Free Web Site - Free Web Space and Site Hosting - Web Hosting - Internet Store and Ecommerce Solution Provider - High Speed Internet
Search the Web

Here's the Thing..

Pointlessness? Yes. Drug induced? Perhaps.

This is where I will pointlessly rave, rant and ramble on about events that have no meaning and you'll read my writings and wonder if I'm on crack and my reply would be, "Yes. I am on crack, it's what keeps me sane." and now you're saying, "Oh. I didn't see that coming." Which is a lie because I know you really did.
Ever wonder who the hell I'm talking about? So do I.

Plandfute.

 

Armed With Every Precious Failure and Amateur Cartography
June 27th, 2003

So, I failed. In the first minute of the test. God. I couldn't believe it, it was cause of stupid stuff anyway. First real turn, like 30 seconds in to the test, I was doing a left turn and some lady was walking across the street, I could've gone, she was on the other side of the median, I thought I'd get dinged for not going, so I start to go and all I hear is, "STOP! The pedestrian has the right of way." I almost had a heart attack. Then, I was doing a right turn at a yield, and every time we came across one in driver's ed, my instructor would always tell me to stop at the sidewalk, it's something I wouldn't have done normally, but, trying to play it by the rules so, maybe I make up for that lady, I stopped. Apparently I wasn't supposed to. Also, I seem to have to have gotten in to this bad habit of holding the steering wheel how I'm not supposed to, and in an attempt not to recreate my going over the curb that one night, I turned a bit wide. Whatever, that didn't matter, I only lost 30 points on that stuff. -sigh-
REASON FOR FAILURE: Dangerous action.

God. That's what I was told; stop at the sidewalk on the yield.. URGH! The lady incident I admit I couldn't help, however, if she wasn't there and instead crossing at the yield, I would've been set.

I'm really depressed and really pissed off, when really, it shouldn't bug me. I mean, I've been crying all afternoon, which I attribute to pms. I guess what really bugs me is that I told everyone I'd have my license today, now they're all going to be asking me about it, and I'm going to have to tell them I failed, which sucks, because.. urgh, whatever.

I just want to escape, to my own little place, where I can feel safe and loved and warm, where I can do anything I ever dreamed without being battered and torn.

 

20th Century Towers
June 26th, 2003

I know, I know, I haven't rambled in forever, mostly because, I'm pretty sure Steph was the only one that read this and now that I have a LJ she reads that.

Anyway, I have my road test tomorrow, I'm sick and I'm uber nervous about it. Nervous only because my dad keeps saying I'm going to fail and I know that if I get nervous I will, so, I'm nervous about being nervous. Whatever, I can't fail, because if I do, I've wasted $25 that could've gone towards Buffy DVDs.. All I need is some confidence..

With each step I am more certain,
Everything will turn out fine.
I have confidence,
The world can all be mine!
They'll have to agree
I have confidence in me.
I have confidence in sunshine,
I have confidence in rain.
I have confidence that spring will come again!
Besides, which you see
I have confidence in me.
Strength doesn't lie in numbers.
Strength doesn't lie in wealth,
Strength lies in nights of peaceful slumbers,
When you wake up, wake up!
It tells me all I trust I leave my heart to,
All I trust becomes my own!
I have confidence in confidence alone!
Besides, which you see,
I have confidence in me!

..I wish.

 

Horses, Wild or Otherwise
May 31st, 2003

http://ca.internations.net/awesomegirl/Movie1.swf

Yeah, I'm aware it needs some explanation:
While looking for the Buffy sound file of the cheese man, "I wear the cheese it does not wear me" to use for my computer class animation I came across the chant for Hush and decided that I needed to do something with that. So, I made a "commercial" for the remastered version of Hush, which isn't really remastered it's just got a 2 spinning around in the bottom corner of screen to make it seem different.

Read more.

 

I. Hate. Stuff.
May 25th, 2003

Adrian and I had quite the interesting conversation last night, he's an awesome kid.

 

Title, Title, Title, Like, Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel
May 20th, 2003

Joss, I fucking love you, you are fucking brilliant and I love it.

The finale of Buffy is all I could ask for in a series finale; the casualties, the uber sarcasm, the Buffy is cookie-dough analogy, the "I concur"'s (that was awesome), Giles' "the world is defiantly doomed" comment (which was probably the line I loved the most because of the throw-back to The Harvest), the Welcome To Sunnydale sign falling into (for lack of a better expression) the big hole at the end. I loved it, I hated it, I got all sniffly.. Words cannot describe the feeling.

In other news, I've become quite happy for Steph and Adrian, they have so much in common.. They're good for each other. I am, however, pissed at her for mentioning that I like Will to him.. Well, I don't really care, just as long as he doesn't tell Will, because I'm not really up for the weird looks I'd get from him, besides, I've kinda gotten over him.. And I'm re-reading this going "jesus, you sound like idiot", and I do concur, I'm sounding like someone I'd make fun of, so, I'm going to stop.

 

 

-stops-

  

Unravelling Truth
May 16th, 2003

I think Jill's seriously going to tell Keri about Travis and his cheatingness. I mean, I suppose she deserves to know, but, sometimes I think it's better if people don't know things and this' one of those times.

I'm now wondering if Will was successful in his plot to get with the girl in the band, I wouldn't have otherwise thought so, but, they were talking about her today.

Also, I hate Stephanie and her dating Adrian, it's not even like I'm mad at her, it's more like I'm mad myself. I mean, fuck, why couldn't I have realized he was the better one and made a lunge at him.. Why did I get his email from Arlen and add him Steph's MSN list? Because you're a nimrod. Ah, yes.

Our dinner theatre is coming along nicely, I think I bring a nice ambience to stage with my portrayal of the school slut. It's not even like anyone else is really acting, most of the other characters are just extensions of the actors playing them. And of the, let's say, four people actually acting, I proclaim myself superior to all of them.

 

Oh My God, Oh My God, Oh My God
May 13th, 2003

-spoily-

So, Angel was all like, 'you miss me' and Buffy was all like, 'let's make out' and Spike was all like, 'how could she do this to me' and the first was all like, 'see, what she's doing to you, I think you should kill her' and then the episode ended. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. I can't believe there's only one week left.

Also, Steph is now going out with Adrian. Yay.

That is all for now.

-baps self on head-
Remember to order your buttons nimrod.

 

Damn You, Damn the Broccoli and Damn the Wright Brothers
May 11th, 2003

god_999@hotmail.com has sent me a Marilyn Manson E-Card, which might be cool, if I actually knew who this person was.

I believe that Spike totally ripped off what Angel said to Buffy in Earshot:

ANGEL
There's no comparison. In 243 years
I've loved exactly one person.

Spike in Touched:

SPIKE
A hundred plus years, only one thing
I've ever been sure of. You.

And you're all going, 'what a loser, I don't watch Buffy, I don't care, why don't you write it in the never-read Buffy section.'
And my reply would be, 'because I'm a lazy mofo.'

Also, while I'm on the topic of Buffy:
-------------------

joss says:
(Fri May 9 18:39:45 2003)
 
OKAY! for the first time ever, someone pretended to be me with some measure of success! Congratulations. Here's exactly what came of it: the brass at the WB saw the post, thought it was me, and got wicked pissed off. The fact is, they are still deciding the schedule, and Angel's future is still in doubt. Making them angry at this stage is, shall we say, unhelpful. Hopefully my colorfulness will make it clear I'm me, I don't have time for the usual funny.
----------------
WB people actually read the message board..? Like, get a life. Anyway, we'll know about Angel on Tuesday.

Steph and Chris came over yesterday to play Risk; I kicked some ass again. Although, Chris' 50 somewhat armies in the Congo may've proved to be indestructible if we didn't get really bored of it after 3 hours of playing and decide that I was probably going to win.

And http://www.livejournal.com/~oracular/ because enigmatic was taken.

 

If Only Hitler Had It This Easy
May 10th, 2003

Steph, Susan/Tracilee and I played Risk yesterday all in hopes of world domination, unfortunately only one of us could actually take over the world: IN YOUR FACES, BIOTCHES. They formed an alliance against me, something in which they really shouldn't of done because it prompted me to take the rest of the America's from Tracilee (something which I wasn't going to do until I had secured Australia and lower Asia) and from there I spread like the plague. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

My back really hurts from sitting hunched over the game board for the almost 4 hours it took us to play. And in hopes of having better time, playing, I'm hosting a Risk party next Saturday.. A strip Risk party.. yes..

 

There's So Much I'll Never Know
May 7th, 2003

Here. It's me and Steph discussing the script for our lame-ass dinner theatre*.

Guys that chase squirrels: Are you retarded? What exactly prompts you to chase an over-grown rat? Even you caught it, what would that prove? The fact that you're dumb enough to touch something that is probably covered in disease? I hope you die.

*Explained below.

 

You Get What You Give
May 5th, 2003

Is now the title of our lame-ass dinner theatre which can't even be called a dinner theatre, because.. whatever, it sucks. Fuck.

 Harry Goldfarb from Requiem For A Dream
Be excited, you're Harry Goldfarb! Though your
heart's in the right place, those drugs really
mess you up. You steal from your mother, feed
your girlfriend's habits, and don't have the
sense to shoot up in another arm before you
lose the one you're using! You need to realize
that chasing the American Dream will get you
nowhere but in a prison hospital.

Which Sexy Movie Drug Addict Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

I should have realized that taking the Which Sexy Movie Drug Addict Are You, would give me nothing but a depressing result.. He is sexy, though.

..I didn't order my buttons, the thought didn't even cross my mind until I looked at this page.

Will stood beside me today, there was chemistry.. What? There was.. There was.
(How was that for a good Steph impression..?)
And I can't help thinking that I've used the wrong form of "there", let's see:
There
Their
They're
Seems to be right, still looks wrong.. Oh well.

God, I hate having crushes on people.. It's (almost) demeaning.

Also, check my blurty -wonders how many times she's plugged this already- for stupid posts (I'm trying to save the good stuff here). I hate having two things to update, it's annoying, I'd just drop the site, but, it's like my baby.. I can't, besides, I'm thinking of making a comic section where I make funny stuff.. huh, huh.. c'mon you know I'm funny and you know you'll like my funny stuff, you want it. Bad.
I guess I should also mention that Steph gave me a LiveJournal code (yay), but, I spelled enigmatic, engimatic (it was late), so, I'm waiting till I get my code, then I will invite myself and spell it the right way (I know what you're thinking: genius) and then I will experience all things LiveJournal. Anyway, after I get my code from the next one (two weeks), I will post here, and one lucky person will get it.. assuming anyone actually reads this bullshit.

 

..I really want those buttons.. I will order them tomorrow.
-promises herself-

 

It's Raining; I'm Happy
May 4th, 2003

So, I think I'm going to order my buttons tomorrow:

  

I also for those of you who haven't read my blurty, me and Schtephy are going try and enter next Monday's (the 12th) song fight (So Aggravating). Here's what we have so far:

  

It's pretty basic, my dad's downloading me a synth, so we'll see what we could do with that.

Anyway, I had the weirdest dream last night (maybe not the weirdest):
Steph and I were at the Fort Garry (it didn't look like the Fort Garry, though), and we were wandering around when saw this sign, "John K Samson Show" and underneath an arrow pointing towards where the show was. Naturally, we walked over and there was John, talking on his cell to Christine, we were the only one's there for a while so we joked around with him a bit and then Will came in, sat down, we stared at each other and he got up to leave said "Yeah, I am kinda plandfute, aren't I..?" and started laughing as he was walking out (he'd obviously been reading my site... what if he is reading my site.. gawd). As soon as he left, the room we where in literally flooded with people, John started playing and I woke up.
Best. Dream. Ever. (Except for the Will thing, but, it didn't really matter cause I had John).

That wasn't the weird dream, the weird dream consisted of Steph, two girls and me at a bar, and we bump into Ashton Kutcher, Jake Gyllenhaal, Jimmy Fallon and Jack White, we had to pick a partner, Steph took Jack (which was surprising), so I took Jake. We were then in this game show where we had to answer questions, I got one wrong and was all of a sudden being chased by a bunch of guys with guns.. it goes on, but, I don't feel like typing it all out.

 

Fuck
May 3rd, 2003

Make it stop, I'm not cut out to be a woman, I can't deal with these cramps.
-crunches up in agony-
Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I got myself a blurty, as Steph suggested, I find it much easy to deal with than this site, but, every time I go to write something in it, I always feel that I'd be betraying the people that come to my site (yes, I do realize that nobody really reads this except for Steph) and usually end up writing nothing.. I did write a poem earlier, it quite sucks.
http://www.blurty.com/users/enigmatical/

Fuck! These cramps are fucking awful; every time I take a tylenol I end up puking it up, it fucking sucks.

..I think I was supposed to go see X-Men with Steph and people today; she didn't call, perhaps because she knew I was having really bad cramps.. They could've subsided, though.. Hmm.. Maybe they just didn't want me to come..
-gets suspicious-
Whatever, I didn't really want to spend $8.25 to go to see a movie I probably wouldn't've seen if nobody asked me to go, in a movie theatre that was most likely packed.
-remembers LoTR-

I'm aware that you didn't need to read about my cramps.. I don't care.
I'm also aware that I have awful grammar.. Fuck off.

 

 

Archives