Sun, 25 Jul 2004 03:14:25 GMT

Here I am once again, returned from the bottomless pit to torture you with meaningless game developement and bad humor. Because of Michael's comment that my humor is topical(exactly what was so funny about that Mark?) I will keep my game posts separate from my other ones. Hooray{note, insert dead even tone}. Actually, the only thing that has happened is that I am going to play a game of Shadowrun with a friend i've met down here. It should be fun. And I am sorry that Michael and Jimmy are having problems. If anything ever happens in this hell hole known as [wait for it, what will he say? Guin? Alabama? the south? Who knows, tune in next post for the answer. {note, cliffhanger completely devoid of tension}

Who likes games?

Tue, 13 Jul 2004 01:00:06 GMT

Well here I am. Since it's been more than a week since I updated, I will begin with some bitching. The past three days have been the most miserable days I can ever remember. I have been stricken with severe lonliness and depression. I currently have a longing for love, not sex[though that would be nice](come on, can't I see that I'm trying to be serious here)[Yes], just love. {Note, I'm serious here}. Not to mention I have an immense boredom of life. I am in the kind of mood where I constantly wish for video games, or books, or even web comics to be real.[Help me, I'm going off the deep end](Probably)[See, we can agree]{Note, probably will never happen again}

If you wish to see what started these feelings check out the comic at elgoonishshive.com Its pretty good

Onward ho.

As for game news, I have decided that it will have a party system, and I'm now trying to decide whether to have an ATB system like ff7, or turn based like ffX. Comments please.

Now for my prologue, please respond to this and give me suggestions. The names are temporary, so if ya'll could help with names It would be appreciated

Teacher giving lesson to cool accompanying CG movie

Long ago, before our world was created, there lived nine powerful Gods and Goddesses who kept order among the stars. The two strongest were GOH, the God of Holiness, and GOE, the Goddess of Evil. These two kept order among the other Gods. Below them, but above the other Gods was GOIAI, the God of Innovation and Invention, who was responsible for the plans and ideas which the other Gods fulfilled.

Beneath these three were GOC, the God of Creation, who is responsible for all things which exist, GOWAD, the Goddess of War and Destruction, who spread strife and discord, GOT, the God of Time, who held the fabric of reality, GOALV, the God of all Living Things, who made the spark of life which resides in all plants and animals, GON, the Goddess of Neutrality, who is responsible for sustaining the balance of the elements, and (God I haven’t decided on yet). These nine Deities roamed the universe creating the stars and spreading life. And order reigned throughout the universe.

But one day, for no apparent reason, GOIAI attacked the other Gods with an army of mechanical constructs. The battle lasted less than an hour as GOIAI was no match for the combined might of the other Deities, and was quickly defeated. After the battle, the Gods questioned GOIAI, but all he would say was “There is a dark enemy approaching, which will defeat us all.” Furious at his stubborn refusal to explain, [and stunned at the horrible quote](Hey, not here){Note, these comments are not part of the story, but they could be if you like them} The Gods imprisoned him in a cage of stone, and placed their Seals upon the prison, to hold him captive. [What are gray mammals going to do?](SHUT UP) To protect the Seals as they roamed, the Deities created a race of guardians, to whom were left the powers of the Gods. We are those guardians. The eight schools of magic were created to maintain the Seals, pass down the powers of the Gods, and keeping GOIAI in check.

However, sometimes GOIAI’s power becomes too strong for the schools. It is at these times that a Magus is born, with the power to take the Seals of the Gods and commit to all eight schools. The Magus then confronts GOIAI and sacrifices his life to weaken GOIAI and hold him in check for several generations until a new Magus is born. In order to recognize the Magus, the Gods left the Orb of the Magi, [original name] a mystical [orb?] jewel [Drat] which assigns new mages their school and appoints the Magus. This Orb is kept within a cave designed to test the new mages skills, and determine their worth.

End movie

And that’s all

“Jesus saves: The rest of you take damage” - t-shirt on Hyperionpress.com

Game plan

Mon, 05 Jul 2004 03:34:24 GMT

While it may seem like I have a one track mind[with constant pitstops], I have a request. I have to come up with names for nine different deities which are the founders of the nine schools of magic in the game I am creating, If anyone needs more details than what I put please ask.
1.God of all that is holy{Note, White mage}
2.Goddess of all that is evil
3.Goddess of all living things{Note, blue mage}
4.God of creation{Note, summoner}
5.Goddess of war and destruction{Note, battlemage}
6.God of time{Note, time mage}[Wow, I am totally surprised at that one]
7.Goddess of neutrality{Note, elementalist}[Okay, am I the only one who thinks this is the worst idea for a God ever?]
8.God of innovation and invention{Note, technomancer}[Okay I was wrong](Actually, I kinda like this one)[I would, pansy]{Note, reference to other personality as I}
9.Don't have any idea what God this might be, or what school of magic[Yet I want help. Aren't I doing anything on my own?](Hey, supervisors have a very important job)

In other news, the paintball thing went really well, and was a lot of fun. I met a guy in the youth group that loves pen and paper rpgs, and plays Warhammer. Plus, I managed to go the entire time without revealing my true religious beliefs[See, I'm a pansy](Okay, I have to agree with me there). However, I did debate gay marriage, I couldn't resist it.[I'm really starting to wonder about me](Hey, I've read the post, I know better than that){Note, The reference is to the post about the girls I would have dated}.

This morning I heard the most infuriating sermon I have ever heard in my life. The pastor went on and on about how Christians need to take a stand and “take back America” Because as history shows, theocracies work. Don’t you love divisive preaching?

Hope everyone is still doing good. Be safe.

Duct tape
[Oh, that's funny. I'm splitting a side here]
(I wish)
[No, I don't, I'm kinda happy I'm not]
(But I'm not)
[Yes, I am]
(Wait, now I'm confused)
[No I'm not]
{Note, In the interest of everyone's safety, I will now end the entry}
[No I won't]
--Entry Terminated--
<(0.0<) (>0.0)> (^0.0^) {Note, kirby dance}

Sat, 03 Jul 2004 01:53:01 GMT

Let us be overjoyed at a new journal entry by the codobus.[Oh, yeah. Everyone wants to read stupid drivel from a guy who writes in multiple personalities.](Hey, I thought it was pretty funny)[How surprising]

Anyway, this saturday, I am planning on going to play paintball with a local youth group, from a Church of God nonetheless.[I can't wait to see the couch potato deist try this](Anyone else sick of the contant meaningless interruptions?){Notice previous irony and sad attempt at humor}

I'm still missing everyone. Haven't chatted with Mike recently, hope he's not mad or anything. I'm happy to learn that at least one person thinks I'm funny.[This post will change his mind]. In the interest of entertaining posts, please tell me anything that is simply stupid instead of humorous.

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[sorry, masturbation break]
(Oh shit, don't tell them that!)
{For those offended, please ignore the previous two comments.}
Well now that I've completely embarassed myself. I still think Mitch Hedburg is one of the funniest comedians I have ever seen. I have some great ideas for my game I am making, but I have to get a graphics program to do anything. If anyone wants to help in any aspects of my game design please let me know, I will need help. Have fun everybody, and don't do anything I will feel bad about.

"I don't have a girlfriend, I just know a girl who would get really mad if I said that."-Mitch Hedburg

"I played in a death metal band, Everyone thought we were either really great, or really bad, or just okay"-Mitch Hedburg

Fri, 02 Jul 2004 01:44:44 GMT

So far I am only missing two e-mail addresses, so come on Jimmy and Alex, GIVE ME YOUR E-MAIL THAT I MAY STEAL YOUR SOUL.

While updating everyday results in some boring posts, I still can't help but do it. I guess I have become addicted to spilling my innermost feelings where everyone else can see. Go figure.

If anyone who reads this has any suggestions on a 3-d art creation and/or 3-d animation program. I could really use them.

I would recommend working in a bank to anyone. It really reduces one's desire for money, by exposing one to it constantly and in large amounts. Not to mention the hideous stench of a large amount on money. I'm not kidding, it really stinks.

I wish I was funny(funny-looking-ed.), but I'm not. However, I will still attempt to include humor in every post.(See, I just did)

One of the items I left in Tennessee which I miss a surprising amount is my bible(no I will NOT capitalize it, it doesn't deserve it). For the express reason of reading the Gospels(They deserve it). I have recently recieved a large curiosity for the words of Jesus as expressed in the first three Gospels, I am only interested in the book of John as a contrast to the first three in how Jesus is presented. Once again, this by no means expresses my want to be a Christian. Actually I have been overtaken by delusions of grandeur of reforming at least a few Christians to what I see as Jesus' real message.(While remaining a Deist, wouldn't that be funny). I see the Christians of today as highly similar to the pharasees of Jesus's time. So focused on what is or is not a sin that they no longer accept people as Jesus saw them. (By the by, if anyone wishes to disprove me, or dispel my delusions of grandeur, you are welcome to it. No sarcasm intended[really]).

Hope everyone enjoys their Cody and Alex-less times. I guess it's not fair to lump those together since you probably have differing opinions on both.(Notice as I continually sneak self-loathing and humor under your noses)[Yes, I understand that I have no reason to loath myself, but if you fuckers can do it, I sure as hell can]
(I apologize for the language used a moment ago, I will try to control me in the future)[You thought I would use this for a cheap joke didn't you? Well, you were right fuckers! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Hee, Sigh.....]

Now that I have my multiple personalities and rampant insanity under control[Ha, I wish](Apparently I will continue to attempt to show multiple personalities while writing, by using different types of type enclosure {a.k.a "([{}])"} and each will be referred to as "I", tell me if it works)

Actually, I think I'm done. Talk to ya'll tomorrow or sooner.

[Anyone else still wondering how Mark managed to get laid?]

(Shut up)

Religion permeates all

Thu, 01 Jul 2004 04:36:46 GMT

Today I went to church. Not sure why, but it wasn't too bad. True, I still don't believe any of it, but it is still interesting to see people come to God i their own personal way. Even though the intertwined believes cause so much pain and division. Honestly, I'm considering becoming a Unitarian. We'll see how that works out

Well, It's late, and I have to wake up at 6:30, so I'll sign out for now.

By the by, I do despise my own self-loathing.

problems and apologies

Wed, 30 Jun 2004 03:15:16 GMT

Today, I have felt strangly remorseful over the things I wrote yesterday. This does not mean I didn't mean what I said. I just wished I could have said it a little more nicely. But then I thought, what good is a journal if I don't put my feelings into it. The fact is, I really was that angry, thus, it should have shown. However, since it is unlikely anyone will care enough to look at my journal, this last paragraph has been wasted.

In other news, I have personally discovered that adware is the most infuriating and annoying thing ever invented in the history of man. I finally removed it from my computer, but not until I had already suffered through five days of internet hell.(By the by, the adware is one reason I lost so much type yesterday.

I've already mentioned this, but let me reiterate. Being the only liberal or deist(or non-christian for that matter) in a one hundred mile radius is incredibly draining my energy. I honestly have trouble sometimes remembering my reasons for being either. I miss the political and religious chats I had with everyone in Crossville. Instead, I am forced to sit through four hours of southern baptist drivel every sunday.

Second day away and I'm already missing everyone a ton. Farm work isn't too bad. I'm helping put up new fence, which is much better than the weed eating I usually do.

Thanks to some nosing around in other journals, I have discovered that my problems are really not that bad. However, that will not stop me from bitching about it by any means.

I hope I get someone to email me or something soon. I'll check in later.

Goddamn this stupid piece of shit called the internet

Tue, 29 Jun 2004 04:02:08 GMT

I just lost thirty fucking minutes of from the heart journal entry. If I could ever be more angry or furious I don't want to hear about it. Anyway, now to recap.

This recent LOAD OF FUCKING SHIT has made me mad beyond belief. Two groups of friends, GOOD FUCKING FRIENDS, has been broken up by a FUCKING IDIOT who can't control his hormones. Sweet Jesus, why must one person's evilness and stupidity ruin countless friendships. I have never been so angry, depressed, and dissappointed at any given time. Not to mention the fact, that I visit all of them for the LAST FUCKING TIME for at least two months and I get one excellent day at Knoxville with Alex and Jimmy, half a day with Kerley which spawned my newly found journal writing skills, a maximum of THREE FUCKING HOURS (maybe I should lay off of the anger perhaps?)with Mark, during which he paid practically no attention to me, and what do me and my future roommate do? we WATCH A FUCKING MOVIE, no talking or anything, he talks to Eric, I listen. Needless to say, I am furious and dissappointed.

Added to the previous, I have found that I am mentioned once, and only once in any of my friends livejournals that I have seen(namely Mark's, Kerley's, and Mike's). Apparently I am a useless "third wheel."

Alex and Kerley hooked up. If they don't last for at least two(yes two) months I will be extremely angry at them for hurting so many people simply for one week of cuddling. I have always put out a cynical, indifferent, nonemotional, persona, but the fact is(beware: what follows is pure honesty, these are my true feelings, otherwise, why bother with a journal?) Alex is indeed one of the few people I have ever wanted to go steady with. The second of two who have dated one of my friends(Mark, you are one lucky asshole.)Do I blame them? Of course not, let's take a poll: Who would you rather date, someone who is cynical, boring, addicted to video games and reading, generally acts like he has a pole stuck up his ass, has hair from the seventies, has the handsomeness of a gopher, and the physical prowess of a dead gold fish, or someone else?

Well, there is my anger, self destruction, and disappointment all in one. However, I would just like to add: I am always here for any of my friends to talk to. I will never reveal your secrets, I'm just a nosy son of a bitch. Have fun all you shiny, happy, people. Go and be happy.

"Men never do evil more completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction."-Blaise Pascal

I despise being a newb

Tue, 29 Jun 2004 02:20:09 GMT

Well, here I am. The first post on a site known as "The easy way to collect gossip"(note: I'ts not really known as that, that's just what I like to call it)Currently I am at the beginning of a two month stay, away from my family and friends, and let me tell you. In many ways it sucks horribly. First problem: I am surrounded by nothing but Christians, and not just any Christians, but mostly the mindless ones. Those people who never answer a question, just tell you, "It's in the Bible." Well, I personally try not to take advice from a book whose God "told" a group of people to kill another group of people simply because the first group of people deserved their land. But that's just me.

Second Problem: Lack of communication. Being the responsible person I am. I completely forgot to get e-mail addresses from my friends. So if any of my friends are reading this, please e-mail me, Mark knows my address.

I'm sure the rest of my friends have written about a certain shitty incident which happened one or two weeks ago. I wasn't present, but it has affected me. Mostly by filling me with extreme hatred and loathing for a certain individual. (No, not you Jimi(or Jimmy however the fuck you spell your name)). I hope someone reads this, I would hate for all this writing to be for naught(I love that word). So that's my life. I hope all you nosy voyeurs are getting off on my ramblings, but it's over now.