It's kind of interesting. I've been thinking of someone every night for the past few weeks. The interesting part is that I assume I find those thoughts soothing enough that I fall asleep. If you're thinking that I bore myself to sleep, I know that's not the case. At least I have an easy way to get to sleep now.

I came to the realization that I have horrible taste in women last night after I thought about it for some time. It's not that to people I start to like are ugly or stupid or ditzy or anything, but I'm two for two for finding girls with absolutely no interest in me whatsoever. Basically, I pick out the ones who are too intelligent to even begin to like me. (I'm a little hard on myself sometimes, aren't I?)

Yay! I wasted a good three hours playing, you guessed it, Neopets yesterday! That just shows how bored I've been getting for the lack of doing anything and the lack of courage to do anything about it. If you don't know what the lack of courage is, just think about the previous paragraph for a bit.

My blackberries are ripening now, so I'm going to be munching on those for a while... well, as soon as I pick them, that is.

I finished The Dragon Reborn last night, but I haven't started The Shadow Rising yet. I do think, however, that my action-packed fantasy series is starting to have a touch of romance in it but, although I expected it would surface sometime, I didn't expect it to take three books.

I've found myself thinking of doing a lot of heroic things lately and I suppose everyone does that from time to time, but I can always escape from that thought pattern by remembering that most people that are considered heroes were only doing what they were forced to do. It's sort of comforting to think of that, too, since I don't want to try to get myself killed. Maybe I'm just thinking of all this crap because of these infernal books.

If you hadn't guessed already, I'm a pseudointellectual. For one thing, using th word pseudointellectual practically screams you are one. Who else would use a word like that very often? And I'm a very slow person also. I tend to make slow decisions on everything, regardless of how simply the facts have been laid out before me. There are a lot more things that I could say, but I don't feel like demeaning myself further at the moment.

Blah, blah, blah. My thoughts are really scattered today. As far as I can tell, I really am in love. And as for as much as that is worth, I'm nothing short of crazy. It doesn't help that someone has already told me she's not interested, either. Again, I don't want to go into too much detail for fear of ruining my mood. But, on a related note, one of my friends has taken to calling his special someone "falcon". Good luck to you.

I just woke up from a rather interesting dream. I was in a classroom... somewhere, and I really didn't know many of the people that were there. I remember there were other students showing off their science projects. I saw two that looked rather shady, but I didn't really pay them much mind. I walked over to where Emerald was sitting and a few seconds after I sat down she got a frustrated look and left. Then I meandered over to where the shifty kids were and I realized they were planning on destroying this girl that I seemed to know's project, so I quickly snatched it out of the bag that they were already shredding with delight. They didn't seem to care, though. At some point around then, the teacher appeared on the other side of the room and announced she had found a comb and asked if it belonged to anyone. If you hadn't guessed that it was battle comb, you... obviously don't have the same thought pattern I do. But, anyway, as I went over to get the comb the teacher, who looks surprisingly like Ms. Ferrel, asked me if I was joking. I took it and I said, "It makes me feel special," and walked off. The girl who's science project I saved came over to me sometime after that and I handed it to her saying something to the effect of, "I tried to save it, but I'm not sure if I got it all." And, if I remember correctly, she walked off without a word. Ah, there was another part when I met a kid that had a knife that looked exactly like mine and I asked him where he got it and he shruged... Then I turned around and his brother, who looked exactly like Chris, said he liked my comb. After that, I walked over to Emerald and sat down, but this time I felt a shake on the table, which I thought I caused, and she got another pissed look and stormed off. This time I followed her and sat down next to her. She was apparently doing homework and didn't want to be disturbed. She didn't seem particularly annoyed at my sitting there, so I assumed that something else was annoying her. Suddenly, I felt a violent shake - now I'm surprised it didn't wake me up, enitrely anyway - and I hear Emerald growl, but when I turned, she wasn't there. I went to find her, even though I had no idea where she had gone and, luckly, I stumbled on to where she was in all of... five seconds. And then I heard the most pissed off voice I have in a long time, it sounded like someone who was incredibly angry who was holding back tears. I walked to see who was talking and I wasn't incredibly surprised to see it was Emerald for some reason. The guy was sitting in a chair and the teacher was in the room, so I knew I couldn't do anything too bad. That vague idea turned into my plan when I went over to help Emerald. (It may sound like it took quite a bit of time for me to jump in, but I remember everything happening very quickly.) I crouched in front of the guy (probably so I could see Emerald), a rather indifferent-looking asian guy, and asked him if he'd like a knuckle punch and said he'd get a few if he didn't quit messing around. (By this time, I had deduced that he was the cause of the violent shaking.) He said, "Sure." So I took his collar in my hand and yanked on it a bit. I wish I could have seen how my face looked because the guy started to get really scared... or at least I got that impression. Since he didn't answer, I asked again and I tightened my grip, cracking a knuckle. And then, unfortunately, I woke up... That was probably a good thing, though, since I don't like fighting at all. Oh, and I hope it's needless to say I'm probably more confused by this than all you you who read it are.

Later, DS
~ Welcome to the home of the long-winded rant, the long-winded tirade, AND the long-winded digression!

haha tahnks for the bonfire tips
if it weren't for you...i wouldve totally forgotten abut the firewood. i owe you a bunch. and i thought i was the only person who plays neopets. =P and i too have a horrible taste in guys. dude. we are soo twins. ..but not. =P
» jamie on 2004-06-27 12:40:56

yummy tortillas.
the titles to my entries and the entries themselves almost always have nothing to do with each other, so yeah. that explains...that. and! i've been meaning to ask about your yogurt remedy. do you...eat it? or slather it on your butt? yeah. *pokes you* you love somebody? OMGTHAT'SSOCAYOOOOOOT. and...and...what the fizzle is a "pseudointellectual"?
» peanutbutterjunkie on 2004-06-27 03:18:56

oh wow
» JINX!!! on 2004-06-28 02:47:12

denial about johnny depp's love
hmm, i see what you mean, good sir. i have been in that same predicament many times myself. for example, i was into johnny depp for quite some time, but then i realized he had no idea who i was. therefore, i fell into a deep depression and have now begun referring to myself as his lover. in all seriousness, though, as i have no idea who you are nor you i, i think it's safe to tell you that it happens to the best of us. and there are times when people will like you when you have no interest in them whatsoever. the best thing to do is just take advantage of them and leave them lying on the curb. HAHA! no, just kidding. the best thing to do is be a friend, of course. i myself am in the same predicament, just switched around, i.e. someone likes me and i don't have the same feelings. and to be honest, i have no idea what i'm going to do. so it's hard on both sides, buddy. i would always go for it though, unless you're extra uber shy, becuase you never know, maybe there will be a change of heart! that used to be a really bad show on tv, Change of Heart. as you can see, it is late right now so i am sort of mumbling. it's always nice to comment to someone you don't know. it makes it easier to sound strange. that's such a cool dream. yes, i read it all. i have dreams every night, and they're just generally about people i spent the day with. except we end up going on cool adventures, namely either being time warped back to the dinosaur times, or just being olympics athletes in supermarkets. more on that later. g'bye!
» johnny depp's lover (68.40.58.114) on 2004-06-29 12:11:20

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