Junk Food Fix 9:20 PM

I ate Doritos today. It's been a long time since I've regularly had junk food. It used to be so common in Mexico. But back then my face was riddled with pimples and blackheads. I like to believe I look better now. As I am writing this I am still in a state of shock. I was humming music to myself while doing the dishes, when suddenly I was hit with the strange premonition to look beside myself. I then came face-to-face with Auntie Claire, who had something that looked like a tight (however that's spelled) over her face. I think I will be traumatized for a week.

Xpressive 10:38 PM

I realized how this blog has become a means for me to express what I feel. And then complete strangers read this. Maybe I feel safe behind my computer screen. But whatever. Others have pointed out that I don't sound like a happy blogger. Maybe I should blog about happy things. And bore you to death. But you must realize: I blog mostly to myself (web+LOG=blog i.e. that is, my log). And I usually don't blog my entire day, meaning I'm not ALWAYS in a bummer, since my posts usually only reflect the mood I was in at the time I posted.

The Great :: EDIT :: 7:37 PM

Well, I've been working on proofreading and correcting slight errors in my previous posts. I've also changed this site around a bit. I shall call it "the capital C v2.0". I'll put up some screen-shots of how it looks, in case I decide to change it later. Notice that the links section is conviniently intergrated with the sidebar. That is due to the fact that one morning I visted my blog and noticed these "Google News" and two "Edit-Me" links. Using that, I was able to organize the links properly. I feel good about myself today. Maybe because my room is now in proper order. Or maybe because of all the webcam smiles I caught today while chatting with Bri. Either one. What's this? I'm too concerned about details? Me? Never!

Rhyme Tyme 10:08 PM

This will be the first "poem " on my blog. A little something that ran through my head and gave me a migrane. Here it is.

Walk into my life,
walk out if you will.
You know there's a place,
full of empty space,
that you'll never fill.

Empty Space 10:08 PM

Walk into my life
Walk out if you will
You know there's a place
Full of empty space
That you'll never fill

The Vacuum 10:07 PM

I feel like a giant hole (take that however you want). I feel empty and useless. Marianne has visited and will leave tomorrow. Just when I started getting used to being around people my age. Then it ends. I think I really dislike it when that happens. All this disorganization, konfusion, and weird internal happenings will teach me something. I just have to sit tight and wait for an answer to hit my on the head. Like the hand of my little brother when he slaps me in my sleep (oh, for the days when I had my bed to myself). My schedule has been thrown off. My room is a mess (considering I sleep in one room and keep my junk i.e., personal things in another). I feel so unlike myself. Ugh.

Happy Family Birthday! 10:03 PM

This is wishing you all a Happy Family Birthday (ok, so I'm late)!! We had a simple little party here, dressed up like hippies and yelled "Revolution! For Jesus!", a lot. It was niCe.



Radical Revolutionary Roots!!



The Revolution Lives On!!!!

Plan of Attack Blogs 9:19 PM

Yes. There's some pretty swell dialogue coming your way from the Plan of Attack website. I'll add a link to it. If you're done here, then I suggest you check it out.

Feel The Love 10:47 PM

*sigh* Just two days ago it was raining. I could see the pavement. Now I stare at a 40+ cm blanket of snow. I have staring problems. I look at things and take ages to sum them up. I'm feeling emotional now...Ahh, to behold the breathtaking beauty of God's creation...Then the wonderful feeling you get when you breathe again, after 3 minutes of holding your breath and turning blue (I hide my emotion behind a mask of humor. It always works.). I am tempted to start philosophizing. Well, Valentine's Day is coming up. I hope all of you out there have a wonderful time celebrating love with your bf/gf, husband/wife, mate, whatever close relationship. Or, if you're like me, a niCe day of celebrating FRIENDSHIP. I smirk now that I'm thinking of the time when I thought that when I was 16 on Valentines Day I would have a girlfriend and be happy. But then, I also thought at that time that I would be able to jump 5 feet in the air and lift VERY HEAVY weights and own my own flying car and save the world while running around in a skin-tight suit by the time I was 16. No matter. I love you all. ALL my good friends. Just them. Or maybe you too. I love you. Doesn't mean I have to like you.

HAPPY VALENTINES!!!

Peace.

Random 6:46 PM

Yes. I have observed the random way some people blog. It is worthy of a post. Because it's bad for your brain (if you're a logical smart person that is). I need to call my aunt. Then I have to make sure that the headbanging 12+ pound screaming ball of chubby brown fat doesn't fall of his high chair. I love popcorn. Don't you? No you don't. That's because you're an ascetic. EEK! THE ROOF IS ON FIRE!! Phhbbtt! Don't I have such a cute grin?

Will You Be Mine? 3:05 PM

I have a Valentines Day present for you. All of you. I have 50 Gmail invites. Ask me for one at lynk@capitalc.tk I have realized I've been flooding this place with post after post. Been making up for days that I haven't posted regularly. I love typing.

Happy 11th Birthday Marie Claire! 7:26 PM

I know it's two days late. I just want to dedicate a post on my blog to my little sis Claire. Sooo...

HappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappy



Happy Birthday



HappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappyHappy



I will now stop flooding.

Abstract Art 7:16 PM

Look! It's a Pinoccho wannabe!

It all started when Marianne smeared mashed potatoes on my face and called it abstract art. Later, on Marie Claire's birthday, we smeared ice cream on each other's face. Hence the pic...I look like a foo. I'd post some of my art on Marianne's face, but she'd...do something bad.

niCe

I'll Go Crazy If I Have To Think Up More Titles! 4:49 PM

I say what I must. There is no decent way to organize my thots so that I can blog in an orderly fashion. I'm considering writing down events in a notepad right after they happen so that I can then transcribe them to my blog when I get on the internet. I'm so intelligent. I know I have scads of funny things to say. But they are so many that I forget. An old, good friend that I knew since Mexico has come to pay me a visit. It was awesome to see Marianne again. It's always niCe to have a captive audience to act in front of. Marianne's little sis Isabelle has a hard time eating salads, since she stuck her tongue on something metal during winter. She reminds me of me. I saw that my post "Don't Waste Your Time is already featured in My Conclusion. Slightly edited. Ok. Now for the link of the day. Everyone Else Has Had More Sex Than Me!. Sometimes I'm tempted to feel like that poor bunny.