I realized this evening that I have been in a bad mood lately. So, if I have been abnormally rude, it's not personally (most likely).

All I know is that I am looking forward to summer. I want sunshine. I want sunshine. I want sunshine. I want SUNSHINE. Today was a fucking nice day out.. hopefully its just a hint at what is to come.

Money puts me in a bad mood. I miss having it.

I hate people who sit with people from a class.. like a group meeting or something.. and sit there and a) dont let anyone else talk and b) bitch constantly about how teachers fucked you in high school.

Okay, you're not at harvard. That is your own god damn fault. This girl was bitching today about how kids in honours and AP classes had it so easy because their teachers were good and the classes were fun. Well.. if you actually cared that much at the time you would have taken AP courses.

I remember in HS hearing some folks complain that the AP kids had it easy.. and when asked why they didnt take AP they would say something like 'Nah.. it's too hard, and I'm dumb'.

It's more about effort. Even if the person is actually dumb, if they want to be in AP they can signup and do it, it just may require lots more effort than the person is used to.

I took AP and honours courses when they were available, and the grading was always lenient. But everyone put in the appropriate amount of effort into their work. If you want to skip class and go fuck around instead, that's your business.. just don't bitch. I'm all for slacking off.. just dont blame anyone but yourself.

I need to stop slacking off. It won't happen tho.

Okay, I know we aren't supposed to post stuff with no background. Now, this will be a lot funnier to people like Lio who remember a certain ex-girlfriend of mine. But think of the girl in the picture below being nicknamed "Hoggle" by her friends. That's "hogg-ull". Say it a few times while looking at the picture. Hoggle. Hoggle Hoggle Hoggle.

Interesting lettuce...

Wow... That's the Gotti portion of steak!

We really really need a war. Soon. Preferrably with space aliens.

I can think of so many positive reasons to do this.

• If there are no aliens, we can't really lose
• We need something to work on together
• Development of space craft would be wonderful.. even if its fighter craft. Space travel is what we need, and a war is the only thing that would push us into it.
• I am sick of hearing about moron kids shooting up schools. I mean.. has life become so fucking boring that you have to shoot up a school for excitement? Where is the drug use, sex, and interest in life?
• It's good for the economy
• How about some population control other than stupid diseases?

An American is sooo unlikely to die in a war right now.. since there is no real war and no other country can really do much against us that isnt already an allie (ally?)

Since Russia can't afford to fight, and were never any good at it anyway.. aliens would be far better. It would be cool to have a space patrol, some robot sentries going around the solar system, and a military base on Mars.

thats hot caniprokis

Well, I semi agree with Calliander on this issue. While these people should definitely shut the fuck up, our good ol' Constitution does allow these people to say what they want to say. And you know what, who really cares? I'm old enough to filter garbage like this out of my brain when I hear someone talking about it. If we killed everyone in the world who had a "stupid" or "evil" view about something, then there'd be about 5 people left in the world after all the killing was done. And don't ask me to name those 5 people. My estimate has a 5 person margin of error, so the remaining number of people after the killing might be 10, or more likely zero.

Anyway, people like this shouldn't be killed. They should all be exiled to an island where they'll hopefully kill each other. That way we won't have any of the blood on our hands. And, of course, suffering is always a better punishment than death.

So Speaks The Gatekeeper...So It Shall Be!

Before I begin this post, I would like to ask Pappy for another small favor. I think it would be in everyone's best interest to add a new "category" to that little drop down menu when we post. This seems to be a frequent topic, and I think "Fat Chick Rant" definitely belongs there.

So, for all of you fine young gentleman who love to hate fat chicks (this goes especially for my good friends Calliander, FlyingTim, and Canpirokis), I present you with one very special hyperlink. What do you get when you cross fat chicks, the web design of the infamous SeanBaby, and a host named Miguel who can't speak English? That's right. You get...

Fat Chicks In Party Hats!

I hope you all enjoy.

So Speaks The Gatekeeper...So It Shall Be!

You know, I really hate people. Not ALL people. Just certain types of people. I think this is going to be the first rant I've ever written that isn't a response to someone else's post, but I just feel the urge to complain about things.

I like feeling good. 90% of the year, I feel totally great both physically and mentally and things are good. I think the worst illness I've ever had was bronchitis last winter (which was miserable, especially working at that damn gas station). So, being a person who's in generally good health all the time, I hate it when I even get the slightest headache or tickle in my throat.

My roomate/friend Kaioto (I'll use an alias for him) ended up living with a bunch of sophomores this year (I'm a junior, in case anyone doesn't know), and it's really not all that bad. They're all good kids (none of them even come close to the level of assholishness that I pride myself upon), they don't steal, and everyone generally has a good time. I should probably explain the room situation a little. We live in an 8 man suite, and it's pretty nice. Four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a decent sized living room, and a small mini-kitchen (minus a stove). Plus, it's the handicapped accessible room, so everything's big enough to accommodate wheelchairs if the school suddenly has a huge amount of cripples getting accepted.

So, as can be expected, when one of the eight of us gets sick, the germs are eventually going to make their rounds to all of us over a period of a month or so. Last month, one of the sophomores (let's call him Pot Head) had bronchitis or something of the like. While I know that this in itself is not contagious, the germs can cause colds in other people, which it did to everyone else, turning the room into a giant quarantine shelter. Eventually, we all got better without the aid of prescription drugs.

What bugs me, however, is that Pot Head never went to health services to get some antibiotics to kill whatever he had, so he's been carrying the fucking dormant germs in him for the past month, and now it's starting to flare up again. Pot Head is getting sick (with a nasty cough), I've felt like shit since Saturday, and one of our other roommates (let's call him Greasy Hispanic) has barely been able to move all day. The solution is simple. I can't understand why this drug addict Pot Head can't get his sorry fucking ass out of bed BEFORE health services closes (at like 4:30pm) in order to get himself some drugs. I mean, if he likes being sick, that's fine with me. But when you're living in close quarters with EIGHT OTHER GUYS, then you should have the common decency to get yourself better so you're not infencting everyone else. Anyway, I have to go to work at the god damn library now. Fuck everyone.

So Speaks The Gatekeeper...SO IT SHALL BE!

Happy Birthday, Lib.