I hate things
Well, I figured out that I hate a lot of crap in the past few days. Here's the list:

1. Bots
2. The theme song from the O.C. (Californiaaaaaaa!)
3. Jak and Daxter (the game, if you didn't know)
4. More specifically, the 'special ending' for Jak and Daxter
5. People who say 'Not this chat, rofl!' in a chat room

Alright, seems I have the list, but I'm guessing some of you are saying "But, Josh, why do u hate all that stuff, rofl?!?". Well, that's what this blog and a big ol' chunk of my time is for, isn't it?

To start it off, I'll further indulge my hate for bots and the people who make them by explaining myself. But, first, I'd like to get one thing straight. The 'bots' that I am talking about are the ones in chat rooms and instant messages talking about their webcam, awesome bisexual sister, or some other lie. Especially when they repeat their tactic multiple times, but you can't report them because as soon as they send the message, they've already signed off. And to add to the anger I have, most of the time they screw up my conversations online by popping up over the people I was talking to. Happily, the IM ones can eb blocked pretty easily because just about all of the people I talk to on AOL in instant message format, are on my buddy list. That's definately the greatest use for the 'allow only people on my buddy list' function in AOL's built in Instant Messenger.

Progressing along smoothly, we come to the next topic. The theme song from the O.C. The song is by Phantom Planet, which I've been told is a good band, but aparently, the requirements for this song were to repeat the same phrase over and over, but insert a few random phrases in between to make it not seem like a friggin heap of crap. If that song comes up on my playlist again (I still haven't deleted it because my playlist is about 350 songs) I'm going to make three copies send one to people in a chain letter. "Delete this song, or you will be forever tortured by the crap that it is. Send this to 100 people before midnight or I will come to your house and vandalize your rose bushes" or something to that effect. Then, I would delete that copy, making my anger subside slightly, then move on to the next copy, which I would burn onto a cd and once done, I would microwave it. The third copy, I would just delete, but as for the original, oh, I can't even say what I'd do with it. That would violate way too many laws.

For the third and fourth things I hate, I will only do one explanation. They are, in fact, similar, don't you think? Well, the reason for my hatred toward Jak and Daxter itself is that it had a crappy plot, it only took me a total of 4 hours to fully beat it, and the scoutflys were the stupidest idea ever. I mean, if the people sent me out on missions to get 'power cells'....and the scout flies belonged to the person who needed the 'power cells'....and I got a 'power cell' for returning the scout flies....WHY DIDN'T THEY JUST USE THE EXTRA POWER CELLS THEY HAD? I mean, logically, if you had an object that you needed to use to do what you wanted to do...and it required using that object....and you were going to use it eventually ANYWAY...wouldn't you use it? No sense.

As for the secret ending (I realize that it turned into two explanations), I had to collect 100 of the 101 'power cells'. Just the fact that there were 101 should be enough to show that this game was stupid. I mean, for a secret ending...you should have to get ALL of the stuff. But, anyway, after getting all 100, I saw the secret ending....Oh, how I hate that game...For starters, the secret ending consisted of the characters looking at a door as it opened and saying, "I wonder what that is?" when it was really bright...which lasted...A TOTAL OF SIX SECONDS...Then, they showed the credits, that last a good 20 minutes. Literally.

I'm not even going to get into how much I hate the stupid people who say "HEy all!!", then a little bit later they come out and say the most retarded thing...ever..."Not this chat, rofl!!!". See, it wouldn't be as bad if only one person did it once in a while, with a reason to do it...but, we don't live in that world, no, we live in the world where people find that funny. I don't.

That was it, and boy, am I glad to get that off of my chest.

Jeeeaaaoooorb
Hmm, applied for some jobs. Cool, in fact, quite cool. Hope I get hired at one, but I only applied at two places. Also, it seems that I am a Maddox fan.
So, without further ado, I'll link his site to ALL the people who read this. Like you care.
The Best Page In The Universe
Well, beyond that, I have nothing to say to the massive amounts of people who read this. So...
I'll say something to the small amount of people who read this. I am awesome, so is Maddox, all else pales in comparison.

Quality Carpets At Kaplans Carpet Warehouse
Well, beyond the last entry, I really don't have too much to say...

So...

Until next time....

Always watch out for the guy in your backseat...next time, he may pull out the OFFICIAL SHOTGUN RULEBOOK and prove that you have to revoke your seat in the car to the true caller of shotgun. That is one in depth rulebook. Make sure to mind the ammendments as they are necessary.

Hmm...My theories are stale?!?
No one has said it yet...but I know that they're thinking it, and no. My theories aren't stale, they're just as fresh as the newspaper on sunday morning...or that guy who hits on old ladies...and he's really fresh.
Well, anyway, I had a friggin weird dream. First, I walked into a theatre with a shotgun..and the clerk guy was like, "you can't bring that in here", so I pulled out the rocket launcher from my bag and he didnt seem to mind the shotgun anymore. Then, I watched the movie and shot the screen a couple times, but no one said anything...why? I had a friggin ROCKET LAUNCHER. That automatically gives me screen shooting priveleges. 3.4 times the shooting privelege as a person with a normal gun. A grenade launcher even.
Well, after the movie was over...and it was awesome...I went on over to some house and set traps around to some mission impossible soundtrack or something. I set crap everywhere...even on the toilet...it was awesome, no way they were gettin outta there alive. Then, when everyone else showed up, I was done and they were like, "she didnt say she hated you...she said she wanted to bake you a cake and give you other awesome stuff, if ya know what i mean...", and I was like...."Not chocolate brownies and a custom engraved bowling ball!?".."Yes....those things...", And I was like, "NOOOOOO" when she got home...then I was hit by the traps...and somehow everyone ended up in a hottub.

Yea, my dream was awesome...had to fill in a little bit in the middle...but the beginning and end...exactly as they happened.

God Is AWESOME
I just had to devote an entire blog entry to, you know it...GOD.
God is awesome.
Can't think of anything else to describe God...just....Awesome.
If God were a sandwich....I would be like...holy crap! God's a sandwich! That sandwich is awesome!

Want donations? Fill out this application.
Okay, it has occurred to me that getting money in just about any way (aside from www.sendmeadollar.com) requires someone to fill out an application. So, with that in mind, I have made this application for anyone who wants to have me (or anyone, if you want to use it) give them money in any way, shape, or form. Feel free to use it.


Name:

Location (example: des moines, ia):

Reason for wanting money (max 5 words):

Are you a bum? (circle one): yes no

If you answered yes, what will you buy with the money, again? (max 5 words):

If you answered no, are you a bum in disguise?:

Will you buy booze with it? (circle): yes no

If you answered yes, you're a whiskey pukin boozaholic.

Finally, give me a brief description of how awesome it would be for me to give this money to you (200-400 words):



Yea, that ought to keep them from asking for money...but if they do fill it out....make sure to frame it and put a title under it saying "I gave this guy a quarter, he/she's an idiot"

If you get enough people to do it, you could even make an entire wall devoted to the morons who filled out a form to get money from you, and only got a quarter.

Postage
Hmm, I realized something quite awesome, that I apparently had realized before, as I read maddox yesterday. You can bug the people trying to get you to sign up for a credit card by sending them 'valuable coupons' in those 'business reply' envelopes they send with the credit applications. It isnt illegal because, hey, you're being sent them without consent, and who knows, you may be your own company. So, if, in fact, it is illegal to send coupons to a business, then just say you are also a business and make up a name...then sue the ppl sending you the coupons.
That'll teach them to send you their spamvertisements...
And plus, it requires no postage. So everyone wins. Except the spammers...because they got sued.

Things that are awesome
Hmm, many things are awesome....such as:
-The best page in the universe and maddox with his ability to make anybody P.O.ed
-4 am brainstorms and their utter awsomeness
-The word 'awesomeness'
-My new mp3 player
-Stupid movies we took at fort kiwanis (the love shall not be overwelmed by the hate!)
-The daily show w/ jon stewart
-L337
-My frubies...yes, frubies (don't ask)
-HSR (Sbu)
-Music in general, 'cept that gay soft rock...some is sorta kewl...but most of it's gay

Thats an awsome list I have there.
Why thank me. I'm so polite.
Why?
Because when ppl are making me P.O.ed, I don't friggin punch ben in the face.
Oh.
What?
Nothing, just sounds like I'm bein a wimp.
WTF?
O, I just never realized that I was a twelve year old prepubescent girl.

(BTW, yes, that made no sense. Me dissing on myself in double first person w/ added third person action...would that possibly take it to the level of...FOURTH person? Maybe.)
Entertaining, yes. Interesting, maybe. Funny, at 7:30 am with added effect of being awake for 30+ hours. Sensical, no.

Splendiferous
I would have posted between now and the last time i did, but my comp was crashing and stuff. So, without more crap to fill up space....

Ordered my Multimedia Jukebox and the shipping date is TBA....(to be announced). But anyway....tucker is goin away in a day or so and then he'll be bak in a week or so...then a week after that he's movin to colorado for good.....sorta sux, but he's gonna do it anyway. He doesnt seem to mind that he's leavin, but....on to the next thing

got Unreal Tournament 2004 (to be referred to hereafter as UT2004) a week ago and i'm about halfway done with it....its awesome...i cant play it right now because i have to reinstall my computer again....but i can still play the instant action mode until it crashes, which it always does. And i can build levels for now....Expert tutorials.....yea, awesome.

I'm gettin back into yoga, it helps me be all energized and relaxed at the same time, which is kewl. Need to get into shape and you know what that means!...The YMCA.

So, that seems like enough postin for today...if I get bored later, I'll post more.

Work, Shmurk....
Today, I planned to go to Robby's....but....he didnt clean his room....also, a techno song goes quite well with my strobe light and shiny blue fan.
Currently, I'm in need of a gf....so, all u ladies out there...u heard me correctly. U kno u want me....
So, a question for ya....why is a tv called a tv set if it's only one thing?....or how bout this one....what would happen if you dropped a blue hat in the red sea?
First answer to the first question....because....ummm.....there's two....antennae......
First answer to the second question.......it would get wet....and for those of you who said it would turn purple....I will share a hearty laugh with myself.....ha.....mha.....mhahahaha.....

Then, I broke out a freestyle rap.

I'm a white guy, thats what they all say,
And they're all amused with the music I play,
And the way that I dance, so what if its crazy,
I break out of my house, wearin a bathin suit, baby,
once I said I was awesome, they looked on in awe,
I called 'em prepubescent, and gave 'em a trainin bra,
Don't sound real cool, well screw you too,
If ya dont like it, i got two for you,
screw you.
Eat some anal warts, beeotch.

Well, that was fun....got a little off of the beat at the end...but the beginning wasnt too bad...

Final thought: "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind? Okay, than hows about we take an arm or two instead.....use it as...revenge currency...."