stupid baby

there is a stupid baby screaming thru the wall of our apartment.

stupid baby doesn't even know tehre are other babys starving in africa.

if he's screaming, he better have earned it.

DEMONS

THE DEMONS ARE STILL AWAKE AT FOUR IN THE MORNING.

THE DEMONS SEE ALL.

THE DEMONS KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING.

THE DEMONS CAN SMELL YOUR FEAR.

THE DEMONS WERE FORGED IN THE HELLFIRES OF HELL.

THE DEMONS ARE NOW MOVING TO THE SUBURBS.

THE DEMONS JUST BOUGHT A USED JETTA.

THE DEMONS FOUND IT AT A LOW PRICE – A REAL BARGAIN.

THE DEMONS CAN TASTE YOUR BLOOD BEFORE IT HAS LEFT YOUR BODY.

THE DEMONS ARE LURKING WHERE YOU MOST EXPECT THEM.

THE DEMONS ARE EXPECTING THEIR FIRST IN LATE JANUARY.

THE DEMONS WORSHIP A VENGEFUL GOD ONLY ON MAJOR HOLIDAYS.

THE DEMONS HAD A BABY GIRL BORN PREMATURELY, ISABEL.

THE DEMONS NEED YOUR UPDATED ADDRESS FOR THEIR ANNUAL WINTER FAMILY UPDATE LETTER.

THE DEMONS ARE CONTENT WITH THE CHOICES THEY'VE MADE.

ARE YOU!?!?!?!?!?!?

THIS BLOG IS THE PBS OF BLOGS

Listen folks. It's that time of year. The anal holiday drive for monies.

Send me money! This lbog doesn't right itself!!!

These are expenses I have:

 -- my mom pays for internet/computer

 -- my dad pays for my phone / unliminted texts so i can update ON THE GO in case i see something like breaking newsy.

-- i have to feed my body so my heart beats and i can bring you brilliance

-- i need to feed my entertainment hunger --we're talking itunes, we're talking movies, we're takling ps2/wii sh*T. FEED ME.

-- I like to have spending money because its really not safe to walk around without any money on your. i'm not sure why but my mom is so serious about it. i'm like, "i'll just go to tha atm or charge it" buts she's like, what if you need money. and i'm like, "I NEED MONEY. GIMME MONEY!" so she gievs me money. you should too.

also, and though I know i have a loyal fangroup who treats this blog like they're religion, you need to rea dit. sometimes i wrorry i'm just typing to myself. and that's fine. the mission statement of my blog is that this is basically a dihererea. haha. no a diary. dairy? i'm not sure on the sp. BUTT. you should read.

if you're looking for an awesome way to spend TIMEDOLLARS, log onto SPLOSIAN.

splos-OUT.

PS -- You've asked about my meeting with Naima. Details are 4thcoming.

DILEMMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Who could see that the very problem that  i was had was also being had by Naima?

So, fateful readers, you'll remember that Naima is basically my best friend of all time (Other Erin and sometimes Gayle). 

So here i was going on to Naima about how I'm gonna ask Erin and then what confuses me is that Naima totally nose that I like Erin (I go on about her all the time and she goes on a bout Derek/Shawn Mellman). So, she calls me and is like -- lets go to west side diner and get gyros and talk about it (she was going to ask Shawn because she decided Derek is a litlte dumb). 

so, we go there and im' talking first about how i think the best way to ask out erin is to do it in person so she'll feel a lot of pressure to say yes.

but then, naima starts like pushing peaces of lettice and tomatoes and like the container of cucumber suace onto the table with her fork and i can see she's get pissed off. so then i'm like, "Naima. your making a mess!" I mean, I love f%KINg THINGS UP and BUILDING HAVOC as much as the next kid, but this was just sort o fmean and we go there all the time and danielle would have to pick it up. 

so she goes, "did you ever think of asking ME???????"

then i said, "no." because the best awy to treat girls is honesty. you have to treat them like ladies and they'll respect you. my mom told me this and normally i'd ignore everything she says, but, i thought about it and she knows much more about girls then i do, so i have to listen to her. sometimes she has some good iedeas. sometimes.

so i said, "no, naima. i like erina nd you like shawn."

so then she goes, "if that's what you think, then you're as blind as a blind person" and gets up (DOESn"T EVEN PAY!) and leaves. So then i'm like, W"HAT? and get on my blackberry pearl [THANKS DAD!] andcall her. she sends it RIGHT to voicemail.

what a bit$h, right?

so, i' keep my cool like a gentlemen. and i send her like a super understanidng text: "Naima -- we should have a talk about this. meet at benches on cpw & 71??"

she texts back and says, "I was only joking you idiot. buy my lunch."

so I'm like, "hahaahhaa" ot myself.

but then she texts back ,"i do want to talk with you tomorrow night about something though and please don't ask erin till will talk. xx, Naima."

WHAT THE HELL DO I DO!???!?!?!?!

I honestly think Naima is pretty attractive (and that's at the top of my prioroties. that's not a bad thing, I know you think i'm super shallo, but i"m not. iti s important. i start with attraction (physical) and then i look for personality. because if i do it the other way, and i look for personality and i find an ugly girl whose like AWESOME but then i realize she's super ugly, I'm conflicted and stuck. it's btter to do it theo ther way around first -- this is just common sense and i know my mom would agree with me). but she's not the kind of attactiveness i'm attacted to like erin.

WHAT THE HELL DO I DO!?!??!??!?!?!?!?!?!?

ps -- i told tyrone about this website and now i'm really f*(king woried he's ognna tell erin the address. i may have to move this blog to a new adddress. stay tuned, and i'll find a way to tell only my fateful readers the real address and i'll tell tyrone it moved to a fake adress, like www.splosian.com)

i can't sleep

i'm so itchy