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Below are the 4 most recent journal entries recorded in Cole's LiveJournal:

Sunday, April 11th, 2004
11:07 am
That stupid quiz! To prove I'm nerd.
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
"-A Hound Archon's base land speed is 40 ft."

2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?
Nothing

3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Some Iraq coverage crap.

4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:
10:30 AM?

5: Now look at the clock; what is the actual time?
Haha.... 11:10 AM. I lose track of time at the comp.

6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
I can hear some birds, my typing, some music coming from Sean's (Scotty's) Room.

7: When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
Two days ago to take out garbage.

8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?
I haven't actually gone to 'this' website.

9: What are you wearing?
Duh, my boxers and a t-shirt, wrapped in a blankie of course.

10: Did you dream last night?
Nope.

11: When did you last laugh?
Fractal just sent me a screenshot about two minutes ago. That made me laugh.

12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?
...uhhh... let's see... Robby's otaku roll scrolls, a dart board, and a fan grate. I'd also say lotsa dirt and finger prints, bu- Oh I just did.

13: Seen anything weird lately?
Not really.

14: What do you think of this quiz?
I think it reminds me of the school counselors.

15: What is the last film you saw?
I think it was Hellboy. Yeah. Hellboy. I'd also like to point out that Prince of Egypt isn't a Disney film... I don't think.

16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?
I dunno. Probably my own computer, maybe a cracked pepper corn burger from Kelsey's. Either way there's no way I'd spend all the money, so I'd end up keeping oooh... only about a million of it, and give the rest to some bum if he'll be my butler, just for kicks.

17: Tell me something about you that I don't know.
I have a weird fetish for chewing on Liam's shoulder. No joke. Actually. I guess I like to chew on almost anyone's shoulder, there's something bitable about them.

18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
Let's see... y'know I think I'd want to be like... a superhuman. Then I could like boast and stuff.

19: Do you like to dance?
Only when I'm bored, and making an ass of myself for kicks.

20: George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years?
Haha... ha. He's just dumb. Dumb, dumb guy. Can't say he's power hungry, because I'm not psychic or anything. Maybe he thinks he's making the right choices.

21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
If my first child were a girl I'd call her... Girl.

22: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
If my first child were a boy I'd call him... Girl.

23: Would you ever consider living abroad?
I could stand to gain the weight. Kehehehe. Seriously though? Yes. I'd drag my friends with me though.

24: Will you pass on this survey?
Sure, why not?
Saturday, April 10th, 2004
1:18 pm
Ascension
Well... I did the Ascension, but I'm going to wait to reveal exactly how things went, just so I don't somehow ruin anything.

It was pretty neat although it was honestly kinda what I was expecting. I had to wait five and a half damn hours in the chatroom for my quest, probably because Foofer is such a pansy, and took hours to do anything in fear of doing something wrong. This resulted in a somewhat cranky Worm with a strained neck, since the computer ni my room, which happens to be situated so I can operate it while sitting at my futon, has no chair. Grargh. The up side about the set up is... I turn left and there's a TV with an Xbox hooked up, and if I turn further left there's a shelf full of books, so I don't really get THAT bored if I don't leave my room. Unless of course I'm anxiously wating to decide the fate of Ilm.

Apparently I actually convinced Foofer's mother to initiate at spring cleaning of the house, which it sorely needs, and I think I'm supposed to be helping with that. She's too nice though, and as long as I let myself looky sleepy whenever I go downstairs she probably won't yell at me for help. <.<

Tomorrow's easter and that means... I get some chocolate. I don't even really like chocolate that much. It makes my saliva all thick and mucusy, which is what the purpose of those "Got Milk?" commercials is, but I don't like milk that much either, and well, drinking anything sweet after having chocolate ends up tasting like baking soda or something equally unpleasant.

Also. Ham dinner. I don't trust Rosie's (Foofer's mother) cooking much. She tends to cook meat so that it's still oozing blood, and she never strains fat out of meats, but that's okay with ham I think. At any rate she's getting me to cook scalloped potatoes for the meal.

Now I'm going to go cook perogies, because I'm hungry, and perogies are easy.
Friday, April 9th, 2004
1:43 pm
It's not SO bad.
At the moment I'm bored and don't really feel like doing, so I decided I'd maybe write something here, but once again nothing is really comnig to mind, since I don't do anything, ya know?

Oh. Well a few days ago Foofer, Anetra and I went outside. It was thrilling. I mean there was this strange freshness to the air I haven't experienced since winter started. Of course since the snow was all melting there were huge puddles everywhere. We kinda decided to go use the swings, but they weren't there!

After standing aghast for a while I found out exactly how much my body has gone down the drain when I struggled to climb onto something I could've done very easily six years ago. That was a bit of a wake up call, since I always prided myself on my monkey like climbing. At any rate, Foofer and I both walked onto a wood beam that was around a very large puddle, more of a pond really, (it was about a foot deep.) and decided to engage in a chicken fight. Some girls laughed at us as we both tumbled into the water and got really wet and dirty.

I always put my hands in my jacket pockets. It's got something to do with my refusal to wear gloves most of the time, so I always kept them warm with my jacket, anyways. I kind of put my hands in my pocket as I was going outside the next day, and got a handful of mud from this puddle. That was exhilarating.

Oh! Oh! We also went to the mall with Foofer's mother and continued to emberass her the whole trip by asking how to properly pronounce 'schtupping' and whacking each other with bats in the toy section of Zellers. I think we also scared the Zellers personell when we went looking for one. Kinda because we were calling out for people in red shirts... yeah. We're goofs, and I was tired, but it was actually the most enjoyable trip to the mall I've had that I can remember.

Now Foof's taking a nap and I'm waiting to take the Ascension quest,which better be decent once it atually starts. It's kinda weird sitting around playing Ilm realizing that after today I might not be able to play him anymore. (Until GC, of course. He'll dig his way through the ground again or something.) I just hope to hell that Legelbril'Dleth and Andril don't survive or I'll piss my pants then sue Lan to replace them.

I think I'm going to go start a vote on the MD forums now. Time to see which character I should play should my lovable loud mouth become silent.
Saturday, March 27th, 2004
8:49 am
Roight
I decided to do it. I've finally made an LJ entry.

One might wonder what has prompted such a thing from such a thing. To be honest I do not know, but I think a good portion of it has to do with the fact that I have no idea what I'd put in an LJ, so I obviously had to experiment and learn more about myself, all zennish and that sorta junk.

I tried editing the appearance of my journal, but with the amount of sleep I've had that task seemed a bit overwhelming, so all you cretins are going to have to live with it. I highly doubt anyone is going to read this anyways.

Right now I'm thinking I'll talk about my dreams, since I just recently read an entry which very closely resembles what most of my dreams are made up of... okay, so, I have pretty screwed up dreams.

Dream the first: I'm not absolutely certain, but I think this dream was featuring Conan from that Conan movie that Foofer seems to have a fetish for.
This dream features three characters:
Conan lookalike, who will now be referred to as 'Conan'
Random raggedy commoner woman, referred to as 'woman'
Woman's whiny child, referred to hereafter as 'child'

So the scene is set in a decidedly rocky, arid area. Kinda of Albertaesqe, depending on where in Alberta you are. There's a stewing pot, and a tent set up, and next to the stewing pot there's woman sleeping on the ground, in her dirty, peasanty dress.
All seems fine so far... but wait. Conan arrives on the scene, jumping down from the right side of the edge of 'my' perception. He's got it going on with his leather loin cloth and rippling shiney, muscles, and he knows that. Conan knows he's got the stuff. So he just decides to settle in behind woman and hitch her skirt up and do his business with her.
Still not really that disturbing, but then child shows up, and says "Mommy, mommy. They're coming". Woman just now wakes up (perhaps Conan doesn't really have all that going on.) There's this mad scramble for everyone to get up and away from where they are, but the focus of my dream seems to be on Conan as he fumbles with his penis to get it back in his loin cloth, all while he is ejaculating all over everything.
At this point I woke up. I'm not sure if the whole "Mommy, mommy. They're comimg" thing was some sort of sick pun my brain's subconciousness came up with, but if it is then I have to say I'd hope my subconciousness has something better to do than make dirty pun dreams.

Dream the second: I can't really remember too much about the end of this one, but it features some incestuous activities. I honestly wouldn't find it too odd if the dream held some truth behind it, given some of the stuff that's been said about my father.

(it's at this point I realize how screwed up my dreams are sometimes.)

This dream starts off with my father, sister, and step mother picking me up at the ferry terminal on Vancouver Island. (Either I was visiting them, or moving in. I'm not sure which.) The drive started off normal enough, but then we had to go through the swamp. Now the swamp was more of a small wood than a swamp, but in my dream it was referred to as a swamp, and so it shall be here.
When we get to the swamp, my father has one of his typical temper tantrums, and happens to be the one driving, so he kinda goes a little crazy and's driving really fast. I'm freaking out a little, telling him to slow down and all that junk. His wife finally talks him into switching seats with her, which one would think would be a good thing. Well apparently there's this small creek that a wooden bridge goes over, that we need to drive over, but the bridge is broken. The step mother decides we can make it and just drives off the first half of the wooden bridge.
This is where things get drugged up. Instead of suffering a few bumps and just driving over the creek, the van plummets, my dad and I fall out the windows of the van, and land in the river at the bottom of what appears to be a canyon. We're swept along for a while, but we both make it to shore, or the banks or whatever, at which point my father starts to develop some leonine (is that right?) features, and starts to *gasp* molest me quite profusely.
Then the canyon environment melts away, and suddenly I'm in a bedroom, now the step mother and sister are on the bed watching TV, and my father and I are lying on what I think was a pile of laundry. My sister says "I want some too daddy" to which the step mother replied "Wait your turn Keira."
I woke up after that I think.

I also used to have a bunch of recurring dreams, but only remember one. I would be touring an oil plant, and it always had some sort of emergency situation where the place would start overflowing with oil, and people would drown and all that nifty stuff. I'm talking Crisco oil by the way, not the fossil fuel we know and love. Haven't had that dream since I was seven.

There're more but I'm losing interest, and I highly doubt you aren't, so I'll end this now.
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