Maladict dropped his crossbow, which fired straight into the air and failed to hit anything, especially a duck.

Were you gone because you fell down the chimney and landed on a flaming goose?

And you lack the welcome to fred title

I fell down the chimney onto a flaming goose!

God bless us, Everyone!

Alternate ending to a Christmas Carol:

Scrooge: You there! Boy! What day is it?
Boy: Why, Its December 24th!
Scrooge:... then there's still time to change!...Eh, Maybe tomorrow

Scrooge:You there! Boy! What day is it?
boy:Its the 26th of december!
Scrooge: Oh shit... overslept... damn ghosts..

Scrooge:Oy what a night.. Boy! Now what day is it?
different boy: Who, me?
Scrooge: Yes! what day is it?
boy: why, it would be the day after yesterday of course!
Scrooge: And that is?
boy: Yesterday? It was a Tuesday I think.
Scrooge: Making today?...
boy: Well, wednesday, sir!
Scrooge: No, I mean, the date!
boy: date? thats a small fruit that's grown in sub-tropical climates, but what does that have to do with anything?
Scrooge: Bah! Humbug! you idiots aren't worth a lifestyle change!

END!

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HO. HO. HO.

Now it's my turn to say Merry Christmas, Life Day, Hogswatch, or whatever you celebrate. My dad's family is over at my house right now. That's eleven cousins, ladies and gentlemen, plus aunts and uncles. Fun! I almost got to see LOTR yesterday, but at the last minute, I didn't. So I'm probably seeing it next week.
Marten-- other things that smell bad, if you're still thinking of doing that parody: we had wookiees and Governor Tarkin, but there's also A Tauntaun and The Inside of a Tauntaun.
Enjoy yourself, everybody! That's about all I have to say.
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The Merry Christian-sons

Nurr. Sorry about the stupid title. Too lazy to think of a good one. Merry Christmas Eve everyone...hopefully you will have a completely uneventful Christmas. :D

I guess I don't have as much to say as I thought. Oh well. Oh, and, Marten, I already do see a psychologist...actually, he's a psychiatrist, so I get meds, too! Yay!

lol, Nathan, your little silly-thing at the end was the super-greatest. I love it. Yay!

Yay!

Christmas Bells are Ringing!

Merry Christmas or secular holiday of your choice, everyone!
Sorry I haven't posted lately, but you wouldn't believe how busy I've been. Actually you probably would, but I don't feel like telling you all of it.
Last night we watched The Pajama Game. Ugh... I'm not sure I even want to try out now. And, just like in Oklahoma!, the two best songs were left out of the movie, while plenty of awful and/or pointless ones were left in. Why can't our school do a good musical for once?
It doesn't feel like Christmas eve, namely because I've been to busy with totally non-Christmas-related things to be anticipating it all that much. I haven't finished you guys's Christmas presents yet, either, so don't expect to get them any time near Christmas. Sorry.
In other news, Return of The King ruled! Can't wait for the four and a half hour extended edition. Or five. I hope it's five.
In other, other news, Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol rules! Like a bad lobster!

Well, rotate my vertices and call me a trapezoid!

Winter Wassail Wishes

Ha! A christmas title with only Ws! I've still got it! (X is Next, I may have to cheat)
Anyways, Merry Christmas Eve and happy Winter Holiday to you non Christians. (If we have any; I don't think we do)
I had a very weird dream last night. I became a techie for a scuba-cheerleading squad who traveled around the country in a van. They ended up switching to regular cheerleading and then acting because times evidentally got tough. Then, we were stopped in my hometown and I was taking a walk when I saw my dad at a magazine stand that said Comstock & Comstock & Comstock: Booksellers, Arcade Games, & Fun. I was all like "You started a business without me?" and we was like "Well, you had to run off and join the cheerleading squad." So I said, "Well, why Comstock & Comstock & Comstock instead of Comstock & Sons?" and he replied, "Well, If you'd been here you might have had a say in the naming process. That's about all I remember.
Lord of the Rings was awesome. Particularly the Oliphants. Btw, Trebuchets are in this season, so buy one for your loved ones today. What better way to say I love you than a giant slingshot that shoots fire?
Oh, also I have a girlfriend now, which marks the first time Nathan and I have both had girlfriends simultaneously. I don't think any of you know her, because she's a Craig person.
For my new section, I have self referencing paper of the day, which is "This Is the Title of This Story, Which Is Also Found Several Times in the Story Itself" also, I encourage you to read "Self Reference, which is linked to at the bottom of "This is the Title"

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Hes feeding ducks by the pond

Sophia, I think you have a problem with the fact that nobody would mind. I think you should see a psychologist. You're too sexy for your mental health
MICHAEL! STOP DOUBLE POSTING!

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Like a Mother

Mleh to you, Michael. I'll say what I say and do what I do. Word. lol just kidding. Sorry, just posted a ghetto Christmas poem on my diary and the ghetto-ness is contageous. Just wanted to wish everyone happy (insert holiday here)! I hope everyone has a good holiday and a good break.

You guys' phobias are silly. I'm slightly arachnaphobic and claustrophobic...but not to the point of whatever. I suppose I am a little afraid of going into the guys' bathroom, but I think that's just funny cuz it's not like they'd mind if there was a girl in their bathroom, right? Oh, and, Marten, I hate that feeling...that your fly is unzipped...I always triple check before leaving the bathroom, just to make sure that I'm not showing everyone my pink polka-dotted underwear. Not that they'd mind. Again. oh well. bye.

Wacky is filling your car's gas tank with 3-octane gasoline. Absurd is filling your car's tank with a ferret.

Insert Rincewind quote. Maybe I'll fix it when I remember one

I have the same fears about bathrooms, only after I've used it, I have the horrible feeling that I forgot to zip my fly. On the matter of phones, I'm mostly scared to use them at all.

Wacky is filling your car's gas tank with 3-octane gasoline. Absurd is filling your car's tank with a ferret.

Vexing Visions

None of my phobias have names. When you see the giant list of Phobias, it's hard to imagine they left any out , but mine are very obscure.
The first one is the irrational fear that I've just walked into the wrong bathroom, characterized by repeatedly poking my head out the door to check the sign and occasionally leaving the stall door slightly open so I can see urinals. (I realize some of you may not have wanted to know that, but when I'm ranting it's hard to stop)
My second and much worse fear is talking to answering machines. They're horribly misnamed, because they don't answer. They talk, beep, and then just listen silently. The worst part is, unlike people, they remember everything they hear perfectly. Once you've said it, there's no taking it back.
So, normally, if I call someone and the answering machine picks up, I hang up immediately in fear. Sometimes, though, you just have to reach someone. In these cases I'll leave a message. I'll start talking, but the silence on the other end makes me uncomfortable, and I start rambling to fill the silence, until I've forgotten what I was gonna say, at which point I start mumbling and hang up. After I've hung up, I realize how awful it sounds and call back in order to apologize for the first message and say what I need to say, but this doesn't always work as planned either. So, anyone I call and leave a message for thinks I'm a gibbering idiot, and it's all the fault of those dram answering machines.
Anyway, if any of you know or would like to make up names for those, please let me know.

In other news, Tales is updated. Reply to Michael's e-mail already. I want to change my links to 5-minute Voyager and Triangle and Robert (I'd forgotten how raunchy PWOT was). And please, please help me think of a new title scheme. Time is running out!

Wacky is filling your car's gas tank with 3-octane gasoline. Absurd is filling your car's tank with a ferret. (This is from T&R btw)

Everyone becomes a radical at some point. Its the extreme Puritans we need to worry about

i was thinking about people of different religions, and people of no religion, and how that relates to me. I have quite a few friends of different religions, and i thought about free will. We obviously have the right not to believe in God, or Jesus. Otherwise we wouldn't have free will. Also, how could people of different religions believe so adamantly in there own as I do in mine if there weren't some truth in it? In general moral belief, all religions are pretty much the same. I mean, generally one doesn't hear of actual satan worshiping religions, becasue they'd be out killing everyone including themselves. Of course, if you worshipped satan, you proobably would belive in God and Jesus, you'd just be on the opposite side. What we do hear about are Extreme Puritans, or terrorists. They aren't always Muslims, they just are currently. I'm not quite sure where i was going with all this, but its a random thought that hit me. Discuss.

Wacky is filling your car's gas tank with 3-octane gasoline. Absurd is filling your car's tank with a ferret.

Wack-fol-a-diddle etc!

You guys! I just got accepted to Hanover College, my number one choice for the college I want to go to!! :)
And today in AP Lit Mrs. Grabill read us The Polar Express, one of my favorite story of all time!
And it's Break!
And Christmas is soon!
Yay!!

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Mis Hermanos

lol man, my band names are really sucking. The past three have been "The Men" "The Women" and this one is "My Brothers". lol all in Spanish, of course. They're latino bands. nurr.

anyways, this should probably have a point, huh? OH! BYE LARA!!!!!

Now...what else...today was my first day in stage tech since last monday! Yay! not really...but I took the test anyway and I'm positive I passed. Prolly got an A, knowing me. I'm such a nerd. :D

lalalalalalalalalalala. Oh! I started making my ChRiStMaS presents today! YAY!

I really need to stop writing this post, it's irritatingly random and pointless. So...bye all!

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so long! farewell! aufweidersein! goodbye!

I post to say goodbye to all you weird bloggy people. *hugs all* I love you! I will ne'er see you again! *weeping sounds*


Oh, well now thats over *wipes nose* I might still read the blog but I wont post much anymore!! Bye!!Toodloo!!

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Las Mujeres

I think that's the right adjective...oh well. Dude, where is that quote from? The siggy? BECAUSE I HAVE HEARD IT BEFORE!!! omg. this is going to drive me bonkers. Anyways, I'm coming to school tomorrow. I promise. You'll just have to listen to me cough all day. lol I guess the only person I'm really talking to right now is Marten since he's the only one who I see regularly throughout the day. I suppose I do see Erin in the mornings, though, and Thomas sometimes, too. So I am talking to them as well. Okay, sorry, I'm gonna go sleep...cya.

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The MJN Tri-Post of unparalleled randomness

HAH! This means crab cakes taste good!
So, I want to girate Sophia's sexy, lascivious toes. I also have giraffes in my car. (What is a giraffe's latin dance?) If you give Thomas corn fritters, he'll bomb Ohio. Don't. Universal translators pickle cheesecake. Smile properly. If you ever smile improperly, Lord Ted von Ob will be grumpy. Erin subjugated Wisconsin last Christmas. Santa Clause was hungry, so Canada provided Lara. Someone put Laurenec Fishburen's mushroom into someone else's navel. My Sharona has a naval rank of admiral. The farmer Michael plays in the dell computers.

THE (AARDVARKS REAR) END.


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end line thingy suggested by michael.

Good Lord, there's a modem in my shoe!

Undeserving underwear urchins

Shout-out to the nice lunch lady at LN. The one in the Taco line, with the accent. She always brightens my day.

Debate!
It's a wonderful thing. We had one today first period and I crushed the opposition (namely Nathan). I'm curious, Marten. Who else reads the blog but doesn't write? (besides Ryan).
In terms of the Thomas situation, anytime you see that he's online, IM him with
Post on the Blog! every five seconds. If we all do this, he'll have no choice but to comply. Do not, however, use the same strategy with me and Corndog.
In other news, I'm ditching MMtto??? as a section, and I'm going to add something new. Right now I'm going with random capitalized comment of the entry. This one is:
ARGLE BLARGLE IS NOT MY CHICKEN'S NAME, SO STOP PUTTING WORDS IN MY SPLEEN!
With any luck, they'll get progressively more random.
Michael, explain this shoutout to me please.
Sophia, good luck with that I guess, and I hope you feel better, too.
Marten, nice endy thingy
Finally, Why in the Hellenistic era doesn't the blog link to Tales, yet!?!?

Good Lord, there's a modem in my shoe!

DIE HERETIC!

I blame Mr. Hall for everything. He made me lose debate. We should have a party at the end of the six weeks when we no longer have to deal with him.

I'm a Thespian!

Thomas is playing games. and hes lazy. and his life is boring. Post something!


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Los Hombres

Marten:Maybe I have been different. I can't tell anymore. I think that the fact that I'm super pmsing *I know ya'll didn't want to know that, but figured it might explain something*, and suspect that I have the flu might just have put enough stress on me to act like a major bitch. I don't know. I'm sorry for doing whatever I did and for having a hard time. Please forgive me.
Michael:Thanks for standing up for me...I think...lol I didn't really understand what you were doing with that post, but I recognized that you were telling Marten off just as much as you were telling me off. So thank you.
Nathan:yeah, as you can tell, girls are weird. We're all weird. It's just part of our physiology...I'm surprised there isn't a specific gene that makes a specific protein (Woo hoo Mr. Lamishaw's class!) that makes us stranger than you. Who knows. But, yeah, it's the whole "I want what I can't have" mindset that's making these chicks *did I just say chicks?!* swoon over you. and I'm happy that you're happy with Ashley! :D

Angua has no sex on duty

Michael:This is not just a personal vendetta against one action by Sophia, this is a late reaction to a month of on and off bitchy behavior
Sophia: I'm sorry if I've offended you, but you really have been different, and I'm not the only person around you that's noticed, but whether this is just a stupid Marten Paranoia thing or not, I'd like to keep it offline. I'd also appreciate it if you didn't blatantly insult my friends online.
Nate: um... yeah.... girls are weird.
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A Miracle Would Happen

I've figured out how my luck with girls works! It's not that they don't pay any attention to me at all. It's just that they do it in clumps! Whenever I commit myself to a relationship, it seems 2 or 3 incredibly attractive girls who never payed me any attention before start hanging all over me and pouring out there hearts to me, because now I have to tell them to stop. There was Sarah and Sasha, and now that I'm so happy with Ashley, of course a really hot girl starts talking to me about how lonely she is and how I'm the only nice person there. Mind you, given an actual choice between those two, I would have chosen Ashley anyway, but I still wish that sort of thing would happen to me when I'm single.
Sorry if I bore you, that's my life.

And that's it. I'm going back to bed.

grrrrrrrr again

Marten-Why don't you just kick me off? And it's not that I'm any different from before, it's just you're noticing that I'm quite the bitch. I decided to "edit" that one myself so you didn't have to take the time out of your schedule to do it for me. You're welcome.

Michael-That quote was pretty funny.

Nathan-That looked pretty interesting to me...lol, the title of your musical cracks me up. :D

Wheeled Horses

This is a parody I just finished from our hypothetical musical A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to Ithaca. To the tune of the Stones' "Wild Horses". Enjoy!

Gods in heaven, it’s easy to do
The things you wanted, we sacrificed them to you
Immortal Lady, you know who I am,
You know you can’t let me lose to Priam

All our forces, couldn’t get into Troy
All our forces, couldn’t get into Troy

You’ve watched us suffer, fighting in vain,
Helen is still there, inside their domain
No sweeping exits from enemy lines
Could make us feel bitter and leave her behind

Men and horses, could get lost in the fray
All our forces, still would not go away

I know I’ve dreamed of getting inside
And Meneleaus, would get back his bride
Walls would be broken, Tears would be cried
All of the Trojans, soon will have died

Large, Wheeled horses could get us into Troy
Large, Wheeled horses could get us into Troy

Large, Wheeled horse, could get us into Troy
Trojan forces, we soon would destroy

To be perfectly honest, Jonah came up with the idea and part of one of the verses. It's still sort of a work in progress, so any suggestions would be appreciated.

And that's it. I'm going back to bed.

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

I hate Ryan Hagan.[Sophia, this is hardly the place. What's with you this past month? I don't generally edit like this, but this is utterly inappropriate. You really need to calm down.------Marten
PS Ryan does read this regularly]

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A little light lit up saying please dont press this button again

I kinda meant for this blog to be somewhat socratic, but it never happened. Started to with the Time thread, but it died.
Jonahs new title scheme should be things that sound like attacks from animes! You know, in those action sequence thingies when They say the name of the attack?Like Hipster Flare. (Its a kind of pants that lara has and I thought it sounded like sumthin from digimon)

Whats the point of calling it a laptop if your not supposed to use it on your lap?

Do you mean to tell me that there was more than one lobster present at the birth of Jesus?

In case some people haven't heard me say this yet, go see Love Actually! Great movie. Not just one happy ending-- but lots!

This weekend I am finishing college and Prelude applications, studying for precal test, working on research paper, memorizing my lines as queen of the trees, and making elf hats. Hopefully somewhere in there I will fall unconscious and not wake up until December 20.

I am six lines away from being finished with my latest parody, "At the End of the Day- Naboo Style!"

I have a horrible suspicion that, were there to be an online Socrates Cafe, I wouldn't have enough time to attend.

Jonah's blank entry leads me to suspect that he may be the Phantom Menace. I have a bad feeling about this...

Segue to Erin's Fanfiction Recommendation of the Week ("You might not care, but I do."): The Shifty Troublemaker, a TPM parody on fanfiction.net. This piece is very clever: frequent references are made to George's quest for more money through spectacular marketing and his love affair with impressive CGI creations such as Jar Jar and the Wizard Eopies, not to mention the Lego (tm) Podracers. Anakin has tourette's. Coruscant is one giant disco bash. Qui-Gon loves his drugs and perhaps a certain young Scot. This fanfic is the origin of the infamous penguin line. Need I say more?

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To Life!

I love drama! More on that later.
I would be scared if Michael were president of anything. More on that would be superfluous.
I think an online socrates cafe would not work at all. everyone would be talking at once and so the discussion would be somewhat stunted. That happens on all chat rooms and I doubt this one would be any different. So for now I'm gonna say no. Even if Christen's there, seeing as I have a girlfriendwith whom I'm quite happy.
Ok, Drama. Today in our scene groups we all got the same scene, but we had to figure out what the somewhat cryptic dialogue was about, and make up motions to go along with it. It was really fun.
I have four essays to write. That makes me sad ):
But Drama, Ashley and the fact that it smells like Christmas make me happy (:
Jonah: How about AB, then AC, then AD, etc. either in the first word or the first and second?

Tentative titular tangle

The end is near! Z is fast approaching, and the end of my title scheme with it. My options are:
Switch to numbers (Very Difficult)
Use double letters (Difficult unless I'm posting about different sizes of batteries or BB guns)
Start over at A (Boring)
Make up a totally new scheme (Conceptually painful- I stand to lose my alphabetical identity)

So, as you can see, they all have disadvantages, so your suggestions would be appreciated.
Second, the blank page. When I saw it, I thought it was either the stupidest or most brilliant thing I'd ever seen. But I didn't want to dis it without trying it, so I made a blank post. And it was refreshing. If nothing else, it stimulated conversation.
Sophia - That sounds like a great idea, but for me a big part of Socrates Cafe was being on a coffee high, so I don't know how much I'd enjoy the discussion without it. Out of curiosity, how is Guthrie limiting the numbers?
Fourth order of business, my life is crazy. Just for fun, I'm going to list all of the things that contribute to that.
Band Things
Marching band Fiesta Bowl Prep
Pep Band rehearsals and games
ISSMA Solo and Ensemble contest
Concert band concert in a week
Church Things
Choir cantata and rehearsals
Pagaent and rehearsal(s)
Youth Group (Tiny Tim)
Brass Quintet
Brass duet with Thomas
School Things
Book Report/ Reading of book for World History
Debate in Lyceum
Next issue of North Star
Regular Homework
Other Things
Speech
Supporting the craziness of others (attending choir, orchestra concerts)
Eating
Sleeping
Trying to have a social life

Wow, 18. That's more than I would have thought. Anyway, that's pretty crazy, so if I don't post again before January, that's why.

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Incubi

lol, I thought Jonah's intentionally-left-blank post was quite refreshing. :D

Now, I was struck with a brilliant idea and was wondering if you all would be interested in joining/helping me. Since Guthrie started limiting the number of people allowed to attend Socrates' Cafe, not everyone can go. Which super-sucks. So I was thinking that maybe if we started an INTERNET Socrates' Cafe, more people could join and we could have a more interesting, philosophical time on the internet! So I propose a Socrates' Cafe CHATROOM! Who's with me?!

Oh, and, Michael, that date is my mommy's birthday! Just fyi!

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mmmmmyep.

Jonah, that was stupid.
It had no point! Why bring blank pages back to the internet? It can't be relaxing, as starring at a computer screen, blank or not, is bad for your eyes.


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Suspiciously sneaky

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(Find out the point of that here)

Fan-dabba-doseys!

lol, great day, today. Yeah. I was really super-dooper hyper. :D Marten knows. Anyways, Michael, your day sounds pretty awesome cept for the whole impaling thing! I wish I had talked about Napoleon's penis in Japanese! That'd been so super fun! hahahhhahaha. I'm done. bye.

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Children will listen

Ok, here we go. From Jonah's list, a question about an interesting topic.
Why is history so Eurocentric?
I'm really enjoying world history, despite Mrs. Layman and Spodek. You know why? Because, while I'm not getting a balanced perspective, I'm finally getting enough of one to see Europians for what they really are: fakes, thiefs, rip-offs. Ungrateful, and often down right mean. I had no idea how much revisionist history I'd been absorbing. Europeans have only been the big players for maybe six hundred years. The Chinese empire lasted like four times that long. Dar Al Islam lasted almost twice that long. But what do we learn about as kids? The last 200 years. The ones that involve America. Maybe a little about Europe.
I've been thinking a lot about my career plans, and I think I want to major in Medievil history and minor in theatre. I'll probably still end up a teacher, but if I must teach, I'd rather teach history, and try and help kids get a somewhat better rounded view of the world. Especially Islam. If I were them, I'd be mad to.

Reaffirming right reports

There was a mass suicide and I wasn't invited? Gasp!
Anyway, I'm in Journalism SRT, and I'm supposed to be silent reading. Anyway, I think people aren't posting because they don't know what to say. So, I'm taking it upon myself to reaffirm what the blog is for.

-- Posting interesting developements in your life that are not gossipy or girl/boy crazy.
-- Posting Philosophical quandaries about random or interesting topics, like time or love.
-- Relating interesting facts about stuff like cod or England
-- Posting amusing anecdotes (funny is good)
-- Convorsations!!!
-- Suggestions for improving the blog, or for other bloggers, like this one.

You all have atleast one of these in your head now, so post. Or face the consequences.


It's okay! I had Subway!

MoM-ers

lol, since that made no sense what-so-ever...anyways, I KNOW WHO I'M GOING TO BE FOR MEETING OF MINDS!! :D I'm gonna be "Bloody" Mary I of England...daughter of Henry VIII!!! How exciting is that?! I just wanted to share that with you all. And, yes, Michael, there's a very large protest against something really stupid...that's why no one else has posted. It's just you and me. lol :D

It's okay! I had Subway!

Los Loles

Nurr, Michael. I can say "lol" as much as I'd like. You want me to prove it? Because I will! I bought a new CD! It's VEGGIETALES! Silly Songs With Larry! OMG, I love it so much! And there's a remix...that's absolutely FANTASTIC. It's so great. Sorry, I'm just so excited about my new children's CD.

It's okay! I had Subway!

Luck be a Lady Tonight

The Star Trek date went amazingly well. I got both Nana Visitor and Jason Carter - who I had no idea was going to be there- to sing to us. I also got an autograph and a death threat from Jason (Luckily for me, he didn't have a Minbari fighting pike with him at the time). I did not buy her a tribble, although she did buy a tribble for her mom. Ashley told me she likes me better than her birds, then Richard Biggs (B5's Dr. Franklin) asked me if she was my Lady. Anyway, with all that, we're together now. You can meet her at the speech meet on the tenth, or I might bring her to youth group sometime.
Micheal: That only makes it funny when you're on Caffiene, which most of us aren't at the moment. Also, what the heck does Schlammes mean?
Jonah: I have a statue of Emperor Palpatine. Would you like to borrow it? Oh, and cornblog is a stupid idea.
Lara: Where can I get a copy of your book? And will you sign it?

NahNahNahs

lol, ehh...it's 1:15 right now...so I don't think I'm gonna come. I might plan on coming to the JournalCon, though. That does sound a bit interesting. hehe. anyways...I'm going to go get beautified cuz my mom's paying. lol, I sound like such a barfy girl. Okay, I'm just going to stop. Have a good day, everyone!

I don't like it. I don't like it at all.

I'm not crazy!

That, I have just discovered, is the tagline of Joan of Arcadia. In speaking of which, Michael, did you see the previews for next week's episode at the end last night? My commentary was... But she's OLD! ("She" being Mary Steenburgen.)
I'm glad there are no sweeps in real life. I wouldn't be able to stand November, February, and May.
Jonah: Tear down a statue of Emperor Palpatine. That will always work.
I don't like it. I don't like it at all.

Quite the Quantity of Quagmires, Quandaries, and Questions

The title refers to the Blitzblog, and the confusion it surely raises among readers. It's also a fun bit of alliteration.

So, first thing - the beginning of the conversation involved Michael commenting that I smelled weird, which is what 'point taken' was in reply to, as well as all of the shower stuff.
Second, all formatting was lost in the posting, but when Michael says 'with Claire?' (7:40:49) it should read 'with Claire?' folowing the unwritten rule that Michael cannot mention Claire's name without italics.
Third- The correct terms for referring to people's mothers:
Mine and Nathan's- Carol, Jonah's Mommy, or Ms. Hornbeck (Not Ma Comstock or any variant)
Thomas's- Mrs. Fowler, Momas, or Mhomas (Not Tommy! Shlamme's! Mommy!)
Michael's- Mrs. Christie, possibly Bonnie
Fourth- There is no fourth item.

Anyway, news from the other side of the corndog. I know how to use the template well enough to not only add links, but add a totally seperate item to the sidebar - Stories. This will be lots of fun when there's actually more than one. But Marten- this is proof that you should give me mod power so I can make cool, trendy stuff for our sidebar, or just add my blog to the links. Also, Who thinks I should change the name to 'Tales from the other side of the cornblog?'

And Now, a long awaited Mtto8:
Nathan: *snicker*
Michael: Loved the West Wing comparisons. Btw, did you notice how I've been spelling your name correctly?
Erin: Yay! The war is over. I feel like we should be tearing down a statue of someone.
Lara: Welcome back, how's the book selling?
Thomas: Actually, Spinachs do have livers. Atleast, they cloned one that does in a secret lab in Montana.
Sophia: Michael's already mad enough at me for inviting two additional people, so it's his call.

I don't like it. I don't like it at all. Well maybe a little. But it smells wierd.

Annie Oakley and her Remingtons

I wanna come! What are you guys doing? And am I invited? Ya'll are pretty humorous. lol, and if you're wondering...I'm listening to "Annie Get Your Gun" right now...that's what the band is from. Woo hoo, Annie and Frank! YEAH, BABY!

I don't like it. I don't like it at all.

Who the devil are you?

Ah, Lara's back. I liked the book tour thing. If you post again it has to have little static sound effects in it. that can be your compensation for not having a title scheme.

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Woof!

odd gag? me? nono. not good. must post.

Sorry I haven't posted in so long you guys, but you know how it is with an older brother hogging the computer day in and day out...maybe you don't then.

Welcome to the blog Michael and Erin! Stop fighting its buggering me. I don't know why but I don't feel too talkative right about now. What did I write anyways?
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What Kind of Fool Am I?

I just asked Ashley to a Star Trek convention. I don't really know why, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. I saw the article in the paper, realized it was the same time as we were going to lunch and then.. it just sort of fell into place. In retrospect, it seems really crazy. I mean, she watches Star Trek, but she's not as big a fan as me. Still, she said yes. I hope it works out; there's no going back now.

And that's it. I'm going back to bed.

Long live the Alliance.

Thanks, Michael, but an end to hostilities is more than enough for me. I'm sorry for being so... well, bitchy.
Okay, everybody, it's officially over. You can all come out of the bomb shelters now.
(Group hug.)
Marten: How can I stay mad at you for more than ten seconds? As Magrat Garlick herself would say: "Um."
I hope everybody had a great Thanksgiving! I know I did.
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Woof!

Now that you mention it....

Of course, Nate's usual luck with girls would qualify him as Sam, so I guess Jonah is Torg.
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Woof!

Now that I am queen....

Nate, I think you would be the nerd who gets caught up in everything
Sophia would be the insane beauty, Erin, would be, um, Queen Magrat. I know thats irrelevent.
Erin:um, sorry, I figured once you had told him it would be alright, I thought it might help the situation in general if he knew exactly what the problem was.

Woohoo! Nates got a date! I claim it as a personal victory that had nothing to do with me.
See above exclamation! Jonah has updated the toaster story! Another personal victory. All points revert to me.
I dont think Lara counts as a character in this little webcomic, as she no longer exists other than an odd gag about a book tour in a random location.

Its thanksgiving, and I am in the last place I want to be, but its good anyway cuz Matt's good at painting models. He's working on Tau right now, only nathan or jonah will know what I mean, but who cares?

Hey Thomas! Find something interesting and post about it! I want to see that catchy little title scheme again.
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War Heros

Michael and Erin--I really hope you guys are finished because this fighting is getting very tiresome.

So anyways, HAPPY THANKSGIVING everyone! OOOH!! AND GUESS WHAT!!! I have a refrigerator box in my bedroom now! I'm so excited!!! :D!

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Turtles all the way

One last thing to Michael: For one thing, you kept nagging about subject lines and the way people did their convorsations. As far as "widespread" goes, at the time Marten notified you of my "angry letter," Marten, Thomas, Sophia, and I think Nathan (I'm not sure about the others) were all getting fed up with it as well. They didn't put it in any form of print; the communication was strictly vocal. I'm tired now and I'm going to bed.
Sit Ubu, Sit. Good Dog.
Woof!

She was sparkly. She looked like a holiday.

By the way, everybody have a happy Thanksgiving!
I'm going as far as McCordsville before the arduous journey to my grandmother's house, which is around the corner from mine.
Also, Camelot at Footlite rocked. --- "Morgan le Fay! Can you hear me? Am I near your invisible castle?"
Nathan: Yay for you! It seems you are certainly a lucky fellow.
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Aggressive Negotiations

Ahem.
Yes, Michael, I did read the whole thing. After being awed by your brilliant mockery of my typos (I don't know-- Are we in sixth grade?) and amazed by how full of yourself you really are, I have only a few things to say.
I don't care what you say in your convorsations. I don't care what you want to make up about Rob Lowe and shoes. But it is neither your place nor your right to call me a "quivering mass of indecision" or to instruct me or anyone else as to correct posting on the blog. You don't seem to have taken to that treatment yourself. And I'm interested that you had to go to an outside source to find sufficient means of mocking me.
While we're on that subject, Marten, I'm curious to know exactly why you chose to share a private email with someone else without my permission-- with, in fact, my having asked you not to. I'm sorry if it's getting mean, but you're the one who told me to start it.
On a closing note, I apologize for the inconvenience to fellow bloggers. But I have no intention of moving this elsewhere, as I have no intention of being involved in it nearly so long as such a commitment would imply. I, for one, have better things to do with my time than trade insults on a website set aside for that purpose. I have no problem with both of us remaining on the blog so long as you know of the widespread desire for you to moderate your habits. If we are agreed in that regard, then let's all just move on.
That's about all I have to say about that.
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People will say we're in love

Well, Marten, a pair of girls succeded where you failed: they have successfully gotten me over Laura. Heather was, of course, in on it. Plus, then I found the perfect actually attainable girl and asked her out. We have absolutely everything in common. She's even a Babylon 5 fan! What more could I want? It actually makes the break seem like a bad thing, just cause it's a time during which we wont see each other when we normally would.
Her friends are always trying to get her a boyfriend, and now that she's found a guy who likes her without their help they won't leave us alone, so we're keeping it a secret at LN, just to spite them. There's my love life update, hope it doesn't bore you to much.
Michael: Why were you calling Erin non-jewish? It seems like sort of a bizarre insult.
Jonah: If this is a web-comic, I know Erin's the insane beauty(Oasis, Margaret, sort of Gwynn, Sal), Lara's the wishy-washy younger sister who only shows up occasionally (Min, Lilly, I know there are more), and Marten's the brilliant, but mysterious blonde (Riff, Fooker, Roger). So who's the hapless Nerd who gets caught up in everything?

And that's it. I'm going back to bed.

That's No Ordinary Rabbit!

Bug's have ears?
Begun this Blog War has. Insert Fanfare. Is there anything else? If there is, It should be entertaining instead of just mean.
Jonah's right about the whole webcomic thing. Michael's our own Bun-Bun, only no switch blade.

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Polite peacemaking

You're both right.
Michael, yes, you've singled out arrogance and meanness (but in a good natured way) as your niche on the blog. And, as every good webcomic teaches us, every group of good guys needs an ambiguously evil character. So, we put up with you and don't take offense. In fact we enjoy your presence.
HOWEVER, the mean guy is not the main character, and many feel you are taking over the blog by posting too much. And you didn't preface this niche, so Erin, who doesn't know you, obviously thought you were just an asshole (pardon my crude slang).
So, Micheal be your own person, but less often, and Erin, don't ake anything he says seriously. If he says something that really offends you, don't tell Marten, tell him. He'll probably apologize. Otherwise I'll beat him up. I've probably oversimplified, but that's my two cents.
To everyone else who has dissappeared in the midst of all this, come back and do like always. If you don't want to become involved in a conflict, just ignore it and post normal stuff. The world needn't stop for Erin and Michael.

Sit Ubu, Sit. Good Dog.
Woof!

Doggedly Cunning

lol, Go Erin!!!

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And the trouble with small, furry animals in corners is that, just sometimes, one of them's a mongoose.

Michael: As I have been given the go-ahead, I'll save you the trouble of pulling this out of Marten. Yes, as you probably suspected, it was I who wrote the angry letters, though I was not the only one who was angry. Nonetheless, I will answer your particular challenge. And since I have bridged this gap, I may as well provide a translation to my earlier Huttese comment. It means, "The last fool who called me that got his antennae stuffed down his throat. Do you feel lucky, punk?" To that I will add: Kee baatu-baatu. (You bother me.) Kava doompa D'emperiolo stoopa. (You are a low-down Imperial fool.)
What? You think it's easy being the Queen?
Now, I don't know you, Michael, and you don't know me. But nobody around here appreciates your arrogance but you, and the minute Marten gently tried to inform you of this, you threw a little hissy fit. To put it briefly, I don't like the way you treat Marten, and I don't like the way you refer to others.
You are free to "mock me mercilessly," as you put it, but know that I am willing to match you blow for blow, and that I frankly don't care much about what you have to say and thus have little concern for your lack of mercy. I hesitate to pull rank, but... Coughsophomorecough. In conclusion, I cite a quote referring, in case it is unclear, to a certain place over Slice way in Lancre, conveniently located between a Rock and a Hard Place:

"Stuck it up your jumper, sir. Stick it, in fact, up your jumper. Named after Colonel Henri Jumper, I believe. A useful woolen garment akin to a light-weight sweater, sir, which, if I recall correctly, was named after Regimental Sergeant Major Sweat. That, sir, is where you may stick it."
-Lieutenant Blouse, Monstrous Regiment by Terry Pratchett

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Drop Dead Gorgeous

hmm...I like this signature. It's tonsatonsa better than that stupid superball one. I'm sad Michael left. Really. His overexcessive posting made it less obvious that I wasn't posting much. It was nice. kinda. lol.
So I'm feeling kinda random. Bummer...I was gonna try my luck with a new conversation, but since Michael's gone...DANGIT!!! grrness. stupid men and their stupid inferiority complexes. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

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Woof!

The River Won't Flow for Me

I have a new worst day ever story. My Day with Day. Most of you know Daniel, or at least have seen him. I'm gonna give you the short version I gave Sasha when she asked how the movie went.(slightly extended)

We went the wrong way, we got back on track,we arrived half an hour late, we walked around trying to think of something to do, I let a hot girl tell me what to do so we nearly got killed by three thug-looking guys at The House,we decided to go home, the car broke down, the car started again, we got terribly lost (again) and ended up 28 miles out side the city, then we (finally) went home.

And that's it. I'm going back to bed.

I know you're out there!

Ok fine. I was wrong about the thomas thing. But still, your compendium to WKoDhiB post ratio was a bit unbalanced. And thats no reason to kick me off! youre over-reacting. And you were taking over the blog.
Well, this kinda sucks. Im back to not having any contact whatsoever with Michael, and he hates me for it. I hope he doesn't turn me into another Chris Linday, or I wont even be able to read What Kind of Day has it Been.


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Woof!

Ordered, organized outline

DC was awesome. So much to tell, so I'll use a bulleted list.

Day 1
-Twelve hour bus ride
-The OC
-Incompetent hotel staff
-Breakfast at Universal Doughnuts
-Republican elevator
-Evan Bayh's stupid photo-op (Fakest person ever)
-Watched Bill Frist, Kay Hutchinson, and Robert Byrd argue about energy
---We could read Byrd's speech from the gallery, the print was so big
-Ran into Ted Kennedy
---No, literally
-Boring opening ceremony
-First trip to Rite-Aid (58-cent liter and a half water!)

Day 2
-Boring class
-Full Class
-Interesting class
-Toured the Times
-Boring Write-Off
-Scary sightseeing trip
-Lame Dance
-Hour long conversation with a girl from Florida
---Her name's Liz
---I got her screenname
---I lost it
-Bed

Day 3
-Second Breakfast at Universal Doughnuts
---Liz blew me off
-Interesting class
-Pointless wandering
-Boring class
-Internet Cafe
-Ice Cream, NeoMexican restaurant
-Smithsonian
---Bought an awesome souvenir
-Lame awards where we won nothing
-Fun dinner w/ staff
---Not really Hayes's birthday
-Second trip to Rite-Aid
-Lame Karaoke
-Second random girl, this time from California
---Her name's Andy
---I didn't get her sn, but she did invite me into her room
-Second twelve hour bus ride

I'd be pleased to elaborate on any item. You may each pick one.

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Woof!

It's never done that before...

wow, I think that was my longest post ever.


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Woof!

Are you pondering what I'm pondering?

Well, My titles always have a tiny connection. You get to feel smart if you find it.

I was cleaning my room yesterday, and it was practically an archaeological expedition, only without nazis and hot British women. There were a few bits of alien technology; I put them up for sale on Ebay. Anywho, among the artifacts, I found an old health assignment. It was letter I was supposed to deliver to someone who made a difference in our lives, and mine was full of synicism and young martenesque wit that brought a tear to my eye and laughter to my heart.

Dear Andrew,
In health we have to write to someone who had a big impact on our life, and i chose you. We're writing these things for recognition. You know, why they matter in our lives. We figure if more people knew that they were important, we would have less people committing suicide, or something.
The main reason i chose you is because you are a loyal friend. No matter what I did, you would always try to help, or give me encouragement. Nothing I did would matter, you would always be my friend. I hope it can stay that way. I also chose you because when I get mad I can punch you in the stomach without hurting you... Kidding!
Because of all of the above, I present you with this cheap blue ribbon. Remember, it's the thought that counts. I want you to give the other ribbon to someone who made a difference to you, then explain what the ribbon is for. If you don't, I'll have no choice but to not know about it. But please, don't make me resort to stupidity.
Your friend,
Marten Dollinger, your future lord and master, as soon as the world acknowleges his global control

ha, good times. That was in seventh grade. Boy have I changed. mmmyep....

anywho, Michael: I have been getting angry letters about you. It seems like your taking over the blog. You need to calm down a bit, I've noticed that you don't post on WKoDhiB as often as you used to, and here I see atleast 2 of your posts between everyone elses. I think maybe you've already scared Thomas away, he hasn't posted since October. Maybe you can lower the post rate and arrogance level just a bit?
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Woof!

Don't Feed the Plants!

Michael's titles always fit the title scheme, but generally have nothing to do with the post. That's why he never has trouble with his title scheme. Since he's so experienced at all this, I've decided to follow his lead. I'll still try to think up sensical titles when I can, but otherwise, total randomness! It's better than no title at all.
Erin: Either one, since I know parodies are what you're best at. I started a "Look Down" parody about Marvin, but it just wasn't working at all, so I've moved on.
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Woof!

Go ahead. Bake my quiche.

I did too go to Romeo and Juliet. I heart iambic pentameter!

Michael: Da beesga coo palyeeya pityee bo tenya go kaka juju hoopa. Dopa mee gusha, peedunkel?

Nate: Song parodies or original songs?

Which reminds me, I really need to finish my clonetrooper song. It's to the tune of "Lovely Ladies." They dance. :) "A clone army waiting for a fight/ Waiting with the helmets on that minimize our sight..."

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Stars

Well, I figured it out. Dune is still on the back burner, but first sci-fi musical can actually be something much easier.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: The Musical!
A wild musical comedy where Zaphod Beeblebrox sings duets with himself. And I want all of you to help me write the hit songs! My own submission, The Paranoid Android Blues, will be up in a little while. This isn't a contest, just something I thought some of you would enjoy. Have some fun with it. And feel free to include creative reprises.
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Woof!

'Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott

I DO want to be Queen of the Penguins!

And now, "The Lady of Shalott" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
As a limerick.
There once was a girl from Shalott
Who fell in love with Lancelot
At the end of the day
In a barge down she lay
And floated out to Camelot

Yay! I am glad last week is over.

Fanfiction recommendation of the week ("You might not care, but I do."):
"A Moment in Time" a Star Wars fic on fanfiction.net by Kazzy. It's only 11 chapters long. It's about a not-dead Padme and her twins hiding from the Empire. Very moving and true to the characters, even when they don't do what you want them to. And to boot, it has the Naberries in it! They yell and give hugs! And make food, of course. You know what happened to the only person who ever left that house hungry...

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And ow for something completely different

Sorry, guys. I've been meaning to update this, but i haven't had time online since my pseudoconvorsation. Randomness doesn't always just come to me when called. It hits me in the head knocks me silly. Really Silly.

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Oh Deario

Ya'lls are frighteningly...frightening. And if I misspelled that...get over it. Mleh. Do I have to come up with a real conversation? CAn I forfeit? PPPLEEASE?!


SPEECH MEET TOMORROW!!!!!!!! KIPPYYYY!!!!!

If you didn't notice, I'm having trouble with typing. mleh.

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Never normality

Micheal: Ahh! My name is misspelled in that speaker credit.
Erni: No, that happened to everybody's. Now I'm a muppet.
Joanh: Or the cab driver from "It's a Wonderful Life!"
Micheal: I think you just did this to cover up for misspelling my name.
Joanh: So what? I can do what I want.
Micheal: And why is that Comstock boy?
Joanh: Because I have powerful friends.
Laurenec Fishburen: Hey my name looks cooler this way.
Samule .L Jakcson: Mine is awful. But we're the powerful friends, anyway.
Sopiha: Joanh, how do you know so many powerful Hollywood black men?
Joanh: Well, interesting story...
Martne: If you have time to tell this story, you have time to update the toaster story.
Joanh: And I'll do that as soon as I... Hey, look over there! (Runs off)
Htomas: Now that he's gone, can our names be normal.
Ernei (the muppet): Yeah, I want my name back.
Erni: Well, we don't seem to be able to fix this.
Ernei: Well, I atleast want my rubber ducky back.
Nathna: You've got to put down the ducky if you want to play the saxaphone.
Htomas: Can't... take... ran..dom..ness. (faints)
Betr: Hey Ernei, I can't find your-- Hey what's with our names?
Samule: I don't know Bert, this place is weird. Let's go play some Badminton.
Betr: Ok.
Sopiha: I've got winner.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the Congo.
Lara: What a book tour this has been. The best thing I can say for it is that I snagged the short guy's rubber ducky. Hey look, a superball.

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Springtime for Hitler

Nathan: This is going to be the best convorsation ever! It's so random I gave it a totally random title!
Hitler: La La la la la la la *frolick*
Nathan: Quiet, you!
Jonah: Machiavellian Macaroni and Cheese!
Nathan: Huh?
Marten: He's always saying random stuff like that, but it's not nearly as random as my signature lines.
Laurence Fishburne: I beg to differ!
Marten: Quiet, you!
Michael: I'm more random. I quote "The West Wing" for no apparent reason.
Thomas: Thomas is random.
Nathan: Thomas, talking in the third person just isn't hip anymore
Micheal: Like you are, ghetto boy! And why is my name spelled like that.
Erin: Because it's his conversation and he can spell it however he wants, Mykelll. Oooh, Penguins!
Miecell: That doesn't mean you can! And penguins aren't random anymore!
Sophia: Actually, there are real penguins here.
Penguins: Sophia, you're so sexy. Come be our queen.
Erin: No fair! I wanna be penguin queen!
Lara: Just popping in for my token appearance.
Hitler: Dance with me!
Lara: No!
Sophia: I am the penguin queen. Fear Me.
Nathan (ala Sam Eagle of the Muppets): YOU ARE ALL.... WEIRDOS!
Michelle: Shut up, Comstock boy!

Yeah, I edited that post like 6 times. You gotta problem with that?

The Rain in Spain Falls Mainly on the Plain

Little problem with that conversation, Micheal. It should read:

Thomas: We need less girls
Nathan: FEWER! We need FEWER girls! Girls are not a quantity! (attacks Thomas with Shovel)
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Los Conversaciones

((lol, Mexicans having conversations...this is the genius of my band. yes!))

Sophia: I'm so sexy. Bow to my sexiness.
Nathan: ::bowing:: My Master, how may I be of service? Let me kiss those beautifully sculpted feet of yours.
Marten: Oh come on, her feet aren't that sexy.
Michael: I hate drama.
Erin: Shut up, Michael, drama is the best of all. Oooh...penguins!
Michael: What kind of penguins?! Where?!
Lara: I've disappeared from the face of the earth. buzz crackle crackle.
Mr. Hall: You can't say it's this big, you have to say it's THIS BIG!
Sophia: ::attacking him with Larry's shovel:: DIE!!!!!
Thomas: I'm still missing my leg, Mr. Hall!!!


there I go. ha.

Marten: Well, I guess I otta do one of those convorsation thingies
Michael: Of all the dumb ways to start a conversation! Get out. Now.
Erin:Shut up Michael. Its better than something about Rob Lowe, or shoe shopping. I hate shoes. There coarse and irritating
Jonah: Its they're, not there. Your saying They Are.
Mrs. Guthrie: Shush grammar boy, thats my job. And you did the same thing with Your. Its You're. You are a loser! nyeh!
Sophia: Hi Mrs. Guthrie! I wish we could have you again instead of Mr. Hall. I hate him. He's a megasuperdooper poop head. mleh.
Thomas:Death to Mr. Hall. He bit off my leg.
Mr. Hall(in creepy stargate alien voice): SCHNARL! I am SATAN INCARNATE! Jump through my flaming hoops of HELL If you wish to stay in Lyceum! HAHAHA!
Lara: Ha. Flaming Prince. Im going to ace is class. blah blah blah he comes to my locker sometimes blah blah jon blah blah isnt he cute? Im going to marry him blah.
Jonah: you ran out of room! how could you do this before my part in your stupid convorsation? 3 people we dont know is too much.
Orson Scott Card: I am the third. Ha! read my books.

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Oh False One, You Have Decieved Me!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!

You know that CD I've been complaining about. The one I ordered from Amazon three times, that I first ordered at the beginning of September? Well, guess what they just sent me? The vocal libretto book. Apparently I accidently ordered that instead last time I reordered the CD. ERRRRRRRRRR! God's Bread it makes me mad! My fingers itch!
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

A Little Brains, a Little Talent

Math sucks. I've just figured out that if it weren't for math, my GPa would be a 3.6 something. I'm getting a D in Allgebra II now. I've never gotten a D on a report card and all be damned if I'm gonna start now.
Well, the play is over. Sasha and I broke up, and I don't really care. It's hard to say which one of us ended it.
I don't know what Randall's problem is. He was cast as Lord Montague and Lord Capulets understudy, but Capulet quit. We worked with him on his diction, but when he got out there it all disappeared.
Jazz show Friday. Come see it. I have a duet with Heather Haywood. It will be fun. Hip street's performing too, and so is the Jazz band. Oh, and there's swing dancing. And jazz. Lot's of Jazz. Have I mentioned Jazz? Unfortunately, I already used All That Jazz.
One of my IYC/Speech friends(Amanda, Soph, if you want to know) saw Levi's duo and asked me about the "cute guy with the goatee". That cracks me up.
That last post had a title. I don't know what happened to it. Plus my title scheme is way harder than any of yours, so cut me some slack.
Michael, as much as I enjoy your posts, you're making way too many. Try not to post three in a row.
Marten, even if we'd had a tech crew, we wouldn't have had backdrops. Mrs. Means thinks they're tacky.
Jonah, I think more profession's should do that. I'm going to make a movie about Janitors who fight evil blobs of Dirt.
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway? No it's not. it's Larry.

the Confusers

What on earth are you talking about Jonah!?!!! About your last message?!

And I think that you should make one of your movies be
"Indiana Jonah and the Raiders of Nathan's Ark" so you can include your brother. hahahahahaa.
We need more archeologists...let them think that all of them are incredibly hot and that the work is interesting...we might learn something!

And I never said I wrote the Mr. T comparison!!! I agreed with Marten!

Hmmm. Not sure yet about the JournalCon yet. Ya'll are still pretty strange. Do I have to do a conversation? Cuz it's gonna be super dooper pooper scooper random if I do. So mleh.
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

update: Moon

Creepy. I could hear Mrs. Horrigan's voice in that convorsation.

Jomah, I did do the Mr. T comparison. Those points belong to me. You have no settings tab because you lack administrative power. You need to level up before you can purchase that skill. Why do you need it, anyway? Michael's only got it because its complicated to teach me how to make links over aim.

I'm making one of my next two posts my unofficial tenth post. The other one will have my convorsation.

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

My melancholy madness

Micheal, what did Laurence say about textual montages?
Anyway, these convorsations intrigue me. Are they a Michael thing, or are we allowed to try our hand? Cause it could be fun...

Anyway, I've decided to make a series of movies:
Indiana Jonah and the Raiders of Noah's Ark
Indiana Jonah and the Temple of DOOMHOUSE
and
Indiana Jonah and the Second-to-Last Crusade
We should do one for XL.

Speaking of which, the media has desensitized the public to the boringness of archeology. Tomb Raider teaches us that it's a feild full of incredibly sexy women and fighting bad guys. Indiana Jones teaches us that it's exciting and dangerous. Stargate teaches us that every artifact you find is a piece of still working alien technology. This is what young people entering the field expect to find. What do they do when they find it's mostly just digging up odd-shaped rocks and guessing what they used to be? I think someone needs to make a film and/or video game about real archeology.
As far as my title today goes, it's a line from Moby Dick the musical, unless the line is actually "My men may call it madness." Either way, this one works for me.
And Now MttO6
Michael: Either date works for me, I think. Also, it's Sluggy Freelance
Marten: I have no settings tab. Find out why.
Thomas: Congrats on GrandNats.
Nate: Good work on the play.
Erin: Ooh, it is a penguin
Soph: You still haven't answer my last message! Also, the Mr. T comparison was very funny. You get points.

Yar! This Be a Superball! \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\;O
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?--> O+<
It's Bob

The...Brothers and the Sisters

Hey guys! Fixed my name so ya'll could figure it out. lol. Okay, I feel kinda bad about saying this, but,

ROMEO AND JULIET WAS THE FUNNIEST PLAY I'VE SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!!

Watching Daniel Day as Mercutio...oh my goodness, I had no idea that he was supposed to be so flamboyantly gay! I'm glad Daniel brought it to my attention.

Nathan, you were really funny as the old man! Never really figured out who you were supposed to be...but you cracked me up nonetheless! And as Friar Lawrence, you were great. I'm really proud that you could memorize those lines...lol I have enough trouble memorizing NORMAL English, let alone OLDE ENGLISH!

Haha, Lord Capulet was the funniest. Whenever he'd talk...I'd lean over to Kelly and be like..."Did you understand anything he just said?" And she'd be like, "I have no idea." lol cuz it sounded like all he was saying ::add lots of dramatic inflections, yet still sounding like a drill sargeant:: "blebleblehblehblehblehbleh." I really thought he should be a drill sargeant...he'd be good at that. Shoot, is it spelled sergeant? I'm confused. And completely exhausted.

OOOOOOOO GUESS WHO PLACED IN BOTH HER SPEECH ROUNDS TODAY!!!! I bet you'll NEVER EVER IN A MILLION YEARS GUESS!!!!!!! Well, actually, Nathan will...cuz he was there...yay speech! So I'll just tell you. ME!!! I PLACED 10TH IN PROSE AND 4TH IN OI!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Okay, that's enough excitement for this issue of Sofa's insane slap-happy hour, please stay tuned for the next episode!

Wstfgl?

A...buh? I'm confused. Oh, well. Ooh... penguin!
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Art thou a man?

I would rather like to know what happened to the titles there. Technical difficulty? Its just those two.

Michael, you would have enjoyed Romeo and Julliett one way or another. Daniel Day was incredible as Mercutio. Everything else was fun to make fun of. No offense to nate, mostly it was the tech that made me laugh, and lord capulet's porky-like speech. And at one point he reminded me of Mr. T. i pitty the foo who dont marry paris on thursday

As for JournalCon, either date is fine for me, unless one of them is the Chicago trip with Thomas. I dont like lemon poppyseed. I demand blueberry. I think we should watch old batman movies with Adam West. It makes me laugh.

Erin: Nicole is an alias. That's Sophia.

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Lose Lara Lately?

Does Michael not know she's in the blog? Is she not in it anymore? Am I in a parallel realitly where she no longer exists? (Come to think of it, I didn't see her after the play with the rest of the Dollingers.) If the latter is the case, and you all say "Lara Who!?!" then the answer is "Never mind, she doesn't exist here."
Anyway, We made Grand Nats Semis. Unfortunately, we have the first draw and must be at school at 5:00, so I think I'm going to bed. A few select messages tonight, with no bolding.
Soph: Michael's already the funniest, so soon after the extravaganza!?! Jeez!
Michael: Thomas has the best title scheme ever. Don't be dissin it.
Thomas: When you're living in a DOOM HOUSE at the end of the millenium,
You're what you own. Discuss.

Yar! This Be a Superball!... Or Be it!?!?
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?... Or Is It?
Dum dum dum

Actors-- As if the world wasn't full of enough history without inventing more.

That quote from Wyrd Sisters in honor of Romeo and Juliet, which I am going to see tonight. Break a leg. Nate, I look forward to seeing you in tights. (I think it's possible that I have seen too many of my male friends in tights, what with Marten in the talent show last year and Levi's Cpt. Character.) But geez-- you were home at 8:47? That's not a proper Hell Week! I want to borrow My Ishmael when you're done if I may.
Nicole- yes, I will never forget me dancing in my slip and make-up to Chicago in the dressing room, either. :) That was probably one of my favorite parts of the whole play because, well, how often do we get to do that in real life? hehe...
Next week I'm going to figure out the deal with my title scheme. Be patient with me till then.
In other news, I got a college application turned in this week! Go me!
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

The NoNoNos

It's true, Nathan. The grass is always greener on the other side ::insert witty quip here::. I'm too lazy to think of a worthy witty quip, so you get to do it yourselves. Yay. If I misspell stuff, it's because I can't see because I'm not wearing my glasses, so you are forewarned. Or maybe I'm just too lazy to press backspace. Anyways...don'e really know what I was going to say now that I've gotten this far.

Michael, you are the funniest person on this blog. I really enjoy your posts. Haha!

::insert witty signature here::

Great example of the grass being greener on the other side: When I couldn't get a girlfriend, it was like my one goal in life. Now that I have one, I really want to not have one. Or have one who I actually see on a regular basis. Unfortunately, I can't bare to have her mad at me during the show, so I have to wait on that.
Michael, at least you do improv. Mrs. Britton hates it. She won't do any, at all. And choosing your own monologue isn't all it's cracked up to be, especially since the character has to be close to our own age and the same sex. I'm doing Peter Wiggin from Ender's Game, btw. I like being sadistic and manipulative.
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

The Circle of Life

Well, it's the aptly named Hell week. Having a girlfriend their made it a little better, but she's gotten kind of weird lately and she flirts with Daniel too much. My time on stage is too scattered. I don't have long blocks of time offstage. The good thing is I only have to wear tights for two scenes. They're not comfy.
On a totally different note, I highly encourage you to read Ishmael by Daniel Quinn. I cannot stress enough how important I think it is that everyone read this book. I'm working on the sequel (parallel novel) and it's not bad, but the first is just overwhelming, and totally defies description. Read it, then you'll know why. That'll also explain what the title of this post means.

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Oh yes, the Michaels

Michael! You could've just told me it was Morpheus! That IS Morpheus...right? I think? lol shoot...now I'm not sure. dangit!
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

The...ummmm...Shoot, I forget!

I don't really forget; wouldn't YOU all want to listen to a band with this title?! I know I sure would!
Michael-Oh my goodness, boy, you are really funny. I just thought you were a weirdo before...now I realize that you're a FUNNY weirdo! WELCOME TO THE CLUB!!! (the funny weirdo club and the blog club)
ooh, do you wanna know what would be so cool?! If we started a club at school for all the people in this blog (cept the Comstocks, of course, unless they want to get bussed over from LN during random SRTs). I don't know what we'd do exactly...but it'd still be fun!
Erin-lol I will never forget you dancing in your slip and make-up in the dresing room to that exact song (Chicago-title-entry). And I super-hate days where I would be perfectly content dropping dead.
Marten-You're worried about me "going out" with Larry? Lol, the "quotes" are because I still think the phrase "going out" belongs back in 6th grade...but whatever. lol, well, who's to say I didn't start coming to the scene shop to chill with you and Katy and Lauren and such? It might not have been because I'm "dating" Larry. (lol, trying to find a word that works for us) Unfortunately, that is part of the reason why I did end up hanging out there...but I really like it! You guys are pretty cool! And what the heck is with this pessimistic foreshadowing? lol...well...maybe not foreshadowing...but you get my idea.
Nathan-Don't worry about the eating contest...I'm in a beauty pageant in my diary on TOD. lol, so you're definitely not the most far gone of us all. :D

hmmm...trying to think of a good signature. Not working!

probably quantum

Hello, Michael. You know, in real life I'm not as "bitchy" as you seem to think May is...
Welcome aboard.
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

....Untitled

Blast you Erin! 1 minute and 9 seconds. That was all it took for you to get between my posts! I thought i'd have 2 in a row

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

HAHAHAHA!!!!!

ladida. I felt like posting today. Not sure what about, but o well. Im administrator, I will do as I please.
What exactly is butterfinger? I mean, I know its a candy bar, but from what does it derive its name? It doesnt taste like butter, or peanut butter. o well. I might use this title again when this post is archived but other wise forgotten. No one will ever know.

Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

You see, I was a butterfly drawn to the flame, a moth crushed against the... I betcha wanna know why I shot the bastard.

Yay! Chicago quote! Well, I'm in a much better mood today, folks. Yesterday even Ewoks didn't make me happy. I'm trying to get my friend Marggy to stop hating Anakin Skywalker, so I'm chronicling the transition from Jake Lloyd to James Earl Jones, as it were. It's interesting.
And now, a new feature: Erin's fanfiction recommendation of the week. You may never read it or even care, but I do.
I recommend "The Winds of Change," a Star Wars fanfic by geo3 on fanfiction.net. It's 38 chapters long now, and very, very good.
Yar! This Be a Superball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

But it wasn't a dream. It was an Ewok

But woulnd it be funny if you did? I saw you rapping in my head. You had a gold watch and everything. Bling, whatever.
Which reminds me, Michael has just recently been made aware of my use of british slang, and has coined the term Blang. I found this hilarious. Michael is funny. shout out to Michael. Jonah should spell his name right.

Jonah, with your jubilation and your Konversions, one would think you'd have updated your toaster stories. Am I going to have to finish that for you? Your gonna lose readers.

So Sophia is with Larry now? That would explain you showing up in the scene shop. I thought it was random coincidence. How come you didn't tell me? I didn't find out till you were talking to Katie in Physiology,

Oh well. Still happy. Still worried about it. I feel like a content Arthur Dent, or Rincewind. SOmething is bound to go horribly wrong.

Yar, This Be a Super Ball!
~.... what's that guy's name, anyway?

Food, Glorious Food!

Ever find yourself doing something you find really deplorable in other people? Yep, I was in an eating contest. At three and a half plates, I was tied for the second to lowest place, but it was still exciting. Golden Corral's the best place for it too. After that we went to Liz's and played Malarky, which I did slightly better at.
I've graduated from Leprachaun to Ewok. Come on Friday, you'll see what I mean. (Especially if you saw Wizard of Oz).
Oh, and new stuff at my other blog, if you want to know.
SQ(u)EE!

I'm Ready to be Shot

I would never rap.
I don't care if you think I should get my own title scheme.
My life sucks.
Sorry for the negativity. It won't always be like this.
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The Whose-a-what-sits

lol...try saying that 20 billion times fast!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA! SOFA WINS!!!!
Who the heck is Laurence Fishburn ANYWAY?!
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Konstructive Kriticism

Knote: Bekause of the alphabetikal kontinuity of this entry, kreative spellings are konstantly kalled upon
Wow. I expected more komplaints. Thomas, Soph, and Marten liked it, Lara didn't komplain, and I don't even know if Erin read it. I'm still the center of attention, so I'm happy. However, just for fun, a list of komplaints I half expected to recieve.

I reached ten posts a long time ago and I didn't get a Jubilee!
Jubilee is a 25th anniversary anyway.
Those are elephants!?! (Okay so I did get that)
I never said/sung/rapped that!
I would never rap, period.
I got shafted because my speech was 90% static!
When did Lara write a book?
Like you know Laurence Fishburne. Ha!
Diddo for J-Lo.
and, last but not least,
Laurence didn't say "Sip Responsibly" once!

Luckily you didn't komplain so I don't have to answer those. Anyway, great fun all around and now back to regularly scheduled entries.

And Now Mfto7 (Yep, it says 7)
Marten: I assume the "most" in "most of that is pretty klose to what would happen if Laurence Fishburne interviewed us" refers to the rap.
Soph: I think you write your poetry better than I do.
Nathan: It's more a live elephant koncept.
Thomas: It wasn't really that random. You knew it was koming.
Lara: You have to make the celebration yourself, y'know. It ain't easy. And the doomspork is used to eat souls.
Erin: Welcome to the blog. Good job on the play. I don't think you should share title schemes, get your own ASAP:)
Laurence: Thanks for hosting the show buddy, I owe you one.
SKWEE!

All right, George.

Sigh. I am depressed because the play is over and I miss May and everybody. (Yeah, they're not real. So bite me.) And there has been a ridiculous stress explosion in my life. Ewok, ewok, ewok...
SQ(u)EE!

bzzz crckle a really good pie

If you get a tenth post celebration then I want an 11th post celebration. or maybe a first post from school party or something. Bell ringing. Bye!
SQ(u)EE!

I didn't say that! Your always putting words in my mouth!

wow. It's funny because most of that is pretty close to what would happen if Laurence Fishburne interviewed us for Jonah's post.
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Comedy tonight

There's not much else to say. You're really weird. Are those supposed to be elephants? I could make a better text elephant with my eyes closed.
_ ___ _
( ( * *) )
\_\ /_/
!=!
!_!
To be fair, my eyes were opened, but still, you could have put a little more thought into it.
SQ(u)EE!

Never mind. Stupid Blogger. WHy can't you let me keep my spaces?

Hilariousities

Wow. Jonah...that was...wow. Erin's rap was the best, I must say. lol my poem was pretty cool, too. Yeah baby. lol...happy J post!
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Jonah's Jovial, Jocular J-post Jubilee!

Celebrating 10 posts of Jonah! (Hosted by Laurence Fishburne!)

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^A line of live elephants, because any good celebration has live elephants.

Laurence Fishburne: Hi, I'm Laurence Fishburne, and welcome to Jonah's Jovial, Jocular J-post Jubilee. I've been reading Jonah's posts since he began them a little less then a month ago, and they have had a profound influence on me. I spend so much time reading that blog, that I only did one take of each of the scenes in Matrix Revolutions. That's why it was so bad.
Keanu Reeves:Also, I can't act!
Laurence Fishburne: Anyway, that's why I decided to host this special. And Now, a montage of the best moments of Jonah's fabulous posts.

So I'm joining another blog. Don't expect to hear much from me./For whom are we writing this anyway? For each other, for ourselves, or for a theoretical audience?/ I just realized that I am really, really sexy. Like, I-wanna-rip-his-clothes-off-right-this-instant sexy. I am too sexy for my shirt, and for that matter my shoes, socks and pants. I'm so hot, I could melt number 7 plastic./Thomas: Maybe you're name scheme could be that all your entries are called Welcome to Fred. It'd be funny./I was kinda kidding, but whatever./Fighting makes me sad/The moral of this post: Don't volunteer to do two stories in one weekend if you also have a page to design and the paper gets sent to press Tuesday!/But we were winners anyway, because we drink milk. In other news I'm wearing a birthday hat. Yay!/Huzzah! Doom Sporks for everyone!


Laurence Fishburne: I guess Montages work better with something other than text! Next, Blog founder Marten Dollinger will say a few words.
Marten: Nice work and stuff, I guess.
Laurence Fishburne: And now, a musical presentation by fellow blogger Thomas, and his band The Fanny Pack Five.

Thomas: (to the tune of a certian Weezer song.)
His name is Jonah, he writes really good posts!
He's not from Barcelona, but he makes a mean slice of toast!
Come sit next to him, Pour yourself some Slim-
Fast, like Granma made when you were on a diet
Things were better then, you couldn't eat chicken,
You gave up that trend when you didn't lose weight.

This song is not going as planned,
The lyrics suck and should be banned,
The rhyming is bad when it exists at all,
The resemblence to the original is small,
The audience is standing up and leaving,
The audience is standing up and leaving,
The audience is standing up and gone,
Yeah they're gone! (Really cool guitar riffs.)

Laurence Fishburne: Well, now that the audience is gone, it's time for Jonah's brother Nathan to say a few words. (That didn't come out right.)
Nathan: Jonah's posts have been a true inspiration to me. A few weeks ago, I was planning to develop an addiction to cough syrup or toad licking, because I couldn't take this cruel world anymore. Then, I got on the blog and read those beautiful words, "Interesting fact about Christen Neary: Her older brother, Stephen Neary aka Parrot Boy, also drew the giant sandwhich which until recently adorned Levi's wall." Suddenly, it made sense how wonderful this world is. I've been a staunch supporter ever since!
Laurence Fishburne: Thanks Nate! Now a poem from blogger Sophia.
Sophia Thanks Laurence. This is a poem I wrote for Jonah. It's called Ode to Jonah.

Jonah is cool, Jonah is neat.
If he were a food group, he would be meat.
Jonah is sexy, Jonah is cute.
He melts number 7 plastic fruit.
Jonah writes losts of nifty posts,
and according to Thomas makes good toast.
Life without Jonah would be sad indeed,
Like a yard all full of weeds.

Laurence Fishburne: (crying) That was beautiful. Now a word from Jennifer Lopez.
J-Lo: I don't know this Jonah guy, but I want to talk about what the letter J means to me. Without J, my name would be Ennifer Lopez. The shortening would be E-Lo, or possibly just Lo. Either way, I'm glad Jonah's decided to celebrate this letter.
Laurence Fishburne: Now blog writer Erin will perform a freesyle rap. This doesn't sound good.
Erin (dressed in baggy clothes and a backwards cap):
Jonah is neat, he's a pretty swell guy,
He's had 10 posts, that's more than nine.
He knows Laurence Fishburne, and that's pretty rad,
He draws people in like newspaper ad.
This rap's pretty lousy, I won't say it's not,
But hey, I made it up on the spot.
So way to go Jonah, for 6 posts plus 4,
Here's to the rest, to 16 more! Word.

Laurence Fishburne: Now, a word from Micheal Christie, who introduced Jonah to blogging.
Micheal Christie: Jonah's posts are awful. Originally, he wrote decent posts but now they're all fluff, randomness and meaningless titles. Although, it's nothing compared to the new Matrix. Laurence Fishburne was especially...
Laurence Fishburne: That's enough of that. Our final writer, Lara, is in Seattle on a book tour, but she's with us via satellite.
Lara, on staticy screen: Jonah bzzt crckle doom spork bzzz fizzle elephants zzt bzzizle 700 fizzz brzzle pop bzzz much. So, bzzz crckle fzzble a really good pie. Thanks Laurence.
Laurence Fishburne: Well there you have it, bzzz crckle a really good pie. How better to describe Jonah then that. Until next time, I'm Laurence Fishburne, signing out.

Los Performadores

lol...there goes my Spanglesh again! HI ERIN! WELCOME TO THE BLOG! Just wanted to say that. Oh, and, also, today's show was hilarious...bunch of missed cues and other flubs. So fun. lol even though I wasn't watching, I just got to hear about it backstage. Fun. anyways...thanks again guys for coming...and, Erin, you kick monkeys!
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And the New Day was a Great Big Fish

Well, well. It finally has worked! Erin here, I finally got in this thing, so... here I am. Thanks to those who came to see the play-- it did have some great lines, the definitive one probably being "WHAT??" That's a cast joke... Marten is letting me share his topic of subject lines-- quotes from movies and books. That one is from Monstrous Regiment, the newest Terry Pratchett. And now I have to go, for the stage calls me home in about 45 minutes.
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Is it two swimming pools??

Hurray for show. Go to Michael's blog for a review.

Lara, everyone knows kroger is on stirke. We read and or watch the news, or atleast channel one. and joe rants.

There's No Business like Show Business

First off, congratulations to Marten and Soph, the show was excellent. Now none of us will be able to stop quoting from it. He He ........ 2000 aeroplanes........he he. Overall, I've had a really amazing day, basically the polar opposite of Jonah's.
First period a project I wasn't looking forward to presenting got postponed. Then in choir, I got a solo from an audition I thought I'd bombed(Laura and Heather got the others, by the way). In Theatre Arts we broke into work groups of four, except mine only contains two, and the other one is a really hot girl who I don't really know. In Allgebra II, I actually finished the midterm. I have absolutely no idea how I did on it, but finishing is a one up from the last test I took in that class.
Zach Dzuba played Mandolin for us today. It was very amusing. He was borrowing it, but he's saving up to buy his own.
Lara. Get. Title. Scheme. NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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The Fanny-Pack Five

lol...huzzah for fanny packs!!! Anyways...GEEZ LARA...YOU'VE GOT ONE SERIOUS BOYFRIEND!!! OW OW!! haha. Anyways...SOPHIA IS IN THE PLAY, TOO!!! lol duh. You guys saw me with my super-hot lipstick. yayness. anyways...sorry for such a stupid post, just needed to comment on the play and Lara's boyfriend. haha. middle school love. so fun.
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Kroger's going on strike

Its true, they are. I was at my friend's house and her parents were talking about it.

Hurray!! I get a doomspork!....what does it do?

One of my friends actually had a relationship for shorter than that.. It was only for 30 seconds but it was forced so it might not really count to you people. Her parents don't want her to date until after high school either. Which brings me to the fact that I have a boyfriend! No Marten you cannot hit him with your stick. He comes to my locker every morning and he walks me to my bus after school and thats almost the only time I get to see him, but oh well.
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In Ireland's inexorable inkblot...

How many day hath past since my last post?
Verily, I say it has been many, for mine post hast passed into the archives like flowers into winter's first snow.
Alas, alas for me, for what shall I say now that I at last post?
What news to report?


Random bad things keep happening to me. Yesterday a saxophone mouthpiece hit me in the head, and I've still got a scab. Today I threw up for no apparent reason. I also had a random headache and tripped over a microphone cord somewhere in there. However, I'm still in surprisingly good spirits, possibly because there is no band practice today. Also, I'm going to see la obra de teatre de Erin y Marten. (I apologize for the language switch. When I can't think of an English word I use a spanish one.) I was thinking about asking a girl to go with me, like on a date, but I probably won't. And now an announcement.
My next post will be my 10th post, and will have a J title. Since 10 is a milestone and J is the best letter in all the alphabet, it shall have to be an excellent extravaganza of a post. An amusing comic.(The beginning may not make much sense, but it's the last panel that's funny.)
Instead of my normal ending section, I'll conclude with this.

Huzzah! Doom Sporks for everyone!

well that was quick.

that venting is fine. It was detailed information of a love life i could write plays about, not needless gossip. clap for nate! mourn for nate! find nate a date!

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Farewell Good Angel

Well, in the time since my last post I've had my first girlfriend, my first break-up, and the worlds shortest relationship in general. I was Sasha's first boyfriend too and apparently, her parents don't want her to date until she's out of high school. Stupid overprotective asian parents. So my first relationship lasts a day and odd hours. Wonderful.
And I left the stupid Etymology project at school somewher and I have no idea where.
I know you don't want to hear about my love life, but I need to vent to someone. I hope you don't mind to much.
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Famous...Chiropracters...?

(I can still post!!) =^.^=
Should I look in the phone book for chiropracters or just have Famous Chiropracters as my title all the time?
Marten: You forget a lot don't you..and why wouldn't I make a good minion?! I am very..umm.. miniony..? Minionish...?...I bet you just dont't want me telling mom about what you talk about to your friends. Whoever said all my posts were supposed to be funny...I'll cry if I get kicked off...
Jonah: I want a spork of doom too.
Sophia: Kubble Bubbles is a funny kitty! I wuvvles him so much!
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I implore you to reconsider

Erin does so look like renee zelwegger! After all the people Ive pointed this out to, you're the first to disagree. 7 to 1. no points for nate. Just look at the squinty eyes, the slightly flatness of chest, and the wave in the hair!

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The Memories

OOOH! I remember that now. okay. lol. I'm listening to Ben Folds...omg, he is sooo the best singer ever. I love him so much. Just thought you all needed to know. If you care, his song, "The Luckiest" is the most romantic song I've ever heard in my life. woooooooooo.
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Racing with the Clock

Romeo and Juliet is officially screwed. I called for line eight times in the last scene today, six of them on the same monologue. I'm sure you guys are having hell of it to though. ABout eight of us are coming out to see you.
I have mixed feelings about the crazy hot girl whose been all over me lately. On the one hand, she's hot and she's all over me. On the other hand, this is such a sudden change I fear she may be using me for something. Oh well. I'm still enjoying the hell out of it.
I can't wait to see Camp!
Ok, umm, Erin looks nothing like Renee Zwelleger, but it's really funny to imagine her doing those songs. Deanna was apparently mistaken when she told me Bob Barker was dead; in fact the man who had previously hosted The Price is Right before him passed away. Soph, it was right before you left, and you gave me a weird look and said, "okay...."

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The Cake-Sniffers

lol, Marten, your cat sounds so funny. ((I almost said "yummy" there...yikes!)) Anyways...Nathan...lol I didn't even know you tried to kiss me. I was totally not paying attention. Not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing...but whatever.

GOOD LUCK WITH HELL WEEK, MARTEN! I hope everything goes well and you don't bite my head off in Stage Tech anymore.

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What an excentric performance!

Whims...yes, whims you get...
Ubernifty speechifier... is that a william elhardt term? sorry will, i never spell your last name right.

Hey, I can write my speech now! I know what I'm doing! Yippeee!
I saw Chicago finally, repeat said exclamation. Does Erin Chandler not have a striking resemblance to Renee Zelwegger? Seriously, dye her hair blonde and make her less timid, and she looks just like her.

dumb cat...chasing his tail again....

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Why Can't the English Learn to Speak?

Why weren't any of you at speech? It was really fun, even if I did only get 4 1/2 hours of sleep. I chickened out of talking to Christen and only exchanged a few pleasantries with her brother. Technically, we were competing in different catagories but I think we got the same number of sweeps points, since LN is really slipping and LC is on the rise. Oh, plus I got my bronze seal, which signifies my status as ubernifty speechifier.
On the halloween party: I'm really tired. It was great to see Hannah again, though. Sorry I tried to kiss you, Soph, it's one of those sudden whims I get. Who was that Andrew guy? Does he go to LN or LC? I've never seen him before in my life.
I ate too much. I'm going back to bed.
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Los Pimpitos

lol...The Little (Spanish) Pimps. Nice.
Anyways...Marten, you're not the only one stressed. I think we all are...and everyone in the play is totally needing to be avoided. So, I understand. lol, I know my personal reason for being so moody...but ya'll prolly don't care nor want to know. Yep. I hope you get un-stressed soon...I miss the old Marten who didn't yell at me for painting the wrong way in stage tech. :-(
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The Empire was dead. Long live the Alliance.

O yeah, I knew that. I saw that he died on the news. hehe. didn't make name connection, never watched price is right.
Erin is the lead in the play. yay erin!
I am sad, i think. maybe im just tired. I need to do speech. the play is affecting me more than I thought it would. indirectly, of course. stress pipes. yarg, you interpret. thinky sleep good, burritos.
Sophia: "its not you, its me" I appologize for moodiness. I stressy. need a punching bag and a very long nap. stuff is leaky.

Generic Punk Band

Who's Erin? haha. Ln has one Native American. haha. I find that funny for some reason. I want to apologize, Marten, for acting like such a...umm...butt-munch? today. I don't know what's going on...just some odd hormonal imbalance or something. Oh well. Enough about my body's chemistry. Who's Erin?
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People

Found a useful website today. Comparative information on public schools of Indianapolis can be found here. All the vital stats, as they say. I find it really funny that LN has exactly one Native American student. I think I know her.
You know what annoys me? Ugly people who like to shout across the computer lab about their social lives to equally ugly people. Hicks is a good, stereotypical word for them, or maybe white trash. They like to verbally abuse each other.
Marten: Bob Barker? The "Price is Right" guy? You are so out of it.
Thomas: Point taken.
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KNOCK KNOCK

Who's Robert? I hope that text thingy works. I hope I remember to do it. I also hope I remember to do my original oratory manuscript. Thomas wrote his in one night. I laugh. Laugh with me its funny. So was BOO!, a bunch of "scary" shorts that LC players perform.
anywhy, I could've sworn either Nathan or Jonah said something about Lara. Maybe it was just Thomas. Michael said her posts weren't funny. We must all obey the Great Michael!.

Sophia:there wasn't a real poll. um. don't hit me. or anything.
Jonah: I want a spork of doom.
Thomas:I can't go another day without central heating.
Nathan:I hope that works. Lara wont make a very good minion.
Lara: You can still post, can't you? I knew I forgot something!
Erin:HEY! ERIN! um... YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO TIME TO POST RIGHT NOW(oops), SO I'M NOT GONNA BOTHER TELLING YOU TO DO SO!(ewok, be happy)

You know, I could take Lara off just cuz this is a lot of people to have on a blog. The spell check on this prgram didn't know the words ewok, Jonah, or Erin. I thought everyone knew those.

Poor Jud is Dead

Rest in Peace, Robert Barker. If all dogs go to heaven, you're gonna have a hard time when they found out who told their owners to spay and nueter them. Just kidding. You were a good man, and we hate to lose you. The price was wrong.
I know I've had a lot of Oklahoma titles recently, but it's what I know really well.
Marten, go to View, Text size, Medium. That should solve your problem. It was a genetics project. Soph, I likle that name better than Mindless robots and some of the others. Lara, I'll support you, but only if you agree to be my minion. Thomas, post more often. Jonah, you're allergic to souls, remember?

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Hmmm....(Holiday Hats!)

Marten, was this one of those "Hey, Thomas do you think?" polls? 'Cause Nate and I don't remember being polled either. As long as I'm posting, it's time for the State report-LN version. We recieved 6th place, a seemingly bad spot. In fact, though, we were 2nd place in marching to Avon by 3/4 of a point and third in music. We were only 6th because we were eighth in general effect, and that could be attributed to our band being very small compared to the others. This made us too quiet for the dome and ruined the pianissimos at the beginning and end of the show, which contributed to the low effect score. So really, the score isn't so bad considering what we had against us. We still should have beat Carmel. But we were winners anyway, because we drink milk. In other news I'm wearing a birthday hat. Yay!
And Now, Mtto5:
Marten: Nope, didn't get smaller for me. Also, don't tell Lara but I'm with you.
Thomas: Now you write the LC version!
Larry: Nice Poem. Also, don't tell Marten, but I'm with you. Also also, your new title scheme is Famous Chiropractors. Have Fun.
Sophia: I like your poems, too. I like the second one better. The first one has a few lines that don't sound poetic enough.
Nathan: I will eat your soul with my spork of doom.

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Loathes of Bread

Haha...I think this is possibly the stupidest band name I've thought of for this thing. It's quite possible. lol. Anyways...I don't remember the poll either. And I've gotten over my problem with not being the only girl on here...so I think she should stay! lol Larry's funny. Anyways.
Life is pretty boring. Everyone's sick. It's dreadful. I hate being sick.SQEE!

polls?

What polls? I never saw any polls?! I should be allowed to vote too! If I really have been voted off then why is this post showing up? hmm?!?! I help out here! You're nothing but a BIG MEANIE MEANIE MEANIE!!! phoo...I hate you...I LOATHE you! lol
LARRY LIVES!!!

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I can't go to heaven with a headache! Ill be all cross and I wont enjoy it.

Did the print suddenly shrink for anyone else? its giving me a headache.

Lara, I apologize, but the polls are in and you've been voted off of the blog. Obviously, you'll still be able to read it and if you have anything good to post you can post it through my name.

68 on what?
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Get Cool, Boy

Ok, I've calmed down. I get fits of rage sometimes; I'm better now. Plus it was pointed out to me that it's a 68 out of 80, which is actually closer to an 83%. I'd just seen the 68 and assumed it was a percentage.
I know that's not the actual name of the song, but it makes more sense and I'm lazy.
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It's a Scandal! It's an Outrage!

Lisa, since I know you read this, my e-mail has been down since the move (a little over a month). I can finally recieve messages now, but I can't send them. Secondly, well, I'll get to that when I can reply to you. I didn't want you to think I was being petty.
Sorry, everyone else. It's always a little stressful to get a months worth of E-mails all at once, and Lisa's were only slightly less annoying than Amazon.com's:
Problem with your billing information. Your order will be canceled in... 10...9...8...7...6. Lucky I got to it now. It still delays my order by 6 frickin' days.
Other general complaints: My title scheme is to frickin' hard, Levi hogs the computer too much, and the flickering light above my head is really starting to get annoying. Oh, and Ms. Knapp can take her 68% and stuff it. (I don't know what she can stuff, it just seemed like the right thing to say.)
Errrr.....
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The cow in the meadow goes moo!

I was at my friend's house and she has this book from the library called the Encyclopedia of Serial Killers. It had all these serial killers and what they did listed and all sorts of creepy sadistic things. Its also had some "symptoms" for phsycopathic/serial killery...ness. There was bedwetting until adolesence as one and animal torture and obsession with fire too.. I like fire (-^^-) lol

Eeww, Marten, that game is gross. Even if it isn't really that graphic its just... =p. And its 6:15 when you come in! 6:15!

Sophia: thnx =D and you're welcome

I can't think of a title scheme so just give me one and I'll stick to it.

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