Puppy Scratches

I hate writing thank-you notes. It's almost impossible to tell somebody 'thank you' without actually saying 'thank you.' In case you're wondering, it's against my policy to say such definite things as 'thank you.' Real bad. Easier to say 'you're so kind,' or some such nonsense.
And now for something completely different-- pulling weeds sucks. It's boring, and mind-boggling, especially when God debates show themselves. 'Only at RiverCity,' as they say. 'They' being almost all of RLA.

~DJ~

La la la... I've become a little addicted to podcasts. Horror podcasts, to be precise. Is it any surprise I feel a need to leave the light on at night? I'm frightened of homunculi. By the way, irrational is practically my middle name. 
In case you don't know, homunculi are beings made by human hands. I guess you could say clones are homunculi? I'm not sure.  
Goddammit. My dog is on my bed, so I can't go to bed. Stupid dog is taking the whole freaking bed. This must be why I usually keep my goddamn door closed all the time. But, I digress. Hell, it's not like I'd be sleeping anyway. Stupid wierd sleeping habits. 
Oh, right. My birthday was yesterday--the day before, sorry-- so now I'm fifteen. I can get my permit!!
~DJ~

Playing Legend of Zelda and listening to horror podcasts is not the way to spend an evening. It freaked me out bad. Fighting beasties and hearing about the same...? *shiver*

~DJ~

So Ned keeps talking about going to Japan, and he's waking up the Traveling Madness in me. I want to get into a freaking car and drive off. I don't care where. -_-
In any case, I'm tired. I slept all yesterday and I'm tired. I drank three Mountain Dews and I am fricking tired.

Sleepily yours, 
~DJ~ 

I'm so tired. I really hate insomnia at times like these. Can't it strike at convientent times like Friday (or this week Thursday) ?? The gods muct hate me.

Maybe I'll take care of it more now. 

Insomniac

This is the problem with every blog I've ever done. I end up not using it. I am so lazy.

Maybe I'm not lazy, though. Maybe my lack of sleep leaves me lethargic and it's mistaken for laziness. See? It's not my fault.

~DJ Scythe~

Trips to Cali

So me and Aly are going to San Jose, California this weekend to go see Bree and get a little 'On the Road' out of our blood. Honestly, the book makes you want to hop into a car and drive until you run out of steam. Plus, I've never been to California. I'm planning on going somewhere there for college, but that's about it... um...
Blarg, I hate not telling my parents the truth, but I'm not lying to my dad--I really am going to go spend the weekend with Aly. Not necessarily in this state, but that's pointless minutia, right? Right... Any way, I'm bringing Lucy (my computer) with me, and I expect to have a lot of fun on a trip without my parents.
A prep trip for mine and Paul's.
When we both get our liscenses, we're going to go down the West Coast on a college hunt, so we can figure out what we want... That'll be around this summer some time. It's amazing that my calendar is filling up and I remain the least social person at RLA, excepting Henry.

~DJ Scythe~

Middle of the Moron Mines.

So, I spent my whole weekend playing Twilight Princess, and thought I probably shouldn't of, I defintely got in more than three hours. This means my hands were stone cold and I'm afraid I ruined another controller from the cold sweat. Blarg. Either way, I got out of the Goron mines (Goron rhymes with moron--I'm genius) and even got the last of the Tears of Light or whatever. Who honestly cares, though?
I walked into skool today and found out that not only is is Monday, but it's also Picture Day. This day sucks. Blarg, Monday sucks.
I view Monday as a sentient person whose goal in life is to make everybody miserable. On purpose! He would make an excellent malevolent character in a book. (See: Mister Monday, Garth Nix)

Anyway, he'll probably be out to kill me now that the whole internet knows he's out to get us.
~DJ Scythe~