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Robert Zimmerman

Age: 22

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Welcome to Not Getting Run Over By A Forklift 101. For our first lesson we'll... ack! No. NO! What a terrible way to start the class!

But aren't solar-powered vampires a bit impractical?

Did you know I have somewhere around one hundred forty entires?

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If wishes were squids, then beggars would write. With the ink, you see. The ink of SO MANY SQUIDS.

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Internal Affliction
Thursday 11.11.04 8:58 am

I've gotten myself into quite a predicament. First of all, there's no point in trying to deny that I'm in love. Second, I can't act on this because not only can I not talk to Emerald, but she doesn't seem too willing to talk with me. And, well, I don't really want to list things anymore. Basically, I'm trying to be there for her... as a friend. I want to help her even though I don't even have a vague idea of how I can. But, as chance would have it, she doesn't even want to persue a friendship with me after what I did... I'd feel really guilty if something happened to her, especially if I could've prevented it somehow. Even now there are things going on that she doesn't know about that I can't do anything to prevent because of all I've done. At this rate, I'm going to drive myself crazy. I can't stand to be this far apart from her... but at least she's still around. I don't know what I'd do if she left.

Why couldn't I just keep this one thing? I threw it away before realizing it was the most important to me.

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Harmless Dreams
Sunday 3.5.05 10:59 pm

I'm kinda mad. My Art History class went into the city, and I thought it was going to be really cool because I was going to go the Haight afterwards, but no. Dr. Hunt made everyone go back into Millbrae with the rest of the class. It was Emerald, Todd, and I that really wanted to stay, if you know who we are and care. Anyway, I ended up conforming and going back to Millbrae, eating with Todd and Tom, then taking Bart back to 16th and Misson and met up with Casey and seven of her giggly friends. It was interesting to say the least. We hit Amoeba, so I'll be getting into some new listening trends as well. Since getting home about an hour ago, I've been liking Moments in Grace - Moonlight Survived (particularly Broken Promises). I also got a Lit CD, one from Keane, and I finally found the 2003 Ward 21 (reggae, if you didn't know) CD. I love them. ^.^

Oh yeah, after that, I spent about four hour shopping at every single clothing store we passed. Some of the stuff they were picking out for me wasn't bad, but it was all too expensive so I made them put it back. And, of course, at the end of the day, Casey got a big smile and pulled a few bags out from hers and everyone had pitched in to get me everything I'd declined. I feel really, really bad. Emerald's the only person I'd even consider spending that much money on... Ugh. Oh well. They'd better not be trying to get me on a guilt trip.

So I actually had a semi-eventful day, which was nice. Just a tad worried about Emerald all day since she was in the city also... even if it is pretty damn safe, a lot of stuff can happen in a San Francisco.

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Caseohol... I guess. But I'm not drunk.
Sunday 3.27.05 6:52 pm

The past few days have actually been pretty enjoyable. Casey and I have been chilling at my house, several malls, downtown SF, her house, and a few other places for their entirety. She slept over two days in a row, unfortunately forcing me to either give up my bed or share it (so I shared grudgingly), and basically used me as a fashion consultant both mornings... which is pretty retarded. I'm not one for staring at clothes and saying "good" or "bad." I eventually gave up and dressed her to shut her up.

But anyway, quite possibly the most interesting thing we did was try to go to the movies. We left my house and got to the theater, only to realize I'd forgotten my wallet and she only had enough money for a little over one ticket. We stood outside and protested the ticket prices until the manager came out and yelled at us, though, and he gave us stuff to shut us up. I don't really remember what we were doing at the time he came out, though. It was either screaming about not having enough money to feed the llama if we bought tickets or if we were just singing/making up the words to "If I Only Had a Ticket." Oh, right. He ended up giving me this weird Century poster and a free pass. I didn't realize he'd given me a free pass till we'd gone home, though. I think Casey got one also.
Uh. I don't really feel like saying anything else, though. It's cold and I'm hungry even though I ate Case's parents' cooking.

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I'm Not Existing
Tuesday. 3.22.05 9:53 pm

Nothing too interesting is going on. It's been rather rainy so I don't really want to go out and do anything but sitting around is getting kind of dull also. I'm still pretty mad at Casey since she's worse at taking hints (and blunt statements for that matter) than I am. I think she's kind of mad about the one-sided me and Emerald thing... oh well, it's not really her place to criticize me over it anyway.

Moving on, I'm helping out with a [pretty retarded] German class at Skyline for a few more days and it's been kind of annoying so far. I won't bore you with great detail, but the teacher is an asshole. I don't even know why he needed me to help with the class...

Music rocks, by the way. It's all about Oasis and The Postal Service this week. And Gravity Kills also. Thank you, Music, for preserving my sanity but I can't forgive you for reminding me of lonliness.

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Dummy's Note
Wednesday 11.3.04 8:12 pm

I just lived through about... three and a half hours of a black out. It wasn't very fun, but it wasn't that bad either. I had my trusty cell phone so I asked for my French homework to figure out my homework and then I used it for a light. It kind of sucks that you have to keep pressing a button to keep the light on, though. My phone doesn't have the "never turn off" option for the backlight. But all is well as I can now procrastinate to my heart's content.

Things are still bad. They're not going to get any better either, so I should probably stop whining about it. Just remember - if I don't say it, I just wanted to spare you the trouble of reading it over and over. Either I'm trying too hard to stay on her good side or... well, I don't know. Nevermind.

What of my life? Things have been happening too quickly for my liking. Someone else asked me to homecoming by putting a note in my locker but they neglected to put their name on it. I can't very well accept or decline at the moment, though I'd imagine they'd think my not saying anything to them is a no. Yay for careful planning. Even if it wasn't a mistake and they were just scared to their name on it, that's some serious chicken shit. Uh... yeah. Besides that, Ms. Price's "feast" was pretty dumb. I didn't get to eat too much because she had Kevin telling me to do things for nearly the entire two hour block. In the beginning, I was told to read a poem... so I did. Then Kevin told me to read another. Then I went to sit back down and he asked for another. I grumbled and cast a sorrowful look at my pie. Then I grumbled some more. And so, when I was done, I went to eat my pie. Some people played Twister and everyone refused to limbo with me so I ate. Just as I went to get a drink, Ms. Price told me to act out the Green Knight scene with Eddy since Dave wasn't there. It was pretty bad, but interesting. Eddy refused to kiss me. I was sad. Not too sad (i.e. at all), mind you, but I know Dave would have gone for it. After that was done, a few more scenes were acted out and all was good... until I was forced to read another poem. So, yeah, it was boring.

Rock climbing sucks now. I've been through the unit four times and I'm going on my fifth and every time, without fail, I've been a TA. I didn't get to climb my first two times through the unit, the third I got a bit, the fourth I nearly abandoned my TA-ship to climb, and the fifth has been rather dull and uninteresting. At least the freshmen are cool to talk to. But some continually tell me to flex... People really shouldn't bug me about that. I don't like to. I end up flexing backwards so it looks like I have no muscle every time anyway... But alas, it's a bad question. Anyway, the fun freshmen are awesome. There's Ashley, the girl who failed to lock me off when I was thirty feet above ground, Charmaine, the girl who was too afraid of heights to let go of the wall when she was thirty feet above ground, and, well, a whole bunch of other amusing people. Mr. Thompson is the only really annoying thing about my job. He sits there and reads while I do his job. That's evil - it's just like RadioShack.

Well, now that I've guaranteed that no one is going to read this, I'll end this entry.

Later, DS
~ "In the United States, anybody can be president. That's the problem."

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Hysteria
Monday 7.18.05 11:42 pm

Phew. Summer. There's way too much going on now and I'm not going to bother blogging all of it. But a couple highlights are always nice to toss out there, eh?

Probably the most interesting thing to happen so far is the loss of my old companions, my shoes. I was with a couple friends, having a bonfire on the beach, and the most unfortunate thing happened - the sole of my right shoe stuck to a rock. Now, it's kinda interesting since I didn't actually realize it until my foot got cold and felt really sandy, at which point I pulled on my shoe to readjust it and it went about halfway up my leg.
Next on the list is staying up until about two watching... Hero? My friends and I saw it in English with English subtitles and... they don't match, which we found incredibly funny because we were so tired. The dialogue we came up with for the movie was much more interesting... or at least the dialogue I came up with. But, anyway, on the way home, I spied a hubcab on the side of the road and more or less jumped out of the car to steal it. It's now hanging on my wall.
Georgio and I pulled an all-nighter watching, you guessed it, French hiphop music videos. Enough said.

Some other random things? I've been on two dates avec Jamie, somehow managed to scrape together enough money for a decent camera with $300 left over for the rest of the summer AND pay the bills - can't beat that, Kitty's still evil and likes the taste of human flesh, Emerald and I have still not spoken and I fear things will remain that way :[, I found a shirt I bought for said person a long time ago..., I finally made my rose shirt, (I love run-on sentences,) etcetera, etcetera.

Oh yeah, it's all about music and drawing in my downtime now. My writing ability slammed into a curb and obliterated itself. That's what I get for hanging on like I do, but, hey, I'm not insane yet, no matter what everyone says. It's worth it, vous putains!

Later, DS
~ Emerald Rain - No Saviour

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