Thursday, October 26, 2006

"And unseamed him from the nave to the chaps"

Macbeth is here! Yesterday we had some of our school performances, which was pretty cool, I thought. Today we have Macbeth again, but this is technically our opening night. It's been pretty fun, despite me earning a nickname (assface). I'll explain.

Being homeschooled, and having three other homeschoolers in the cast, we (homeschoolers, hense referred to as "HS") find it tortuous when we, having lost approx. 4 hours sleep apeice to get to the show on time, to hear the public schoolers (PB's) talk about how "I got an extra 30 minutes of sleep tonight!", I decided to lighten the mood by telling a story that had happened to me about a month before as if it had happened that morning.

The story went that that morning, in the 5:30 am haze we all get, I had gone into the bathroom with the intention of getting some stridex, having found a jar resembling a stridex bottle, and, failing to read the label, had instead liberally applied a pad meant for "Vaginal or Hemmroihdal Care".

I misspelled "hemmeroid", but I'm sure you get the meaning. My utter horror that happened that day in September shined through here in October, earning me the respect, humiliation, laughter, and disgust that everyone strives to attain when they join a sports or drama team.

So, that's how I earned the title of "assface".

Fortunately I have ammunition for the creator of my nickname. You see, he shaved his head recently, and I couldnt tell what his head resembled (is it an egg? no, too hairy, etc.).
Then, last night, I figured it out. You know what it resembles? A scrotum.

So, our most fortunate cast of Macbeth will have an "assface", and a "scrotumhead".

Seems more like a frat everyday.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Well, it's been 2 weeks, I should probably update this.
I got a website (sparton501.com) but haven't gotten around to building it yet.
Going to see Godsmack tonight, not terribly excited, but it'll be fun none the less. Looking forward to November when a couple new video games come out, I'm looking forward to Call of Duty 3, and gears of war.
My grandmother is here, but I'm getting used to her, so it's not that big a deal anymore.
She has really freakin' lost it though.
My aunt and her family are meeting me for dinner tonight, that will be fun, and Macbeth, which opens in about a week, will be fun too.
But as for right now, there isn't a whole lot for me to do.
Finished Halo 1 last night (I had beaten it before, but I sold my xbox with all my memory, so I had to do it again on the 360), I had forgotten just how fun it was to blast a combat flood with 15 7.62 mm. hollow point rounds per second. And to think I had been thinking the battle rifle in halo 2 was fun.

I'll be getting a pair of reading glasses soon, apparently I have a stigmatism in my left eye, and a bit of a hard time with close tasks in my right eye. Funny, because I'm near sighted, yet I need glasses for reading! The doctor told me to imagine standing in the middle of a donut, that I wouldn't be able to see in the hole, and not outside of it. But the dough I would be able to see fine.

What a dull blog this is.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

One Month till Emergence day!

That's right, theres 31 days and 23 hours as of this writing, till gears of war comes into my life!
Just checked out the blog "gearheads of war", and they have the timer as to how long till Marcus Fenix and the Locust Horde comes into my life.

My grandmother is still living with us, as she has for the past approx. 6 weeks. I want her to go away, but as that looks like something that won't happen for a long time, I have to grin and bear it.
Or something like that.

Not much is happening, which is a bit of a problem, since I haven't been able to fall asleep until about 3 in the morning, wake up noon ish, and have anxiety attacks (at least that's what I hope they are. Anyone with a "M.D. on their shirt, here's my symptoms: Hot and cold flashes (i thought only middle aged women has them), sudden increased breathing, an exponential increase in heart rate, and aches.) the rest of the day.

At 1:33 right now, and with no sleep readily available, my CD collection looks like it could use a thorough cleaning.
Or, maybe I can sort my clothes into what I want to give to charity, and the maybe 5 t shirts, 3 sweatshirts, and 4 pairs of pants that I want to keep, out of the thousands and thousands of items I never see myself desiring, or wearing. I mean, who needs "family guy" oriented underwear? I sure as hell don't.

Flock is fantastic, I have a lot of fun there. Basically, I have fun everywhere but at home, or were my granny is.
And the girl across the street is pissing me off royally. Allow me to explain.
She has opportunities handed to her hand over fist, and she instead has chosen to become the "whore of the high school". We all know someone like this. That had brains, but chose instead to rot them with alchohol, drugs, "sleepovers", etc. etc., while her parents gave her everything she wished.
As soon as her parents leave the house, disgusting, pimple faced high school nightmares begin appearing at her abode. It would be one thing, if these were people we saw regularly, but instead they only appear when there is alcohol, or another substance, be it sex, drugs, etc.
Now, all I want to do is shake her and scream "what the fucking hell is wrong with you, you strumpet! You had it all, and chose to throw it away! So don't you agree with me that you deserve nothing more than the trailer park and 11 toed children, with ciggarettes and rotten vegetable suppers that you are undoubtedably headed to, you soul-less hussy, you society draining slug, earning none, giving less, and doing nothing to help the continuation of society!? Do you not realize that you do nothing but worsen your situation?

I am sorry, dear readers, for that outburst. I had to get it out. I feel bad for this girl, whom I wish none but the absolute best.
Unfortunately, we all know she can suck all the meat off a chicken wing with with one swallow. If you understand my meaning. There are probably photo's of it on "myspace" or something like that. But anyway, it's pushing 2, and I should probably go and. . .stuff.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

It's the Party Peoples in the Place to Be!

Hey everyone, how are you?
Thought I should do an update for everybody.
I get pissed off alot lately.
My grandmother is here. Emotional rollercoaster, and I'm in the seat that some kid left his rotten Butterfinger on, so my ass in stuck in the chocolate and whatever they put inside them, and sitting next to the autistic kid that has poor bladder control and no control whatsoever of his arms, so I keep getting smacked in the face.
Fortunately, I got a role in Macbeth!
Sp.501
By the way, I haven't actually been on a rollercoaster. If I had, I would be dead probably. Along with the autistic kid that always finds me and clings to my being for some reason I have no doubt involves a deep psychological issue concerning a 15 year old that wants to rip off his face.
Or something