Saturday, August 03, 2002
it's your money.. it is really bad though.
i am hungry but i can't find anyone to go out to eat with .
i have a sudden urge to go see the movie signs.
don't go and see the movie "signs"
videos=done.
tomorrow night=best souled out ever.
just finished editing my share of the videos.
Friday, August 02, 2002
oh look, they're here.
here to retreive her boyfriend.
virtual playground today
lots of fun
i will soon b in photodocumentations..
...and if i stay with you,
honky-tonk angel,
i think i might break down and cry...
::gasp:: oh thank god, it's done.
i'd like to say that scripting is the easy part, and now all we need to do is just do some simple animation and editing, but i can't. it only gets worse from here on.
sigh.
jon es un gran hombre sin dinero. yo quiero dinero para mi amigo jon.
all that she wants is another baby. she's gone tomorrow.
chuck's music is bad.
the beach was pretty cool tonight. i might go on a boat tomorrow, but i probably won't have a ride. that's how it always is nowdays. no friggin ride anywhere. gah, this visa thing is going to be difficult.
well, seeing as how lisa thought it would be "funny" to leave us for a week... i decided to post this
embarrassing picture of her on here. haha...kiss that dog!
havent been to denny's yet
was with josh today and his wife.. went shopping (for the first time in forever at the dickies outlet.)
shared compromisingly (is that a word) at the messupanic conf..
ate chicago pizza..new york has better pizza
Thursday, August 01, 2002
you know, three cheese macaroni and cheese is real good. and i wish i had some right now. yes, yes.
ok, so i've applied, given out some references, they got my application, and now i'm looking in to getting a visa. it says to apply for the visa three to five months in advance, and i'm doing it like 28 days (or less, i think i have to get accepted first). but heather said something about calling the danish embassy and explaining that i need it fast. the regular service is $45, so an increased service could be steep. but God will provide. the fundraiser concert is coming along. just gotta be sure i'm going before we can confirm it. so it's gonna happen. chuck is looking up boba fett dolls on the internet. what a dork.
especially at denny's...
which they DON'T HAVE IN ISRAEL!
ha.
in orlando
america is different there are so many fast food places
CARNAL
and the food is just food .
no GOOD FOOD
wait, august!? no no, that can't be right. take it back, no. i swear, it's like june or something. STINK!
well, upon a second viewing, Moulin Rouge is actually pretty cool, and that song is good. i can't believe i said that. ah well, come on denmark.
ugh. i think i'm teeming with plague juice.
Wednesday, July 31, 2002
yeah, i know. what the heck.
i just spent a little while desiging a new template for my website. cause i figure it'd be cool if i'm leaving and all. well, i'll upload within a few days. hmm, tired, should go home. bye.
what the heck did we drive out there for anyway? and where's my love affair?
"picture me rollin..."
Tuesday, July 30, 2002
nice shot a-hole. way to miss.
i want one billion gazillion jillion....yen.
i need six thousand dollars.
well this up coming semester should suck. 2 night classes and 2 classes i hate. yay.
yeah, but not those.
we needed some pics
so, God's definitely taking me to Denmark. i have four weeks left with this crazy place called Chicago. hmm, is there enough time for a real tragic love affair?
Verse of the week:
"The father loves me because I lay down my life that I may have it back again." John 10:17NLT
oh yeah...my dad. what the heck.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
why me? whatever. it is finished.
can life get better?
i submit that it CAN NOT.
Monday, July 29, 2002
dude...sorry. going out tonight. call you latertonight. someone call jon and tell him that we're busy right now. we're not the jerks we seem to be. we're just lazy.
someone come entertain me! i'm noticing the friends i thought were friends are friends when i'm around.
the power is out at my house. i can't listen to music, play music, call anyone, have anyone to call. pooh on summer. pooh on you. someone come to my house and entertain me. i am at the library, but i will ride my bike back soon. not that anyone cares, just shove it.
the friends you think you have really don't care. they'd rather spend time with other people. they're always thinking about it. they're never really thinking about hanging out with you.
i really wish i could have a tragic love affair...
police got hold of my plan for amsterdam they cancelled the flight. i got to the airport early and stayed for 11 hours.. i was on flights/airports for 31hours! fun
thanx for the pic chuck.
i don't like the states.
tampa is to plain
my pants are wet...i went for a walk too. pretty emo if you ask me. give ryan the computer, jon. what did he ever do to you?
a friend once told me that walking at one am by yourself in the rain is emo. so i wanted to find out if i could be emo. i don't feel any more emo. i just feel wet.
apparently a lot of people visit this page. i'm talking a bunch of radom people. brock kendzora's been in friggin new zealand for nearly two years, and he tells me it's on his favorites. that's brock kendzora at
kendzora.com. then there's those college guys, jake and mike and whatnot. those guys go here sometimes. hmm, then there's ryan's random girlfriends. oh, and the occasional israeli. so my point:
no one signs the friggin guestbook! do it now. i dare you. we've all posted enough in the past six hours, so do it now. dang, i wish i had some really tragic love affair.
boy, those raccoons really don't put up much of a fuss about dying, do they?
Sunday, July 28, 2002
"you're dead to me, can opener!"
no drivers. no cd. pooh on summer.
"i wish i would have a real tragic love affair and get so bummed out that i'd just quit my job and become a bum for a few years, because i was thinking about doing that anyway."
songs for summer- revised. we're looking for a fire-wire card. then i guess i have to run all the songs into that computer. whatever, this is dumb. blogging's dumb. summer's dumb now too. and i don't think i'm in either. how does bob get such a nice kitchen?
a buh?
"ike a sinner before the gates of heaven i come crawling home back to you"..vroooom
everything is coming up milhouse.
