Minty Death Factory

it is summer time now, officially. the solstice hath come and gone. i really need to blog more often. I completed Driver's Ed yesterday, and have my permit to drive. i've been working at Isabels like I blogged earlier.

we have a new puppy. his name is Sparky and he's a golden lab, with more energy than a hungarian over-unity generator. pictures will follow.
I really need to get off this island, at least for a little bit. this always happens in the summer. i get really really stir-crazy. i just need to get to Bellingham/seattle and experience a little city. but it's not gonna happen anytime soon, since work is a 7-day-a-week one-hour-a-day thing.

the weather's been on crack. one day it's sunny and balmy and everyone's merry and happy and gay, and the next day it's raining pigs and elephants, it's muggy and cloudy. what the deuce. the worst part about global warming is the rain coming down from the sky. people say "oh, it's freezing! guess that disproves that!" but instead what they are experiencing is climate change. as a blogger with a readership of two, I believe it my duty to say that.

I also believe it is my duty as a blogger to be narcissistic enough to blog more and post my Twitter page on my blog so you people can revel in my narcissism. I also might post my stories here. look for that.

what am I doing? watching independence day in the rain while actually having a pretty good day, despite in-blog indicators and the weather, etc.

ttfn.

had a crap day. but here is Pikaoctopus!

Pikachuoctopus

My dad made fresh pasta last night and I took the egg whites and made a clusterbang of a cake. It was supposed to be sponge cake, but it ended up being as thick as a Chicago pizza. When it was still warm I smeared butter on it, then squeezed half a lemon on it, then poured powdered sugar on it. It was hillbilly-licious.

In Da Pub 1

Have you ever had one of Those  days? One of the days where you wake up tired, with a sore throat and you know that you'll just get through the day, and for some reason you are running late, and desperately need caffeine? But there is no way to obtain said robot juice because you've got to get to your 40-minute commute? And you lost your wallet, containing all your spending cash for about a week, on one said commute, about a week ago? And you're

The Truth (with jokes)

Piratewench

jailed shell

Also, your usual homies on the commute are experiencing a change of routine so you're bored as hell on your ferry, but you manage to get all your homework done, which hasn't happened in a while.

Ok, writing all that in the second person was interesting. But you can't have experienced ever bit of that day, ever. It's too specific. But what the hell, y'know?

Have a nice day, America. Murder Jack Abramoff & Tom DeLay for me.

fuckin' a. I was just looking at some stuff on the site and was like: wow. It's well-designed. To look like every other social networking site. I wish someone would make a site based entirely on rounded cubes, circles, the golden ratio, whateve. It would take a fuckload of work, but it would look sweet.
I took a bunch of lovely coconuts photos today, and these two were the best. I'm having a nothing weekend, just trying to get the most out of being with my dad before I don't see him again for 3 weeks. My parents agreed that I should see the one that's not there at least once every 3 weeks. Theoretically, my dad hasn't become the weekend parent, because when my mom is off for work I'll stay with him or he'll stay with us. But my dad's work is not on lopez, ever. And my mom can usually work from home. yeah. so.
I know what you're thinking. Why does this matter? It does to me. I seriously doubt this blog will ever get famous, because I don't expose myself enough and don't whore myself enough. But I'm not sure I'd want it to be. Basically, if you get far enough down the 'long tail' of blogs, it becomes a journal that you and your friends can see. If I was applying for a high-class job though, I'd make all this jive friends-only pronto.

dad hair

decimated cake two

I haven't blogged for a long while. Since like last month. Well, to summarize, I went to school a lot, was sick for days this week, played sports, lived, and celebrated my mom's 47th. Which is the cakes part. I joined Facebook and Digg, but I don't know if I'll end up using them much. My dad is moving to Los Angeles. Which is a bummer and a half. But he has to work, and because the folks got divorced he doesn't necessarily have to live on Lopez anymore. I think I might work with him this summer loading cameras, etc. for about a month and end up paying off my debt to the parentals (730 bucks) that way. that would be hella good. The consumerism has to deal with the fact that my birthday is in less than a month and my computer is in its last throes. It's dying, you see. I want a 1,200-dollar iMac in its place. (or a 1,300-dollar MacBook if I'm extra-lucky.) I want to Play WoW on it. And new jeans.

But of course, the larger internet, most of which will never see this post, doesn't care.

which realm was it?

I suggest you ask around to find out if anyone you know plays WoW and then choose a realm. I made the mistake of not doing that, and now I'm stuck on Vek'Nilash while this girl I know plays Tanaris.

BTW: You don't have to pay $20 if you just make an alt on the other realm (WoW allows 7 charcters on any realms).

And, what part of WoW were you having trouble with? I used to play GW until my PC broke down. Is it the controls? the different mechanics? The PVP?

What are the weirdest song titles in your playlist or music collection?
I would have to say Detachable Penis by King Missile. It's a song about a guy with a detachable unit, and he loses it at a party. Eventually he finds it being sold on the street by a bum, and buys it back. Chenqui.

08 Detachable Penis

Today was the first day back at Spring Street International School (springstreet.org) after Spring break and everyone got back from their respective trips. This necessitated  a 2-hour schedule fuckup, in which we "got reacquainted" (read: we sat around, sometimes talking, eating school-provided muffins) for 45 min, then heard the 11&12's talk about the stuff they did in Asia. After which was a slideshow of our Mexico trip.

For some reason, maybe pure sadism, 2cnd and 4th periods were switched around that day. This caused major confusion, with 70 kids all wandering confused around campus. Yeah.

In 4th period Spanish, (which was in he 2cnd period timeslot, why not?) We merged the two estranged groups of Spanish 1 and Spanish 2-3. This was because we had all been to Mexico for at least 3 weeks and decided to do it for the hell of it. But I think the mixing of the 3 Spanish levels won't be so bad.

Freaking busted a hole in the knee of my favorite pants today, gonna have to patch them with something trippy. Like paisley man. That some 60's shit.

DL rampage:  wild hogs.

Oh hey: read in the stranger that Dan Savage thinks 300 is incredibly homophobic and Bush will cum in his pants when he sees it. Makes me want to see it even more mang.
 Salaam.