These dry humping, titty shaking, boat driving smiley faces are freaking me out

WTF is this shit?

There were a few things I said I was gonna blog about. Mostly because I think it's funny to say. Like my greatest air hockey moment. It was my first regulation game in NARWAHL's maiden season. I was up 6-2 I think. I just got scored on and I wanted to finish this game and walk with my victory. I set the puck on the "ice" and think for a brief moment on a quote that the local ice hockey announcer says. "Top shelf where momma hides the cookies", I shout. and drive the puck in with a sickening serve for the game winning goal. I thought it was freaking bad ass. Air hockey is fun. Todays games were pretty good. I only had one match that was a league game and I won that. I'm 3-1 now. Rather Team Waagh!! is. Woo hoo!

I should really go to bed. It's late and I'm kinda drowsy. Blogging on a glowsticking website instead of a blogging website or something like Myspace or Facebook or whatever makes me laugh. Subtle things, the details, are where it's at. I think I've blogged once on my Myspace. I deleted it. I've done surveys from boredom, sure, but not real blogs. Except for the one, and that was just a translation for the epitaph I have on my arm. I'm gonna add to it, but I think I've written about that already.

I haven't so much as picked up my poi in the past few days. I grabbed my strings for a few minutes but I didn't achieve anything. I played around enough to start to adjust to the weight then set them down. I started playing video games again and that's consuming time. I guess I'm just making up lost time, though. I may go out and spin the poi after work tomorrow night. That sounds good. It's better to at night cause I don't have the neighbors staring at me. I go outside cause the ceiling is in my way. I'm pretty proud of myself with my spinning now, though. I think learning as much as I have without ever seeing someone do it in real life is pretty neat. And not just me but the tons of other people out there in similar situations. I'm starting to get a little more technical with it and doing btb stuff but my shoulders hate me. That and one of my knees sounds like a sleeve of crackers being crushed whenever I move it too much. I mean, I'm not out of nursing school yet. Hell, I'm not even out of my prerequisites for it, and my professional opinion is that my knee is awesome. I don't think the knee is gonna effect my spinning so much, though. Unless I end up with crutches or in a wheelchair or something. I think both would make it a hair difficult. I'd have a blingin' wheelchair, though. Oh shit, I just had about four a billion thoughts but I'm gonna go to bed before I elaborate on every extrapolation.

These smiley face things are lewd. Like, the recipient bananas (and smiley faces) have their own little "oh" faces. That's fucked up.

That's all for tonight, kids.
Stay classy.
-r

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