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| so now, maybe the greatest story ever told. believe if you want, don't believe if you wish, but this story was told to me yesterday by a clergyman, the youth minister from lifechurch tulsa over lunch, and for all we know, it is true! so here goes.... so this girl he knows was baby-sitting for a very rich couple's house in stillwater. she bedded down the children and went to go catch some z's herself. she couldn't fall asleep because there was a four foot tall clown statue in the room with her and it totally creeped her out. she called the kids' parents to see if she could move it out of sight. the parents told her to grab the kids and get out of the house immediately and to contact the police because....... THEY DON"T HAVE A CLOWN STATUE! the police went to the house to investigate and discovered that a midget had been living somewhere in the 7,000 square foot house and would dress up like a clown every night. he would go downstairs and eat their food and on occasion would play with the kids. the kids said they thought it was a dream. when the girl saw the midg he froze hoping he would not be noticed. how freaking creepy is that? i don't care if its true or not, that would suck. ok, this next part is definitely not true, but can be added as a joke to embellish the story..... they didn't send the midget to jail. you know why? because they thought that being trapped in such a small body was prison enough. | | |
| i just read somewhere that the bass player from nirvana, krist novoselic, is auctioning himself on ebay. if you win, you get a private plane ride and dinner with him. i just checked it out and there are three hours left and he's only at 2,000 dollars. it reminds me of when i was sold for a $1.50 at a date auction (and just to give you some kind of reference, the guy before me went for almost 2 hundred dollars) | | |
| so.......its been a little while since i last posted. lets start off with a little scary story. so, the other day im driving, and im barefoot, and i feel something on my foot and look down and there is a fiddleback the size of the top of my foot, just chillin. i freaked out. not only do i not like bugs, but especially bugs ON me that have enough poison to alter my life seriously. i pulled over and killed him. however, maybe i shouldnt have. its like a balance of power, like the u.s. and russia in the cold war. i have enough power to crush his little body, but he has enough power to jack with me. so we should understand that and live mutually. just joking. i hate spiders. i miss hanging out with everyone. tyler, im sorry i havent sent you the songs yet. i wasnt as happy with mixes as i thought i was so i wasnt as inspired to send them. plus, its been really busy here. but, soon i will do so. seth, i heard one of the greatest nursing stories ever from erics sister who is a nurse in kansas city. i would tell it on xanga, but i feel like i need to call you and tell you in person. that totally didnt make sense. anyways, you know what i mean. and lastly, i hate when people post on xanga and are so specific to name people and use xanga to be so personal, but, i did it and now its too late. have some grace. ok, sorry for the lame post. no, seriously, im lame. my left leg doesnt work anymore. | | |
| i just fake number-twoed so i could read a magazine. that's all. | | |
| ok, so im already posting again, so i hope im not addicted, but just a few quotes i've heard (or said) lately...
"we're not spring chickens ya know..."
"is there gonna be food at the cookout?"
"so i decided to d.h. my bed..."
"thank you very much, haterism is appreciated"
"so i was fuzz-busting my pajamas..."
"well, i didn't have to pee on it"
"an oberheim, this is f**kin' rare!"
"you say internet, i say dream come true" (seth_scott)
im very inflection-oriented. i wish xanga was audio, not textual. is that a word?
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