Sunday, January 11, 2009

The Refurb

Well, I've decided. This blog, previously for use only for camaro related topics, is now branching out into, well, whatever I feel like. Which is why I changed the head(Giggity)er from car stuff to an altered picture of me. I think it really says a lot about me, that pic. It's like staring through a window into my soul, glimpsing the whirling chaos in the deepest recesses of my convoluted mind. Or it could just be a funny looking picture. I haven't decided. 

I feel that I'm going to start really blogging again, for the first time in about a year. Sure, there have been other posts, but none very long or interesting. You can pretty much disregard them. In fact, re-reading all my previous posts, you can pretty much just disregard everything done before this post. Everything. Not just things in this blog, but absolutely EVERYTHING. That job? Disregard it. Spouse and kids? Disregard 'em. Fatal allergies? Disregard. But not kitties. I like kitties. And FEAR.

So I suppose I should talk about what has gone on in my life since my last post, then. Problem is, I really don't want to take the time. So what I'm going to do is this: type everything as fast as I can, without worrying about punctuation, spelling, or even spacing. Ready... Set...

ok so now im in 12 grade thats a senior and it really is going alot faster than 11 grade everyone said that it would and i didnt belidve them but i guess i should have cause it is so anyway im liking some of my classes and hating a bunch of others ap us gov is pretty good and so is raqet sports which suprised me because I usually dont like sports but i think tht ever sicne i started that class ive felt alot better and gotten better sleep so i guess that exercising more is wat i needed so anyway i really hate my care and preveetionof athletic inuries and the teacher of that class mr supple really hates me but he has a really funny name that makes me think of boobs so thats all good really it isnt that hard to make teenage boys think of boobs haha so anyway my mom got married in hawaii which was wierd and shes alos pregnant which is even wierder and shes got married to dana a marine and were buds and stuff we played risk alot god i love that game and i guess this is what u would call stream of consiousness isnt it im thinking it than typingit without any real filter or anything so i guess that last time i said anything seth and sasha lived in dads basement well they dont anymore and now dad and jess are engaged i guess so thats intreresting too and i started going on twitter which is like im and facebook updates combind holy hell ive typed alot this way we just got a new coffee tabel well really its a big trunk that ive decided to name jimmy hoffa after the missing mobster maybe hes in the trunk get it i bet that would make a good stroy a family has a big trunk in their house that they use as a table but they cant find the key so they dont know whats in it and its been in their family a long time and then they open it and its something cool like a body or treasre or the arc of teh covenent or somthing maybe ill write that book someday could be good but would prabably suck so i think im pretty much done with this bit oh i also have a tv in my room now which is cool k done.

Whew... that was intense. I barely know what the fuck I said. I hope I didn't say anything too personal... you never know who could be reading this...

Ah... nothing like some good serial killer humor.