This time I'm serious, and anyone who doubts me can suck it. (If you're not a dude.) Things are gonna be changing around here. No no, don't be afraid. Embrace this change; I know I will. I've realized, however, that this isn't about you. Shocking, I know, to see these words proudly displayed on your screen as you enter the temple. But I've finally come to realize that this ISN'T about making you laugh, or making you think I am a rad dude. I'll do that anyway, and I'm rad no matter what you think of my writing. So stop being such a hater, you ass. It's time for phase two. It's time to really turn into a blog.

There's a lot of shit I haven't said here because, well, I've been nervous about it. It's not because I don't trust you. Well, not entirely that. There are things going on in my life that I just didn't want to post because I was afraid that readers would be offended, or readers would stop reading, or readers would be unimpressed. I don't CARE what you think. This blog was set up because I want a place to express my thoughts without worrying about what people thought. This blog was set up because I need a place to vent. This blog was set up because I wanted to share my opinions.

However, this blog was not set up for me to juggle for you while riding a unicycle in a tutu. I'm not here to entertain you. I am here for me. Although it'll be a hell of a party if you stick around I think.

Tonight I realized that if I don't post everyday, it makes no difference. If I post 8 times in one day, that's cool. If I post one time in two months, that's cool. Why? Because this is me. And if you don't like me, you can get the hell out of here and find another blog.

First though, I'd like to thank those of you who have stuck around because you think I am rad or something. I do appreciate your readingness, even though that may sound as if it makes my previous points null and void.

Thank you, Danester, for building another rad page, and even more so for building it just for me. Thank you, for hosting me, for answering my lame questions about anything. You're one rad dude, dude, and I appreciate everything you've done, and do, for me.

Johnny T, thank you for always being around to brighten my mood. Your online presence, both here and there (and everywhere), really makes the web worthwhile. I kid you not, good sir, when I say that I would subscribe to the internet just to see what you're thinking up today. You rock the mic right.

But most of all, I want to thank you. I don't even know where to start for you. You rock my world to the hardest of all cores. I've been sitting here a good 15 minutes staring at this space thinking of exactly how to word this.

I haven't come up with shit.

So what do you want me to say, fucko? You are (amongst other things) a great listener, a great writer, and a great bitcher of things we all wanna bitch about but can't find the words to bitch on our own. But mostly, I appreciate the friendship you've shoved in my face while you stole my lunch money that you've given me. I appreciate how much you care about the random chaos in my life, and the advice that you give. I appreciate that you laugh with me and at me. I appreciate that you got me to blog. I appreciate that you are the raddest fuckin' person I know, flat out. Thank you for being you, whomever that may be, Jett Superior.

Now that I got that moosh out of the way, I'll tell you this once so listen good. Er, read it good. I'm posting how I want. I'm posting when I want. I'm posting WHAT I want. If you like it, that's neato. If you don't like it, then go cry to your mommy and look for a better blog. There's millions.

With that said, boobs are cool.

Sometimes, I really wonder about our technological advances.

I listened to Madonna's "Material Girl" today.

On purpose.

Well, my car broke down.
And so did my computer.
And so did my room mate's car.
We already don't have a phoneline on our house.
And my cell phone is broken.

I think someone is sabotaging us. Slowly breaking down our connections to the outside world.
Conspiracy? I think so.

Also, interesting concept. I like it.

So The Flash Van Clever had one of the BEST stories of all time. It has comedy, it has suspense, it has drama. Look for it coming soon, through the words of the Llama himself, in...

"Dirty Kitchen Knife"

Also, sorry for the lack of posts lately. My computer is currently in pieces on my bed as I fix things. I'll be back online as soon as possible, and updating more frequently again. Thanks for hanging in there, minions o'llama.

I guess what I am trying to say is, I have a problem with it being sunny while it's raining. Give me a break here, weather.

But by a show of hands here, who can honestly say they like when the sun is out while it is raining. If you say you like it, I'll smack you with the back of a twobifour. Then I'll through your cloud-hatin' ass to the curb, where you'll be covered in mud from the passing cars, and it will bake onto you from the sun. Then we'll see who's laughing.

In other news, you should know that I missed class for the first time this semester. Why? Because my car is broken. Shocked, my minions de llama? You shouldn't be. Such is my luck with cars. But at least I had to return a movie by noon, and now I owe late fees.

Life sometimes you're a bitch. But I love ya.

And which side is the backside of the 2BY4?

I guess what I am trying to say is, I have a problem with it being sunny while it's raining. Give me a break here, weather.

But by a show of hands here, who can honestly say they like when the sun is out while it is raining. If you say you like it, I'll smack you with the back of a twobifour. Then I'll through your cloud-hatin' ass to the curb, where you'll be covered in mud from the passing cars, and it will bake onto you from the sun. Then we'll see who's laughing.

In other news, you should know that I missed class for the first time this semester. Why? Because my car is broken. Shocked, my minions de llama? You shouldn't be. Such is my luck with cars. But at least I had to return a movie by noon, and now I owe late fees.

Life sometimes you're a bitch. But I love ya.

And which side is the backside of the 2BY4?