Having a Bad Spelll
Today as I was leaving dinner, an employee said, "Have a nice day!" and my first thought was "why don't you make me, you son of a bitch!" But instead, I said, "you too," and promptly left. I don't know why my first thought is something mean and angry, but it is, and I'm not sure if it's funny that I think of these things, or sad. I went from wide awake and energetic at dinner to super tired. It was a wasted day I guess. I went to my classes and paid attention for the entire duration, minus the drawings of women, er...objects. I read articles from 3 to 6 or so and some were really quite interesting. One was http://theinternetcollege.com and it was about statistics and singles and stories about tactics and special forces. Well, there weren't any special forces, but it was interesting. One story went like this:
Since I had to be at work at 8:00, I went to the health club every weekday morning at 6:30. Well, this one morning when I got there, I found that they were tearing up the men's shower room because of a leak, so, with the help of some curtains, the women's locker room was made "coed" until they got it fixed. I never was very awake at that time, and I guess hadn't noticed this woman who worked out every morning at the same time, but I guess she had noticed me.
When I finished my workout, I grabbed my towel and rather hesitantly went into the women's locker room. The place seemed empty, but I heard a shower running. They had things sort of divided up with curtains. I undressed, wrapped the towel around me and headed toward the showers. Then this woman looked over the shower door — they had individual shower stalls with doors in the women's side — and looked around and saw the place was empty.
She then said, "The water's already hot in this one." I hesitated for a moment, but she opened the door for me. When I got inside, she handed me the soap and said, "How about doing my back." So I washed her back, and began to go for the whole monty. But when I tried this, she reached for her pepper spray she kept in her ass and got me good. Then she stabbed me with a big knife (in the heart).
Okay, maybe I made up the last two sentences to ruin the classy ending, but how could you tell? The story was pointing out that health clubs and spas were a good place to meet people. It's quite neat how easy it is to go from one link to the next without stopping. Anyways, I had nothing better to do and I once again couldn't even listen to music because Josh decides to sleep from 1pm-6pm, and like I said before, my headphones are nowhere to be found. I've yet to look inside my speakers and monitor, but I think everywhere else has been covered. Anyway, not 3 minutes after I got sick of reading and left to go talk in Nick's room, Josh wakes up and leaves without saying a word. He was just waiting for me to leave, squeezing out every last bit of fun I could have had listening to music, before deciding to get up. I know his plans. I bet he was like, "Oh it is evil, It is SO evil, It is a bad BAD plan,...that will hurt many people...that are GOOD. I think it is great, because it is so bad!" just like Betty. And I read a bunch of interesting blog stories. One guy was ranting about how he was hanging out with his band D7 and saying how it was from before D12 so it wasn't stolen. Does anyone know what D7 means? It better not just be something stupid like Dynasty 7, because that would just be dumb, and I don't know why anyone would think that was great. I was also made happy b/c same said blogger(ruvym.blogspot) was talking about playing Magic, and if there was ever a word that made me happy, it is magic. Is there really anything more magical than magic? I think not. Magic is magical, and that is why it is so great. Magicians are great (if they are good), and they don't even do real magic. What I don't understand is why comic book creators like Marvel and such didn't use the magic word to explain superhero powers. They would always say Spiderman, the Hulk, and Wolverine developed their special power through an extraordinary means that was explainable. I mean, wouldn't it be much cooler if Wolverine had "magical" claws of destructiony mahem, as opposed to a scientifically engineered material imposed in his skeletal structure? Or what if they explained Spiderman's ability to climb up walls and shoot near unlimited amounts of crazy silly string, that is both strong enough to stop a train, stretchy enough to launch himself like a sling shot, aerodynamic enough that it flies straight as hell, and light enough that he can carry superflous amounts of it with him, by saying it was magic. I don't know when this word became so unpopular, so uncool, but I'm here to reinstate it into the world of the cool. Because that's what I do. I lead the way for cool. Which is why I play Magic and Halo2 when I have time, because those things are not nerdy at all. Magic is what everything should be based on and the explanation for how everything runs. I want a magic-powered television and a magic-powered car--none of that gasoline/electric/solar/wind explanatory garble. So put down that science textbook and pick up a magic wand, because Harry Potter is a wonderful, magical guy.
Since I had to be at work at 8:00, I went to the health club every weekday morning at 6:30. Well, this one morning when I got there, I found that they were tearing up the men's shower room because of a leak, so, with the help of some curtains, the women's locker room was made "coed" until they got it fixed. I never was very awake at that time, and I guess hadn't noticed this woman who worked out every morning at the same time, but I guess she had noticed me.
When I finished my workout, I grabbed my towel and rather hesitantly went into the women's locker room. The place seemed empty, but I heard a shower running. They had things sort of divided up with curtains. I undressed, wrapped the towel around me and headed toward the showers. Then this woman looked over the shower door — they had individual shower stalls with doors in the women's side — and looked around and saw the place was empty.
She then said, "The water's already hot in this one." I hesitated for a moment, but she opened the door for me. When I got inside, she handed me the soap and said, "How about doing my back." So I washed her back, and began to go for the whole monty. But when I tried this, she reached for her pepper spray she kept in her ass and got me good. Then she stabbed me with a big knife (in the heart).
Okay, maybe I made up the last two sentences to ruin the classy ending, but how could you tell? The story was pointing out that health clubs and spas were a good place to meet people. It's quite neat how easy it is to go from one link to the next without stopping. Anyways, I had nothing better to do and I once again couldn't even listen to music because Josh decides to sleep from 1pm-6pm, and like I said before, my headphones are nowhere to be found. I've yet to look inside my speakers and monitor, but I think everywhere else has been covered. Anyway, not 3 minutes after I got sick of reading and left to go talk in Nick's room, Josh wakes up and leaves without saying a word. He was just waiting for me to leave, squeezing out every last bit of fun I could have had listening to music, before deciding to get up. I know his plans. I bet he was like, "Oh it is evil, It is SO evil, It is a bad BAD plan,...that will hurt many people...that are GOOD. I think it is great, because it is so bad!" just like Betty. And I read a bunch of interesting blog stories. One guy was ranting about how he was hanging out with his band D7 and saying how it was from before D12 so it wasn't stolen. Does anyone know what D7 means? It better not just be something stupid like Dynasty 7, because that would just be dumb, and I don't know why anyone would think that was great. I was also made happy b/c same said blogger(ruvym.blogspot) was talking about playing Magic, and if there was ever a word that made me happy, it is magic. Is there really anything more magical than magic? I think not. Magic is magical, and that is why it is so great. Magicians are great (if they are good), and they don't even do real magic. What I don't understand is why comic book creators like Marvel and such didn't use the magic word to explain superhero powers. They would always say Spiderman, the Hulk, and Wolverine developed their special power through an extraordinary means that was explainable. I mean, wouldn't it be much cooler if Wolverine had "magical" claws of destructiony mahem, as opposed to a scientifically engineered material imposed in his skeletal structure? Or what if they explained Spiderman's ability to climb up walls and shoot near unlimited amounts of crazy silly string, that is both strong enough to stop a train, stretchy enough to launch himself like a sling shot, aerodynamic enough that it flies straight as hell, and light enough that he can carry superflous amounts of it with him, by saying it was magic. I don't know when this word became so unpopular, so uncool, but I'm here to reinstate it into the world of the cool. Because that's what I do. I lead the way for cool. Which is why I play Magic and Halo2 when I have time, because those things are not nerdy at all. Magic is what everything should be based on and the explanation for how everything runs. I want a magic-powered television and a magic-powered car--none of that gasoline/electric/solar/wind explanatory garble. So put down that science textbook and pick up a magic wand, because Harry Potter is a wonderful, magical guy.
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