A few words
"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"
"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories — if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
―The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes
“The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
Think about it
Kill that boredom!
Binder Paper Comics
Web Comics and Such
A Distant Soil (Some nudity)
The Adventures of Gyno-Star (Some explicit stuff)
Blue Milk Special
Cigarro & Cerveja
Cyanide and Happiness
dead winter (has some explicit stuff)
Devilbear: The Grimoires of Bearalzebub (PG-13?)
Eat That Toast!
Ectopiary (Some nudity)
The Fancy Adventures of Jack Cannon
For Lack of a Better Comic
Girls with Slingshots (some explicit stuff...?)
Hark! A Vagrant
Head Doctor Productions
The Intrepid Girlbot
The Last Halloween
Last Train to Old Town
The League of Evil Genius
Legend of Bill
Living With Insanity (some nudity)
Love Me Nice
Married to the Sea
The Moon Prince
Moth (Some nudity)
The Non-Adventures of Wonderella
Political Cartoonists Index
Poorly Drawn Lines
Robbie and Bobby
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Scenes from a Multiverse
The Secret Knots
Stand Still. Stay Silent
Strong Female Protagonist
The Super Fogeys
Tales of Pylea
Three Word Phrase (some nudity)
Tiny Kitten Teeth
Toothpaste for Dinner
Trying Human (Some nudity)
Two Guys and Guy
Yellow Peril (PG-13)
Infrequently/No Longer Updating Web Comics
The Abominable Charles Christopher
The Adventures of Dr. McNinja
The Adventures of Ellie Connelly
Bag of Toast
Bear in Mind
The Book of Biff
Chain Bear (Some explicit stuff)
Daisy is Dead
Edmund Finney's Quest to Find the Meaning of Life
A Fine Example
Finn and Charlie are HITCHED
Hello with Cheese
Kyle & Atticus
Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
Letters to a Wild Boar
Lovecraft is Missing
Meat and Plastic
The Nerds of Paradise
No Reason Comics
One Swoop Fell
Pictures for Sad Children
A Redtail's Dream
Roy's Boys (PG 13?)
Run Freak Run
The Super Gay Adventures of Ross Boston
YU + ME
Pure Flash Awesomeness
Die Anstalt : Toy Psychiatry
Clients from Hell
Creatures in My Head
Damn You Auto Correct!
Jhonen Vasquez's site
Overheard in New York
Passive Aggressive Notes
Tomatoes aren't vegetables, okay Bob?
Thursday, September 7, 2006
For anyone who has ever watched Veggie Tales, that christian children's (show?) video.... thing... you know that one of the main characters is Bob the Tomato. Now, this poses a problem. Most people not in the loop of ignorance should know that tomatoes are simply NOT vegetables. So why is Bob on the show? Perhaps the creators were simply too stupid to realize the difference between vegetables and fruits (one generally tastes good, the other most people tend to hate.. etc.) or maybe it was just a bygone era where those shiny round red eatables were accepted in the vegetable community. Now in our time of enlightenment we know, tomatoes really aren't veggies at all. But I suppose we can't really replace old Bob with some new guy... (brussel sprouts! That'll make every kid hate them!) in a world like ours who wants an out of work virtual tomato? Well... the only solution seems to be to let Bob stay. And forevermore teach young children incorrect facts about the world of food.
For anybody too lazy to read big paragraphs here's a nice little video for you instead. CAUTION: SOME SWEARING... SORT OF.
*Giggle* OOOOH He's SOOO Strong!
Wednesday, September 6, 2006
Ah, weight training. Pushing yourself to exhaustion to perhaps one day turn your body of Jell-o into something beefier. And all while sweating out enough liquids to save a small third world country from dying of thirst. Though I doubt they'd want to drink sweat...
One of the fun things about being a girl in a weight training class is that they don't expect you to do as much. Therefore you can go do your little one minute exercises and use the rest of the time to stand near very capable boys with a friend, point at the straining guy lifting the weights, and say "oooh he's soooo strong! Look at how much weight he's lifiting! Ooooooh!". Sometimes you can get a good reaction. Like the guy will suddenly lift even MORE weight as to say "that's nothing! I'm even stronger than you think!" Unless he gets hurt it's somewhat entertaining to know that as a girl you are attractive even when tired, sweaty, and unkempt, to get a guy to show off for you. At least I find it entertaining. But you know there really isn't that much else to do in that class. Once you've used up all your strength.... can't really do any weight training.
Anyway, my birthday is in 14 days. Can you believe it??? And since the party will be 4 days before my actual birthday, 10 days until I get my digicam!!! (If I do in fact get it, and I hope I do). Ah what a great day that will be.
Twas the night before Monday...
Sunday, September 3, 2006
Well actually it was the afternoon but saying night makes it sound better.
I saw the most beautiful digicam... at TARGET of all places. I usually think of Target as just another one of your average department stores, filled with screaming little kids, old people, and copied fashions.
Well anyway... it was red, which I personally don't like, but the camera itself was great. It had everything I wanted.And the best part is, it's about $200 less than the other one I wanted. Great eh? Now, if only it comes in black...
Sadly, I did not get this lovely piece of technology. Instead, I jotted down some notes about it in my mom's Palm and went off to look at some Halloween costumes in a nearby Party City. And they didn't even HAVE any costumes. It was just some clearance stuff from last year. The good stuff that makes your little siblings/relatives scream in terror was hidden away in a mass of boxes that had yet to be unpacked. Tragic, I know.
I have decided that rock climbing is the way to go for my birthday. Though expensive, it should be a rewarding experience. Losing calories is always a plus, especially so since birthday food tends to be very fattening. But besides that, it's fun to race up and then pretend to fall off (goodbye world!), after which you plummet down at the breathtaking speed of 1 mph. It might even be 1/2 mph, who knows?
Too bad it's a rather costly activity.
Birthday (w00t or shoot?)
Friday, September 1, 2006
Weeeeeeellll my birthday's on the 20th. I'm going to be 15....
Most teenagers would probably ecstatic about their birthday (unless of course, they got used underwear or something else horrible as presents). I, personally, do not find the concept of getting older something that should be celebrated (I'm only in it for the LOOT!). Another year, another cycle of emotions...
Right then. Onwards with the post writing!
All I seem to want this year are giftcards... okay not actually giftcards, but if I tell my friends to get me specific things, chances are that I will get at least one duplicate present. And nobody wants that.
On my other site I was trying not to sound greedy or expectant about birthday gifts, but it's harder than I thought it would be. I wanted to say something like
"well this is what I'm willing to accept this year: .... stuff, etc."
but that sounds.... bad. So I said something more like
"I know this may be kind of like, greedy or expectant or something, but in the past people have had some trouble getting me birthday presents (the parakeet stuff was great... except that I'm not a parakeet, but thank you so much to everybody who got me parakeet toys) so I thought that this year I'd just post a list of gifts that I'd really appreciate (I mean, if you got me something I would absolutely hate, i.e. a skirt, I would say thank you very much, I love it, but later I'd regift it.)
Don't get me wrong, you don't have to get me anything. It's really the thought that counts (I know I say I'm only in it for the loot but you gotta understand, I'm only kidding).
Barnes & Noble Giftcards (I get these every year anyway, but it doesn't hurt to list it)
Music giftcards (like for Wherehouse.com or Tower Records etc.)
And... my, what a short list that was. Well those are just suggestions anyway.
The real idea of a birthday party is that you have a good time with friends and a memorable experience to cherish and blah blah blah you get the point. Anyway, hope it turns out well."
And actually that probably wasn't much better. Oh well.
Friends can be lame, but ya gotta love 'em
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
I realize I do a lot of browsing. And deleting... but that's something we won't go into today. I found an old AIM conversation I saved... my friend tried to trick me... but my observational skills are too good.
Ex-Friend: hey sexy!
randomjunk: uh.... who are you?
Ex-Friend: its michael
Ex-Friend: remember from middle school?
Ex-Friend: i used to have a crush on u
Ex-Friend: ur pretty hot
Ex-Friend: wanna go out sometime?
Ex-Friend: aww.. y not?
Ex-Friend: dont u think im hot?
randomjunk: i don't know which Michael you are!
Ex-Friend: michael z-
Ex-Friend: u know.. im in ur pe class..
Ex-Friend: i saw u staring at me today
randomjunk: i wasn't staring at you
Ex-Friend: mhm.. sure.. tahts y u were talking to ur frends and then looking at me..
Ex-Friend: lol its cool if u like me
Ex-Friend: i like u too
randomjunk: can i ask a question then?
Ex-Friend: sure honey
randomjunk: this is not a funny prank
randomjunk: so why are you doing it?
Ex-Friend: cuz i REALLY like u
randomjunk: don't think so
randomjunk: if this is really Michael
randomjunk: what did you say to me when i was walking behind you and your friends during STAR test week?
randomjunk: you don't know
Ex-Friend: but ur so hot!
Ex-Friend: psshhh of course i kbnow
randomjunk: then what did you say?
Ex-Friend: was that when u were eating taht lollipop that u hated?
randomjunk: i'm not going to fall for it
randomjunk: if you can't answer a simple question like that
Ex-Friend: cuz thats a stupid question.. im not THAT obsessed over u that i remember EVERYTHING i say to u
randomjunk: that was the only thing that "you" have ever said to me!
Ex-Friend: i say alot of stuff to u.. i was watching u swim today... ur pretty good
randomjunk: i wasn't swimming today
Ex-Friend: i didnt say today.. last week
Ex-Friend: this whole week... uve been like sitting on the side
Ex-Friend: but u still looked hot
randomjunk: fine. another question
Ex-Friend: go ahead sweetheart
randomjunk: what color shirt did "you" wear today?
randomjunk: stop calling me weird names
Ex-Friend: woah! u notice my shirt color?
randomjunk: well what was it then?
Ex-Friend: i ono... lemme go check the washer
Ex-Friend: well its on right now.. im gonna have to say.. uhhh white
randomjunk: and your eye color is
Ex-Friend: wow! ur like OBSESSED with me
randomjunk: not really
Ex-Friend: damn girl... u hella pay attention to my clothes and now my eyes
randomjunk: okay Nikkita
randomjunk: what kind of guy has "PrettyRRoses" for an sn?
Ex-Friend: im using a frend's sn
randomjunk: yeah right
Ex-Friend: patricia chen
Ex-Friend: im over at her house cuz we are working on a project together
randomjunk: sure you are
Ex-Friend: aww r u gettin jealous
Ex-Friend: dont worry.. ur the only one i like
randomjunk: this is just SO ridiculous
randomjunk: so, "Michael", how did you find my sn?
Ex-Friend: on ur xanga
randomjunk: and you have a Xanga?
Ex-Friend: i dont believe in all that blogging crap...
Ex-Friend: no offense
randomjunk: you ARE a liar!
Ex-Friend: ok so i have one..but i dont use it
Ex-Friend: so i didnt bother mentioning it to u
randomjunk: you don't have a Xanga
Ex-Friend: i used to
randomjunk: no you didn't
Ex-Friend: dude.. how would u know
randomjunk: i just searched to see if you were lying
Ex-Friend: i made one like a LOONG time ago and i didnt use it and now i dont naymore
randomjunk: it would still show up
Ex-Friend: not if i deleted it
randomjunk: yes it would
randomjunk: do you know ANYTHING about Xanga?
Ex-Friend: uhhhh duh!
Ex-Friend: type in whitegangsta into the search thing and if u see my xanga.. it has my pic on it... then u win
Ex-Friend: but since i deleted it.. its not gonna show up
randomjunk: take the time to consider
randomjunk: when someone deletes a Xanga it still shows up
randomjunk: but when you click on the link
Ex-Friend: it doesnt show up
randomjunk: it says "this user has deleted their account"
Ex-Friend: atleast not mine
randomjunk: a username can never be used twice
Ex-Friend: watever... its lame talking bout this crap... lets talk bout.. US
Ex-Friend: omg! do u already have a bf?!
Ex-Friend: do u?@
randomjunk: but leave me alone
Ex-Friend: thank gosh u dont!
randomjunk: I SAID
randomjunk: leave me alone!
PrettyRRoses signed off at 5:28:58 PM.
PrettyRRoses signed on at 5:29:18 PM.
Ex-Friend: im back! i missed u..
Ex-Friend: y are u so amd at me?
Ex-Friend: so ur just gonna ignore me?
Ex-Friend: come on! u know u wanna tlak to me
randomjunk: no i don't
randomjunk: oh come on
randomjunk: why don't you just sign in under your OWN sn?
Ex-Friend: cuz... shes talking to her frends while im tlaking to u
randomjunk: that makes no sense
Ex-Friend: yeah it does
Ex-Friend: her frends are iming her and if i sign off her frends..wouldnt be able to talk to her
randomjunk: okay fine
randomjunk: who do you hang out with?
Ex-Friend: my frends
randomjunk: who would be....
randomjunk: the friends you hang out with?
randomjunk: at lunch
randomjunk: and brunch?
Ex-Friend: u no what... if u dont believe me... then fiine... i'll just go out with some other chick
PrettyRRoses signed off at 5:46:17 PM.
"Okay, don't look... don't look"
Monday, August 28, 2006
"The sky is blue." "Oh yeah?? Yo mama is blue!" "..... What?"
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Freshies, Sophs... Frosh?
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Well school so far has (obviously) been a drag. And I would say that even if I did like it, because I happen to be a stubborn person and I don't voice opinion changes very often.
There are a LOT of freshies around campus now. It's like the school has a whole new pest problem... except they're people. A big bunch of freshies invaded me and my friends' spot... We managed to push them out but it was kind of weird.... one of the freshies was line dancing....
Anyway, I had my first project assigned today. Apparently everyone else with Tiederman in other periods learned about it days ago. Even though school only started on Monday... but yeah. So it's due tomorrow. I did an okay job, used some colored pencils (I don't know why but that always makes it look better even if I've completely ruined it), and then realized just how awful it really was (this happens a lot). Thankfully I was able to overcome my perfectionist tendencies and the project, which happens to be one of those lame "let's get to know you" type things, was safely transported to my backpack.
I'm still kind of sad I didn't get Advanced Foods. Getting rid of a class like that is like Tofurkey; it's just wrong. I haven't tested my potential yet! Now how will I know if I can excel in a culinary career?! THEY'RE CUTTING THE PATH TO MY DEMISE!!!!
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