Sometimes I wonder if Christine logs out of chat at night time on purpose so she doesn't wake up with my rantings about Robin t shirts in the middle of the night.

They need to make better Robin t shirts though.

Later that night

   I've been thinking about Jedward guys. (Who are we kidding, I'm always thinking about Jedward.) But seriously, how do they get paid? Like, is separately? Or is it to them both cause it's like they're a band? Do they bother to care about splitting things evenly in half? Cause then they'd have to care about who buys the food and stuff and I'm pretty sure they don't have enough awareness that they are separate people to do that. Can you imagine dating John or Edward and then they would totes pull a Parent Trap and it would be so confusing.

   Also, music, why does it exist. So, you know how like, colors, right? (Also, full sentences are dead.) Music is also numbers and I have music videos on my computer that are just like, wow, and that's why I saved them, and they don't even have to be super professional or whatev the song just has to be like, whoa 500, you know? No, you don't, and I know this and yet I continue to tell you things that pretty much only make sense to me.

   You know what I love? Supernatural. Also nutella. Also Jedward. And My Drunk Kitchen. And Supernatural. Oh and the Oxford comma. Although it doesn't look like I like commas because sentences. You know what I don't like? Things.

  If I take an online MMPI would you want me to tell you the results? Just for kicks and giggles? (That's not the phrase is it? Is it shits and giggles? That sounds more profane than I thought the phrase was though.)

Edit: I took the MMPI. It's over 500 true/false questions. Um, yeah, how am I alive? Ask me about it sometime and I can show you how clinically worrisome I am.

:(

So, good and bad things, which should we start with?

Bad, ok. I am weeping because of television. Television is a jerk. I love it so much. Does this mean that I am headed toward an abusive relationship because television is all, oooo you need me, oooo rip out your heart, make you feel all the feelings, crush your will to live, make you want to live to at least see next week's episode.

Good, also television, because I love it so much.

Also, I look at my room and am like, where should I hang out tonight, my bed or my cave. It's a tough decision. OH MY GOD THAT IS GROSS. Sorry, watching Fringe, the guy is all, ew, omg, ew, you know?

You know what's sad? I brushed my teeth and then was like, dammit, I wanted ice cream. I even have nutella for it today.

Speaking of, just ask Sarah, if you go grocery shopping with me I will probably lose you. It's just something that happens and it's usually all my fault, but it's still going to happen.

You know what I really want for the next holiday? A lighter. One of those nice ones with the flip top thing, it's like metal, and it flips open and stays lit till you close it. That would be nice. I like fire. Oh god I sound like a sociopath. I'M MOSTLY NOT A SOCIOPATH OK GUYS. I EMPATHISE ALL THE TIME.

Here's the thing:

I bought this ice cream right, it's vanilla with caramel and chocolate things filled with caramel, but there is no peanut butter. This is bad. So my solution is that I have this spoon, right, and put like half a spoon of peanut butter and then eat ice cream with that peanut butter and it's lovely.

I feel as though I've solved something huge, like world peace, or drafts.

Peanut butter spoon.

fuck

Doctor!

Little itsy bitsy Doctor lego thingy Amanda gave to me.

Is mine.

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I don't think you understand

Make your own and then post them everywhere and make your computer background a pony and then print them out and paste them all over your room and then give them as gifts.

Because sometimes I'm just a viking who sets shit on fire

I'MA MAKE A SLEEVE OF BRACELETS

I HAVE AWESOME IDEAS

I made a bracelet like this. Obviously it is not this short and it connects at the ends, but you get the idea. It's striped, these colors.

No, but seriously, why would I ever need alcohol, all I need to do is be awake and the crazies happen and then I watch Secondhand Lions and then I go all I WANT TO HAVE ADVENTURES I COULD KILL PEOPLE AND GET TREASURE AND FIND LOVE AND HAVE A PET LION AND BE HAPPY WHY CAN'T LIFE BE NOT LIKE THIS. That's totes what happens to drunk people, right?

I want to decorate the rest of my walls with pictures and shit from the computer but I'm afraid my printer will be like lolno, bitchplz.

Private I, is watching you, na na na naaa na naaa na na. Do Private I's get badges tho cause that seems sketch.

So, that picture totes isn't correct colors, even though I tried to make them so. I think the red is more a darker blood and the green is more everest than grass and the blue is a little more murky. The yellow seems right though. Youknow, it might be because I'm in the cave and can't see the bracelet that well because dark.

Haley Joel Osment, Emily Osment's older brother, adorable little kid that sees dead people, you know him, he was such a great child actor. Then he stopped acting and got older and now his sister is all, adorbs, even if she is on Hannah Montana.

MUSIC IS SO GREAT THO. NOT HANNAH MONTANA MUSIC, BUT MUSIC, YOU KNOW THE MUSICAL KIND. Personally I'm a big fan of the music that feels all, dark red, sometimes the purple sparkly music. Or the tinny blue. BITCH PLEASE OF COURSE MUSIC HAS COLORS WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR A FOOL? Hannah Montana music is bright pink and I disapprove. (Tho she does get the best of both worlds, if by both worlds you mean acting and singing like a child slave/star.)

HELLO

 IT IS LATE. I AM UP.

 

HOW DO THINGS WORK?

WHO IS NDUBS THO. I MEAN, I KNOW WHO NDUBS IS, BUT HE'S LIKE, A GROUP?

I'M JUST NOT WORKING RIGHT NOW BY MAKING THIS POST.

 LIFE IS JUST SO WEIRD AND WHAT AND HI.

NUTELLA IS BRILLIANT.

BAI

Legit thoughts of the day

Yesterday's legit thought was "Which light switch is the one to my room?" as I was standing right outside the door to my room.

Today it was "I am as hungry as a thousand monkeys."

I'm pretty sure there was another one I was going to remember, but I'm busy being a failure at life so I don't remember.

I'm in a classroom waiting for class to start. I want to be on tumblr, but we all know how dangerous that is in a public place where people are behind you. Sigh.

I have strokes of genius occasionally.

And then I have strokes of, oh god why am I allowed to be alive.

Genius here: The FBI are all Gryffindors, the CIA is Ravenclaw, Homeland Security is Slytherin, and the Secret Service is Hufflepuff. Think about it. I am so good at this. That's because it's not useful, BUT IT'S SO TRUE THOUGH.

The "oh god why am I allowed to be alive" moment of today was when I was outside, I know right, and I was holding a ladder and I looked up and saw a Peregrine Falcon and it was gliding around in a circle and my eyes teared up and I got so depressed that I will never be able to naturally do anything as well as the Peregrine can just fly over everything and not care and I was like I JUST WANT TO BE A BIRD DAMMIT. (Good news is, the ladder did not fall over and my Dad didn't fall off or anything because I am dependable.)