It's Like Yoko Said...

Yoko & I

...from my lovely friend [we shall call] Yoko's blog: oh check that out at http://eccentricrae.blogspot.com/

i'm going to die this week.

(stop)

simply and miserably (& epically) fail.

(stop)

my wrist hurts from writing.
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my head hurts from thinking.
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no function.

(stop)
i'm tired.
i'm tired.
i'm tired.

(stop)

Update

I actually feel much better. And in this time of finals I have nothing to say really but "damn" I am fine with everything but my 1:30-2:45 class....which occurs today and one more day...Thursday. Worst academic decision ever made.

On another note, I traveled into the nation's capital last night to see the Sir and celebrate his birthday[which is on Wednesday but he will be doing of age things and I have 28 more days before I am of age]. I made him the spiciest shrimp alfredo and garlic bread[all from scratch mind you] he's ever had... and it is now his favorite food... since I thought it was originally, but apparently he "said Shrimp scampi..." lies and deceit. He even bought southern style sweet tea since I don't really drink soda but love tea...and he feels I'm country... It was a lovely evening none the less and I enjoyed every minute of it...Including the bickering over the size of the shrimp and the shell being on or off... Even the part when I fell asleep because I hadn't slept since Sunday, yeah... I stress how lucky he is to have me in his life... I'm so considerate.

Now, preparing for this presentation from hell. I hate this class; I hate presenting... I'm sure afterwards, I'll want to crawl under a couch[too cold for a rock] and hibernate[not really trying to die]. I don't really have a picture from our evening so uh... here
Alfredo sauce and spicy shrimp from a previous cooking...

Numb

And then the clouds opened up and God said, I hate you...Alfalfa.

When Your Body's Running On Full Throttle and Your Mind is Racing Nowhere

Okay, before you read this, click this link http://www.seethru.co.uk/games/helicopter.htm and play that, then read it.... well at least try to come back here and read this. I played it for a few hours a couple of minutes on The Mad Scientist's blog... and became frustrated; suddenly I realized I was talking to myself whilst I played it about situations... personal situations. Whenever I had a logical response I'd get far, but when I said something completely stupid I lost focus and crashed. That's when I realized my life is like the helicopter game. You're constantly flying and never really know when you're holding on too tight or letting go too...loose[work with me] and you end up crashing. You're constantly trying to beat "the high score" but first you must beat your own a few times. There's going to be a lot of crashing, but it's possible...once you're satisfied or you've given up, you must come to the sad realization that the entire time you were playing alone.

It was a thought in progress until I saw the gnat fly by or w/e the black spec was...then my phone flashed, and the a/c turned on...from there on out, it was over... So I'm thinking you can leave out the last sentence about the sad realization and then my theory/quote/thingy sounds really deep. Yes it's 5:14am, and yes I have not gone to sleep. I got off of the phone at 4:03...it's been quite the morning. My 10:30 is optional tomorrow, an depending on where I am in life, I may just skip it...I dunno.

Full Throttle original citrus flavor always reminds me of my very first Mason Day. Phil and I went, it was the first hottest day of the semester, yep... I said first hottest; sue me...this is my blog, slick. Anywho Gym Class Heroes was performing and the vendors were giving out all you can drink Full Throttle; Phil and I easily drank five a piece...so as we pass the tour bus we were offered to get on and groupie it up on, we made our way back to our Green & Gold fishtank domocile and discovered the heat had officially been turned back to a/c. We put that baby on high[read: cold as hell] and proceeded to go in Full Throttle overload and crash...sleeping for about five or six hours... It was great.

Now that I've rambled, I'm going to go against my wishes and nap it up.

Nothing Else Is Appropriate

Well, December 6[yesterday] I totally had by far the best day this year if not these past two years. Of course my significant other would threaten the downfall of our union on the reunion of Pearl Harbor....so, without further ado.

President Franklin D. Roosevelt: Yesterday, December 7, 1941—a date which will live in infamy—the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.

The United States was at peace with that nation, and, at the solicitation of Japan, was still in conversation with its government and its emperor looking toward the maintenance of peace in the Pacific. Indeed, one hour after Japanese air squadrons had commenced bombing in the American island of Oahu, the Japanese ambassador to the United States and his colleague delivered to our secretary of state a formal reply to a recent American message. While this reply stated that it seemed useless to continue the existing diplomatic negotiations, it contained no threat or hint of war or armed attack.

It will be recorded that the distance of Hawaii from Japan makes it obvious that the attack was deliberately planned many days or even weeks ago. During the intervening time the Japanese government has deliberately sought to deceive the United States by false statements and expressions of hope for continued peace.

The attack yesterday on the Hawaiian Islands has caused severe damage to American naval and military forces. I regret to tell you that very many American lives have been lost. In addition, American ships have been reported torpedoed on the high seas between San Francisco and Honolulu.

Yesterday the Japanese government also launched as attack against Malaya.

Last night Japanese forces attacked Hong Kong.

Last night Japanese forces attacked Guam.

Last night Japanese forces attacked the Philippine Islands.

Last night Japanese forces attacked Wake Island.

And this morning the Japanese attacked Midway Island.

Japan has, therefore, undertaken a surprise offensive extending throughout the Pacific area. The facts of yesterday and today speak for themselves. The people of the United States have already formed their opinions and well understand the implications to the very life and safety of our nation.

As commander in chief of the Army and Navy I have directed that all measures be taken for our defense. But always will our whole nation remember the character of the onslaught against us. . .

Source: Courtesy of the Franklin D. Roosevelt Library, Hyde Park, New York.

Peach and Nasty

Phil and I went into DC today to escape oppression...it was actually rather enjoyable. This was her first time going just to have fun and since I know where every sex toy shop in the city is have an excellent since of direction and know what FUN is, she went with me! Quick recap because I'm pretty sure she is about to have sex next to me and I want to watch I am going to go in the room and sleep....

• Georgetown: Nothing really exciting...just dinner, searched for the Wizard of Oz on Blu Ray, got pulled into a hat store by a homosexual man whilst I was caressed by the heterosexual hat man and grinded alone to some reggae music.
• Dupont Circle: Highlighy of the evening...why? KRISPY KREME IS OPEN TWENTY FOUR HOURS... we got some, and then walked to The Sir's workplace...I got him some donutsand for this he owes me his life and first born and Phil proceeded to spank me with a paddle and then attempted to whip me, but couldn't get it right...just not hard enough I suppose. The evening involved some butt plugs, naughty Santa outfits, discovering where the male g spot is, oh and then Iwas forced against my will went to get the Sir some passion fruit tea from Starbucks... Phil and I sampled it and it tasted like Peach and Nasty...hence forth our sexual pseudonyms are now Peach and Nasty...I'm Peach! I got to spend some time with The Sir...and well, I suppose people were peaking in the window and got a semi-show...whatever Phil says happened is not true. I can't go into detail because yeah, well...partly because its 2:06am. Went to buddy's room to watch Braveheart, but when back to sleep. Oh, that photo is Phil infront of me waiting for the Orange Line to come; wearing my boots! She got compliments for my boots...Que the hell!?
  
• Now we're here.... In the room, her boyfriend is serenading both of us? someone...the talk is become a tad rated R... I'm going to lie in bed now...

P.S. What does choking the chicken mean?

I think I have an idea, but I want to make sure.

OH I just remembered, I managed to turn right instead of left and ended up at Tyson's Corner Mall....way.to.go. One of our roommates is allowing her company to sleep on OUR couch?

Say huh?

If you have company, they need to sleep in YOUR room, but do not sacrifice our public domain! I will be doing my usual naked rounds in the morning...later today.

Hello

Yeah, it's been a while. My brain is a tad scattered so you're going to have to work with me. Nothing much really new to report besides...I dunno... Um, this has been by far the most stressful semester of my college career. I hate it, and officially don't care.

Oh, in new news there is The Sir... a different sir than previous post. What to say about him? Um, he's one foot and one inch taller than me...skinny[a first for moi]...and a city man. Born and raised in the great nation's capital. He makes fun of me, calls me "country" and imitates the things I say with a deep southern accent. Yes, its love. He likes to open doors, pay for dates, hold hands/embrace and whatnot whilst I find things to argue about and occasionally become stubborn to the point of not answering his phone calls yet replying via text message....yep, he's so lucky to have me.

In other other news: I am totally down with dropping out of school and getting a jobin the industry at the post office. I don't know if I want to graduate in May anymore. That means entering the real world and whatnot. My friend asked me if I wanted to move off campus with her or something; I'm tempted, but I'm not sure just yet. While the conceivers pay the housing payments on campus, I don't know if they'd contribute to my own pad. I could bring Sam up here, and she could sleep in the house instead of outside, but then when I go home to visit she'd have to sleep outside again becoming confused with her potty training and what not. Oh family allergies...

In new other news I have no idea what to blog about this days; there have been juicy stories, but I started to question my blog morale [weird right?] and I thought about bringing this back to it's PG 13 state. Who knows; since finals are around the corner...I should be around more often... and as usual when I've neglected you, I will give you photos of the day...so look forward to those or something. Hmm, maybe even a photo of the Sir.

In more other news, the MS introduced me to the World of Warcraft[I do believe Warcraft is one word, spell check is trying to lead me to believe something else Bill Gates doesn't care about black people...Yeah, so at first I picked a fairy, but she was short...stubby...and had saggy breasts yeah, pretty much looked like what I fear I'll look like when I'm in my eighties so we changed to a Rogue but couldn't find purple hair, none the less we went into battle and I was intense and by I mean he was dueling and getting victories like it was nothing...I was dueling okay I dueled once and everyone kept running away from me! Perhaps because he had already given folks a firm beating...I dunno. Later on I was a Mage...green skin. I can't pronounce any of my names so you guys can't add me...I think add is what they do. I think he said he was like level 63. My 10 day free trial is up soon I haven't decided whether or not I'm going to renew. It's a big commitment.

Until then...