Bonjour!

Good Day, How is your family?

Bonjour, Good day, how is your wife?

My wife is fine, thank you. I jest, I'm not married...Or am I? No, I'm not. Just to set that for the record. Although, something I frogot to tell you all was that I saw Beauty and the Beast at my place of the learning over my gigantuan absence that while back...and I must say, it was amazing. I must take one of the cast member's copies of the performance, and burn it somewhere....Or I won't, I don't know.

What else to tell you...Oh yeah! Don't expect any posts from April 5^th to the 15^th...As I won't be in this country! Yeah! -insert ecstaticism here- -and here- -and once more on this dotted line _ _ _ _ _ _-

I fell better now, as should you...becuase I don't have anything to do. No essays, no papers, no games that need to be built, nothing. I can do nothing after I come home from the Lear-o-torium....Amazing, I'm so happy. I sleep now.

I sleep a whole bunch. It's one of my favorite hobbies. Of course, when I'm trying to watch Hercules: The Legendary Journies, with Kevin Sorbo...I love that guy. He reminds me of Father sometimes....And I don't know why....Bizarre. Anyway, Hercules, love the guy. Kevin Sorbo....he's on Andromeda now. Some show on Sci-Fi...I've never seen it....Nont much into 'space-flicks'. Except Star Wars....the only exception....Don't ask me why, I won't have an answer....And that's all the jabber I've got right now....Yep...Oh, and I'm sick again....still....



Quote of the Day
(Talk about Animes)
Averagejoe:why is it that alot of the inuyasha fans are mostly female
Me:because the male characters are appealing
and they have dog ears
^_^
Averagejoe:lol
dog ears
Me:yep
Averagejoe:the secret to attracting women
Me:Yep
Averagejoe:forget the Axe spray.. gotta find the ears

Ah, the truth....


-insert more excitement here-

-Jereality.

Deja Vu

It seems I've been here before, sitting in front of my computer, a bright blue book in front of me....Or, it seems I could've just remembered the gant that flew by, thus re-entering my 'memory box' in my head, reliving the same incident again. Thusly, living the same instance twice!

Or, I'm just annoyed that there is a gnat circling my entire room, and passing by my head every four-seven minutes. I don't know what he does in those extra three minutes, but it takes him a while sometimes. -insert apathetic shrug here-

I need to finish a project. I need to finish my story. I need to finish my other two stories. I also need to clean my room, I think. Nope. I don't need to do that. This is my Jereality-Do list. Remind me sometimes....I'll give you cookies. Or I won't, and you can pretend that I understood, heard, or read your reminder and bake yourself some cookies and think, 'wow, thanks Jereality, for these wonderful cookies.' Unless of course, you can't bake, and your cookies taste terrible....in which case your thought process would be, 'aw, poo...I'm a terrible baker. I should've reminded Jereality, and made sure she read/heard/saw me give her the reminder....She would have made some kick-ass cookies for me.'

Now, all I need to do is...- GNAT!

-Jereality

I Say, And So Say I

That last post was very disturbing once I reread it jsut now. And I apologize for making you all a bit depressed, if I had. Thank you for those who worried, and I'm glad that you feel for me, really, I am. It's alright though, you'll never really have to worry about me. I'll be fine. Some of my best friends made me feel a lot better. Thanks guys!


Quote of the Day:
NJSnow:Hey, random question. What do you do if you eat Pot?
Me&Onyx:What would you do?
Unison{You'd shit Pot.
-stare-
All: -laughter-

Cold

Not just in my room, is it cold. Not my fingers or my toes, either. I'm being cold today. I feel distant, and here I am, crying to you about it. It's alright if you don't care, I don't mind...Just continue to read other posts.

I missed a phone call last night, and then another one got dropped...I hope LadyJ can forgive me. It's been bothering me since I left her a message about it.

I forgot where I was a moment or two ago, and then got a resounding flicker of hope when I logged onto my Role Play forum, and the little tagline said 'Home'.

Cold...and homeless.

It's an empty feeling.

-Jereality

I Wonder...

As I was waking up this very dark morning, my ears were flooded with shouts and screams of the music on my iHome. As you may, or may not know, I listen to a variety of music. This morning's tunes that graced the air around me were Rage Against The Machine. So, I'm listening to my music, and straightening my hair at the same time, and all of a sudden, I wonder aloud 'do they write in the screams on the good copy of their work?'

Then I thought about it some more. Several bands scream, shout, whimper, and laugh hysterically in their songs...Do you suppose, for instance, in the end of My Chemical Romance's song, You Know What They Do To guys Like Us In Prison,, ther eis a high pitched insane laughter. So, would the last few lines of their notes:

Life is but a dream for the dead
And well I, I wont go down by myself
But ill go down with my friends
Now now now now. now now now. now now now

-insert 'crazy laugh'

??

Ponder that...I'll get back to ya!

-Jereality

So dizzy...

Oh my gosh! I haven't posted since the sixth! that's terrible! I should have my wrists slapped. I feel so neglectful, and I think I know why. You see, Blogger, the site that hosts the page you now reside, has broken from its 'beta' shell, and morphed itself into a rather strange butterfly. In this case, butterflies are my enemy. No one suspects the butterfly...It's methods now confuse me, what with its need for a Gmail account, and a login that I can barely remember, but have no fear, I will remember! It just so happens that on this occasion, I was lucky enough to. -insert victory tagline here-

So, the past week went by quickly, and I'm sure several funny things happened, in which I will probably mention in a later post about recalling something. I don't really know, you'll all see...we all will see, even I, for I forget what I type even after I type it. What? Exactly.

I will now start with Yesterday in my raving this post. Yesterday morning, I went to breakfast with nine others who I like to call 'The Posse'. Now, for all of you who might read that as 'poss', it's not. It sounds like 'poss-y'...Anyway. I was sat with my posse, ate breakfast, and made ure everyone on the east end of the table had everyone elses cell numbers. It was a bunch o' fun. Then we went to the Learn-A-Torium, where I learned nothing, and retained little knowledge of what was supposed to be discussed. No matter. It's all cool. I don't really remember what happened after that, I think I tuned the day out. I do that sometimes, just tune thing out. Gets me through the really long days.

ANyway, yesterday flew by quickly, and without incident...I think. And today, I downloaded a song called the Hamster Dance. Well, I listened to that sucker for a good hour, the volume all the way up on my computer upstairs, as I was dancing in my living room downstairs. Well, I danced...in circles, holding my cat. Don't worry, I let her go on her merry way after five minutes of 'dancing'.

Well, Sibling had to go somewhere with GGR, and when she went outside, I had to stop and say good bye out our screen window thing. All of a sudden she goes, 'Do they know they left their toy out here?' I look, and sure enough, Markis&Suzette's dog's toy is laying in the middle of our yards. So, me, thinking that I'm a pretty capable walker, as I've been doing the action for over 15 years, makes sense, right? Well, I got out the door, and tear across the lawn, bend down and grab the toy, like I belong in the Olympics, truely graceful, my socked feet hit the conrete, and I can feel my balance shift to my head, which is out of my center balance.

it seems like all is lost, and I'm going to collapse and break all of my teeth on cement steps and metal benches, when good ol' right leg shhots out from nowhere, and propels me back to my own home, and into the house. It's like I wasn't even in control of my body, an 'out-of-body-experience'. It was scary, watching me almost fall and break my face, only to spin out of my mind's control. Very scary. Then, I came up to my room, and changed the song immediately, after, of course, sending it to Onyx...Can't be the only one to expirience this vertigo...

And with that, I leave you to your own devices....oh, and this very old quote of the day...

Quote of Some Days Ago:

Me:don't like Delaware, do you?
Onyx:no
the entire state, is a highway
with litter and chain fences with pitbulls humping each other
THAT is delaware to me
Me:......
Onyx:Floridia? A tropical delaware
with humping flamingos
Me:HA!
-laughter-
jersey is dirty..with humping people....
Onyx:lol
but the fences are picket
that makes us classy

Ain't that the truth?

And now I leave you with these wise words:

MOON BABIES!

-Jereality

I Wanna Play A Game!

Quote of the Day:
Sibling:

Let's play a game...
The key is in the man to your left
That man is your father
and there is a key inside his eye
you need to cut the key out of his eye
to unlock your foot

and then you can reach above your head
to untie your head-skull tie
from the wall thing.

You have five seconds to complete this
If you do your father will be blind.
If you don't,
you'll both blow up
You're father won't be blind....
but he'll be dead
Just like you

Ah, Saw...Good stuff..how it will influence your Siblings.....makes for good conversation.....

Telephone Pole

Hello my dearest lovlies! How I missed you so. I have been a-hard worker little person, I 'ave. But I'm back now, so, it's good to see you all. Do you all recall how I've been complaining about a class I've got Monday nights? Have I complained about it? I believe I have...Anyway, tonight was my last class! We got pizza after we played a rousing game of Jeopardy...in which my team, the French Fries, lost against the ruthless Lawn Mowers. No worries though, we all got pizza and soda in the end, as well as a guess to our astrological sign, and a delve into our future careers and such.

She said I was a Cancer, and then a Pisces, then a Scorpio. She also said that I would be a 'behind-the-scenes' couch for sports...with children. I said, "I'm a Capricorn...and I hate children." She laughed, and went onto a friend I will call Trash. She guessed Taurus, Cancer, and PIsces, he said he was Ares...she said she could see him surrounded by water. We-the class-said "Trash! You're drowning!"

Good times, very good times. I might miss it, my venture to Wawa before hand...my complaining afterward....

-sigh-

Good news! I've got pictures for you!

I call this one 'Jello Adventure'...We didn't have any cut-outs, Sibling and I...so we got butter knives and dug in.

I like to refer to this picture as 'I don't have a drinking problem'...

Mufasa in My tea Cup......

Mufasa in Lion King. The similarity is uncanny...if you can't find him in the tea cup..I will outline him...



See? Mufasa in my tea cup. Victory for me, suckers! I had a holy blessing bestowed upon myself and my cat within the confines of my massive teacup. And you did not. Which, proves my theory that I am, in fact, the bestest.

Enjoy your days,
-Jereality