  No hat + No gel + Shower in the morning without brushing hair afterwards = I HAVE CRAZY ASS HAIR. Add to that the fact that I haven't shaved in like 2 weeks and you will realize that I look pretty crazy right now. Luckily I was able to solve my hair problem by flattening it down with the hood of my sweater (oh the genius). I'm actually in a good mood today, I suppose it's because I feel much more awake than usual. Pretty cool huh? I have this song on my mind and I think the only way to get it off would be to sing every word I know(or think I know), let me see if it works: You remind me of the babe.
What babe? The babe with the power. What power? The power of voodoo. You do. Do what?
You remind me of the babe...I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry. What could I do? My baby's love had gone and made my baby blue, nobody knew! What kind of magic spell to use? Slime and snails. And puppy dog tails!
Thunder and lightning. And baby says... Dance Magic Dance! Dance Magic Dance! Dance Magic Dance! Put that magic spell on me, touch that baby make him scream! That's from Labrynth and i'm sorry for cutting it off but by that point in the movie i'm usually in tears from laughing so hard.
It is without a doubt, the craziest scene in any movie ever. Complete with David Bowie dancing around in tight ass spandex-ish pants in a sucessful attempt to show off his dong to the world. Oh my god it cracks me up just thinking about it. I can't believe it's already Thursday. Tommorow is gonna be Friday, and also Valentines Day, but after that we have Monday off (yes!). So it's gonna be a three day weekend, and we all know there's plenty of fun to be had in a three day weekend.
It should be the shiznit, my niggers. I'm not really looking forward to Valentines Day because it's just a big scam that store owners made up so we would have another reason to spend money on their products. I don't really care though, since i'm not one of those crazy political minded anarchists. The bigger problem is Jesseca is grounded so there is a 95% chance I won't even see her tommorow. In any case, i'm not sure if I should buy her something...I guess I should because it's better to be safe then sorry, but then again it's not that big of a deal. So we will see, but chances are I won't buy anything, not that it matters.
And Jesseca, if you're reading this - I Love You . Yesterday when we were at the card shop Louie brought up a good point. He told me that we could easily beat the crap out of any one of the fags in there. I had never really thought about it that way, but he's right. I looked around and saw a bunch of extreme geeks who were either skinny as shit or fat as fuck. After sizing them up I realized that none of them, with no exceptions, could stand a chance against either of us.
I was certain of this after I shook some of their hands (ya know, the post-game ritual), they shake hands like the biggest pussies ever. I want to say they do it like a girl but it's worse than that. Every one of em had really skinny fingers and thin ass hands, they were really soft and delicate, and they barely even touched my hand. I felt like I was shaking hands with my grandma. If we really wanted to we could just beat them down and steal their cards... but that's no fun. So if it ever comes down to it, we could kick allllllll their asses, and that is a reassuring thought.
Joe Millionaire was on Monday, and if you saw it you would know that they've been touting this surprising twist at the end as something spectacular and unexpected. For the uninformed, i'm not talking about him telling the girl he's isn't a millionaire, there's something else. Well I think I know what the surprise is going to be, and i'm so confident about this that I would probably bet on it. I think that after he tells the girl he's not a millionaire, and after she cries and all that, whether she says she still wants to be with him or not, the producers of the show are gonna give him a million dollars for real. That will be the twist at the end. This makes sense on so many levels...If you really think about it, the ending would be kind of dull if he just told the girl he wasn't a millionaire, but now that they give him money and make it so he really is a millionaire it will be a happy ending and it will all be good.
The only thing i'm not sure of is how much money they will give him, but I don't think it makes any difference, most likely it will be either 1 million or 50 million, but the latter would surprise me. As far as my pick for the girl, i'm pretty sure he's gonna pick Sarah, but you never know. We'll see how it pans out next Monday, the finale is gonna be awesome, and you know the ratings are gonna be through the roof. You wanna hear a joke? Business Computer Programming I. I hate this class, it is seriously a joke. It stinks like fuckin tar up in herre, supposedly because they're tarring the roof and we have a open vent coming to the room, but I personally blame it on this haggard old man that is tampering with the computer next to me.
That's to my left, now to my right we have an ugly ass neanderthal-lookin red haired kook motherfucker who is addicted to Harry Potter. Don't get me wrong, i'm a fan of the books as well (the new one comes out in June baby), but I don't spend my free time surfing the Harry Potter website and chatting in the Harry Potter themed message boards. So let's recap. I have an old geezer to my left, Readhead McUgly to my right, and it smells like King Kong took a shit in our ventilation system. Having fun yet? On top of that there is a drink next to me that is still cold, but I have no idea who it belongs to, and i'm thinkin "what the fuck, why is there a drink next to me?
" Then there's the kid who plays the same Red Hot Chili Peppers song non-stop(literally) all fucking day. He plays it so loud too, and the funny thing is the teacher has told him every day this year to get headphones but he never does, he's such an ignorant asshole. I don't even know which kid it is, or else I would have broken the speaker over his head by now. All I know is it comes from the top left portion of the classroom and it is very, very annoying. I used to like the Red Hot Chili Peppers, but now I don't think i'll ever willingly listen to them again, i'm scarred for life. I don't even understand what we're supposed to do in this class, she never really explained it to me, so whenever she's like "use the print using statement to find the variable of the read data loop", i'm like "uhhhh no.
" And if this bitch next to me puts her book on my mouse cord (effectively not letting me move my mouse) one more time i'm going to shove it up her ass. Ahhh what I wanna know is...What have I gotten myself into!?!?!? In case you haven't heard, I have turned into a Buddhist missionary. So PRAISE BUDDHA ...Nah just kiddin. But for this I kid you not: fat people sweat when they walk. I often stop and laugh at fat people's tendency to sweat on a cold day when they are walking at a slow pace.
It is quite humorous, you should check it out sometime. As for the question of "Who's up, who's down? ", I dunno. I'm leavin. [...that was definitely not a cool ending...] 
