The Swizel Stick Of Power

This blue swizel stick thing is great. I'm always chewing on pencils, so this works out well as a substitute. One end has been sharpened, so it makes a great tooth pick. Wondering if I should give it a name ... Swizzy?

I'll have Tim Tams soon. The office is open today but they're out for lunch right now. They'll be back in about an hour. Pondering sitting outside the door till they get back ... But decided to just chew some altoids and wait. Then I saw I only had three altoids left, must make sure they last.

Ate pie for breakfast. Considering some more pie and turkey for lunch. Then, later, for dinner, hopefully I'll have some more pie. Pie is good! Me like pie!



Still a virgin

Ancalagon Disagrees

Ancalagon belives that Red is the proper name for the Swizzle stick. Stupid Ancalagon.



Still a virgin

One Word ... WOW!!!

Tim Tams have to be the most awesomest thing ever invented. But don't take my word for it, hear from my roomate.

"I think I just had an orgasm but my nuts aren't wet"



I also did the Tim Tam Suck. You bite off two opposite corners, stick one end in chocolate milk, coffee, or something else, and then you suck. Wow. There just isn't any other way to describe it.



Still a virgin ... but with tim tams ... this hardly seems important

Roomate Goes Insane

So I'm sitting on the computer, listening to music and chatting. Roomate comes home. Goes into his bedroom. Comes out with something purple and porcelain. Stands about 10 feet from the front door and hurls it as hard as he could. It shatters. Still haven’t figured out what’s wrong with him. I heard him say “I hate Antonio.” Antonio (if it’s the same one) was our previous roomate.

In other news. I watched Boondock Saints. Very cool. I enjoyed it.

According to azurelunatic it rained today. Maybe I should go outside more ...

Have been listening to Gollum’s Song, it’s rather touching I think.

Where once was light, now darkness falls.
Where once was love, love is no more.
Don't say goodbye.
Don't say I didn't try.

These tears we cry, are falling rain
For all the lies you told us, the hurt, the blame.
And we will wait, to be so alone.
We are lost, We can never go home.

So in the end, I'll be what I will be,
No loyal friend, was ever there for me.
Now we say goodbye, we say you didn't try.

These tears you cry, have come too late.
Take back the lies, the hurt, the blame.
And you will wake when you face the end alone.
You are lost, you can never go home.

You are lost, you can never go home

It's bed time. Need to be up at around 7:30 for a meeting with my Senior Project team and then I work from noon to 5.



Still a virgin … le sigh