It is seven AM. I have yet to sleep. I have been playing HALF-LIFE, a game I have mastered time and time agian, that holds no suprises for me, and bores me.

So why have I palyed it, and not slept?

Today, I grabbed a diet coke from the fridge. I opened it.

And heres the novel part.

I drank it.

And it tasted like shit.

I kept drinking.

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There are many things I wish I could do ( Read more... )

Extroverted (E) 64.86% Introverted (I) 35.14%
Imaginative (N) 60% Realistic (S) 40%
Intellectual (T) 55.88% Emotional (F) 44.12%
Easygoing (P) 56.41% Organized (J) 43.59%

Your type is: ENTP
You are an Inventor, possible professions include - systems designer, venture capitalist, actor, journalist, investment broker, real ( Read more... )

Sometimes it's raining in my head ( Read more... )

My name is: What? My name is who? My name is *chika-chika* Ben Basile...
I may seem: like I am something besides who I am.
But I'm really: Me.

( Slicey slicey! )

Sometimes, all I can do is sit down and ask myself: "What the fuck?"

The Generic Teenager Stereotype ( Read more... )

I'm driving down the street, near my house, and I see some kid, whom can't be any older than nine or so, laying on his back, eyes closed.

What the fuck?

So, naturally, I'm concerned. This a huge crack in the side walk right behind him and an skateboard on top of him, so, putting two and two together, I pull up to the driveway next to him ( Read more... )

I AM: Weird. Nalways in a good way ( Read more... )