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hey guys if you re still here...i'm back. not a lot to tell you. i lost my job (again) and i'm in a new as -yet-unnamed band (again) and i have a new boyfriend (again). my life pretty much goes through the same cycles...if something hew happened to me id pretty much keel over from a heart attack. har. har. har.

rundown of my career:

still not done with school. lost second job in a year all because of Chuck Palahniouk (dont ask) and my predilection for long haired boys who like to make me cry. if i were into cliches, id call this my quarter life crisis, but since im not, ill call this just being me.

rundown of my family:

moki is five and is an evil little brat...whom i love dearly. i love moki moki moki!! i finally got around to naming him, he is now Atreyu Vaflor. yes, i am well aware that he's going to kick my ass is 10 years for naming him thus, but no name can be worse than mine.

still living with my rents. sister still hates me and the feeling is mutual.

rundown of my (pseudo) love life:

i finally hooked up with goth guy i was writing about here at least two years ago but it didnt work out. it's hard to date guys who are 500 percent prettier than me.

jimmy the emo boy and i hung out last month. we got "closure". the "closure" was pretty good. i cant wait for some more "closure"...im kidding. seriously, we talked and everything's good. except for the part when he told me i was "middle aged" and that he's seeing a 17 year old girl now ...all in the same breath

i am going out with a nice normal boy. i'm staying away from the artsy intellectual tree-hugging types as theyre the ones that really really fuck me up. guy im dating now is normal and short-haired and has never read a book in his life and is sweet and brings me flowers (which really should offend me, being a FEMINIST and all *ubo* but only makes me beam idiotically with delight) and calls me "sweetie". this may be the first time ive ever let anyone call me by a petname. a tiny voice at the back of my brain is telling me im selling out, but hey, at least the sex is good.

oh yeah, i got a tattoo. it's not detailed or huge or anything. it's not even finished yet. i have a couple of cherry blossom branches on my chest.

so, ill log back in here in a few. see ya!

THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO cohort

There's something bothering me about Nagaraya cracker nuts. Ive been addicted to the damn these things for a month now and i have made a startling discovery.

Every single bag of Nagaraya cracker nuts contains ONE BAD NUT. not two bad nuts, or five or fifteen, but ONE. it's so bad it doesnt even remotely taste like a peanut anymore. in fact, i have a nasty suspicion that said bad nut is actually a dried and preserved RAT GONAD.

Think about it.

Nagaraya cracker nuts is made by a company named Food Industries. ?! What the? How generic can you get? Might as well start a medical service called Medical Service, Inc. I think that Food Industries is just a cover for what is actually a Japan-based human-hating, rat-worshipping cult.

In this Japanese cult's beliefs, a human baby is born when a master rat dies. In order to reverse the process or pull the rat's soul back from the gates of the afterlife, his gonad must be removed, dried, preserved, and coated with a buttery cracker shell and fed to a human. This way, the rat's soul is brought back to the land of the living, gandalf-like and white, and a human soul who consumed it is put on the waiting list to hades.

That's just one of my basic theories.

I also think that said rat gonads have been laced with a non-detectable kind of addictive substance, which is the reason why i cant stop eating the damn things even if i know that im ingesting the reproductive organs of a rodent. 

gah! for theories that make sense, dont read my blog!!! nyahahaha

i stole this off another blog.

"I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours."

--Stephen Roberts

“A thorough reading and understanding of the Bible is the surest path to atheism”

--Donald Morgan

"It’s hard to be religious when certain people are never incinerated by bolts of lightning."

--Calvin, in “Calvin and Hobbes” by Bill Waterson

and lastly, a quote from hayao miyazaki, when asked if he was offended by Tarzan's (Disney) creators' obviously ripping off his animation style:

"Actually, our work depends on how much we can appropriate from other people's work! Painting, music, films, literature . . . it's all grist for the mill. We think of our work not as individual creativity but like a lifelong baton relay. Your work passes through your body and your life; you transform it into something, and then you pass it on to the next generation."

hmmmm. *chomp* CHOMP! (dont mind me, im just chewing on these thoughts)