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Of Gnomes and dogs, deer and discust.

Thu Feb 7, 2008, 8:01 PM
So some things I forgot to mention, first I lost my gnome on fire duty, (NOT COOL NOT COOL NOT COOLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

then because of the fire duty I was tired for the next to days and was there for unable to be funny(NOT COOL) then I had P.T. (physical training) AT FIVE O FIVE a.m. I HAD TO GET UP AT FOUR ( [B] THATS WHEN I GOT TO F-ING SLEEP!!!!!!!!!! [/B] ) so again tired and unable to be funny, also I found out that things that are funny to self rychuse (sorry to all my friends you know we all are, I include my self) semi-intellectuals from the extreme northern region of Chicago, are not unnecessarily funny to other people. (NOT COOL)

then, and this is were the wolves come in, I was trapped in the computer lab last 2 nights ago, I had to sleep on a plastic table with the lights on. I was walking back from the lab at 1 a.m. there were crazy skreetching sounds coming from the industrial train station about a mile away and it sounded like the first kill seen from a horror movie. then as usual all of the street lights start going out as I walk under them, what the fuck is that about, I am kidding it happens really really often to me. Then all of a sudden I was confronted by a pack of animals, they were not dear, they were some kind of k9, i don't know what but i think they were wolves (I did not have my glasses though) they looked right at me and stopped, I drew my froze looked back into there eyes and slowly drew my knife, then in my right hand raised my walking stick as though it were a sword and just stood there, waiting defensively. they began to move tords a copes of trees and i followed them slowly, I would have kept going once they entered the copes, but I could tell that they stopped there and when I tried to pass the copes one or two of them started howling. I slowly retreated the half mile back to the computer lab and slept here.(that was the night of my last journal entry)

Finally, here is the disgust, I think I really hate one of my team members, which is a problem because I will have to work closely with him for the next ten months. He does not take this seariously, more over he hates people who do, more over there was an awkward man who was doing guided tours at a Philippian land mark, he was obviously nervous socializing but had a job that required it. He was however, proud of us,(he was a park ranger and as such a fellow gov. employee) and went out of his way to be nice. the person I was talking about theat I can not stand spend the next 20 minuts making fun of the man because his manerisums in his atempts at niceness were slightly odd. [b] NOT COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [/B] well thats it bye, the shutle to the baraks is leaving.

  • Mood: Disgust
  • Listening to: nota im in an abandoned house turned computer
  • Reading: what I'm writing DUHHHH!!!!
  • Watching: again the screen!!!
  • Playing: Nothing I am typing

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  • Current Residence: some where out there under the rainbow, around the general chicago area
  • deviantWEAR sizing preference: I know that this is the rong place, but pleas! pleas! read my comments before you read my work!!!!
  • Interests: D&D, politics, religion, people, filocify, physics, chairity, movies, chess, GNOMES
  • Favourite movie: probalby one of the ones I've seen,but im not sure, it could be another
  • Favourite band or musician: they might be giants and the chieftens
  • Favourite genre of music: Irish and Schotish folk
  • Operating System: XP (though my favorit is still and always will be windows 95
  • MP3 player of choice: my casset tape player
  • Shell of choice: whats a shell?
  • Wallpaper of choice: changes almost dayly
  • Skin of choice: mine
  • Favourite game: D&D
  • Favourite gaming platform: a table
  • Favourite cartoon character: well if comics don't coun't (Animal Man) then it would be Daffy Duck!!!
  • Personal Quote: I'm not usually wrong, you people just never seem to be around me most of the times I am right.
  • Tools of the Trade: hands and keyboard.

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:iconbluevampress:
hey, I thought Moe had a DA account. why dose she not watch you as well?

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:iconthugorp:
she does not have the net right now

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Two roads diverged in a tulgey wood, And
burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
went vorpal blade
but, Wee sleekit cowrin', tim'rous beastie
do not be afraid
because you are free compared to me
your destiny still not maid
:iconbluevampress:
... I thought she did. Didn't she say she did? didn't she get ordained? how did she do that with no net?

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I :heart: my scraps.
"I challenge you to a children's card game!"
:iconbluevampress:
did you ever find your gnome? I know you gave it to ... I think his DA s/n is :iconfowlboy:... but what ever. did he ever give it back to you. (oh, and don't tell him I told you what his s/n is)

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I :heart: my scraps.
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:iconthugorp:
ya I got it back, I knew Moe had it. Don't tell ben my deviant art screen name. (don't worry I won't tell him that you told me)

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Two roads diverged in a tulgey wood, And
burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
went vorpal blade
but, Wee sleekit cowrin', tim'rous beastie
do not be afraid
because you are free compared to me
your destiny still not maid
:iconbluevampress:
not going to pester him? too bad... He would wonder who you were, figure it out, and then next time we talked on AIM bitch about you.

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I :heart: my scraps.
"I challenge you to a children's card game!"
:iconthugorp:
ya but I intend to use my jurnal while I am on my trip and I am going to post poetry and stories and stuff, I don't mind you and Moe reading it and i don't really mind Ben reading it either, but I definitely don't want Ryzman reading this stuff. (he would just bitch to much) You know Ben couldn't resist telling Ryzman.

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Two roads diverged in a tulgey wood, And
burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
went vorpal blade
but, Wee sleekit cowrin', tim'rous beastie
do not be afraid
because you are free compared to me
your destiny still not maid
:iconbluevampress:
I know. Ben is kind of Reisman's bitch. I didn't even know you wrote poetry and stuff... I guess that would also be because of Reisman?

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I :heart: my scraps.
"I challenge you to a children's card game!"

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