American Cities That Best Fit You: |
80% San Diego |
65% Honolulu |
65% Portland |
60% Austin |
60% Denver |
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
A Whale's Vagina
Quitters Never Win
Your Taste in Music: |
| 90's Alternative: Highest Influence |
| 90's Hip Hop: Highest Influence |
| Alternative Rock: Highest Influence |
| Heavy Metal: Highest Influence |
| 80's Alternative: High Influence |
| 80's Rock: High Influence |
| 90's Pop: High Influence |
| 90's Rock: High Influence |
| Adult Alternative: High Influence |
| Classic Rock: High Influence |
| Gangsta Rap: High Influence |
| Progressive Rock: High Influence |
| Punk: High Influence |
| Ska: High Influence |
| 80's R&B: Medium Influence |
| Hair Bands: Medium Influence |
| R&B: Medium Influence |
| 80's Pop: Low Influence |
| Dance: Low Influence |
| Hip Hop: Low Influence |
| Old School Hip Hop: Low Influence |
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Sold!
Blair Kristoffer Hartman's Aliases |
Your movie star name: Slim Jim Robert |
Your fashion designer name is Blair Daleville |
Your socialite name is Shithead Shelbyville |
Your fly girl / guy name is B Har |
Your detective name is Shiiiiiiiii Shelbyville High School |
Your barfly name is Hostess Cupcake Lemon Schnapps |
Your soap opera name is Kristoffer Counselor Row |
Your rock star name is Lemon Head Cancer |
Your star wars name is Blaowe Harfuck |
Your punk rock band name is The Longing Vagina |
I'm also Addicted to Boobies!
You May Be a Bit Histrionic ... |
 Dramatic and over the top, you crave attention. And you'll do anything it takes to get noticed. You love to be seductive, even when it's inappropriate. If you're ignored, you're easily hurt ... and act out even more! |
Monday, April 18, 2005
Poetry
It's been a really long time since I've written a poem
I need a title for this one.
Um.
I don't even know what to write about. I usually just start writing and let the poem...come...all over my face.
Alright.
That's not My Wallet
By Blaire Hartman
My wallet is black
Just like the nutsack
Of the man who took my wallet
I'll probably never get it back
He just grabbed me by the ear
And tossed me in the basement
I tried to have a beer...
That's all I'm writing right now.
I actually wrote more than that.
I didn't put the rest in here because I found it far too offensive.
I saved it on this computer guy, though.
It gets a lot funnier, I swear.
I'll write a (Censored) version tomorrow.
Or maybe I won't.
I don't know what to do.
I need a title for this one.
Um.
I don't even know what to write about. I usually just start writing and let the poem...come...all over my face.
Alright.
That's not My Wallet
By Blaire Hartman
My wallet is black
Just like the nutsack
Of the man who took my wallet
I'll probably never get it back
He just grabbed me by the ear
And tossed me in the basement
I tried to have a beer...
That's all I'm writing right now.
I actually wrote more than that.
I didn't put the rest in here because I found it far too offensive.
I saved it on this computer guy, though.
It gets a lot funnier, I swear.
I'll write a (Censored) version tomorrow.
Or maybe I won't.
I don't know what to do.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Drater Socks
I found my Team America: World Police soundtrack and my Limp Bizkit "Significant Other" CD under some shit yesterday. I was very happy. Stefan and I went to his house, and we saw Lisa and her friend on their bikes. We ate some stuff at his house, and then we went to Terre Haute to see Zach Attack at Rose-Hulman Institute of Technology. We went swimming in the icyness of the pond, and then I said hi to Nick McNeeeleyyte. He didn't seem to know me. We went to some places and stuff. Adam Feutz: Hey, Blair? Blair: Absolutely. It was my eighteenth birthday, so I went ahead and bought some Newports and a Black & Mild. I had fun walking around and being legal. We went up to the place in the woods, and I some really hot ash in my eye. It was alright, that was a bad eye anyway. While we were eating our food--fuck it. That's for an audioblog, yes? Just like that. We went. Some shitty rum. It did the trick, though. It almost did the trick. It did a little bit. At the end, and we left, wait, the guy with Adam Feutz. I don't know who the hell he is. Black guys do fucking crazy things when you hand them vaginas. We ate with Zach one last time. I have left out a few things. It's for the best. I don't want Jesus seeing certain things. You can ask Stefan. He was there. He threw the bottle out the window. We made good time. I got a card and a computer and a printer/scanner from my parents for my birthday.
Here is a list of people who remembered my birthday:
Amanda Brundage
Kylie Dickmann
Stephanie Gahimer
Judith Lynn
Grandma
Some Guy (I don't know)
I wasn't home to talk to these people when they called:
Amanda Brundage
Kylie Dickmann
Some Guy (I don't know)
People who called Stefan on his birthday:
Not Kylie Dickmann
People who forgot my birthday:
People I still love more than Jesus loves his taffy:
Andrew, it's been a long time:
I saw Nance, too. Brandon Nance. I shook his hand, and we had a small chat:
Here is a list of people who remembered my birthday:
Amanda Brundage
Kylie Dickmann
Stephanie Gahimer
Judith Lynn
Grandma
Some Guy (I don't know)
I wasn't home to talk to these people when they called:
Amanda Brundage
Kylie Dickmann
Some Guy (I don't know)
People who called Stefan on his birthday:
Not Kylie Dickmann
People who forgot my birthday:
People I still love more than Jesus loves his taffy:
Andrew, it's been a long time:
I saw Nance, too. Brandon Nance. I shook his hand, and we had a small chat:
Friday, April 15, 2005
Go to L Mister Hat
Lord of the Flies is a smashing and daring novel by the late William Golding. It starts out with this kid walking around after a plane he was riding crashed on an island. He runs into a fat kid, and they run into some more kids. They are all on this island without adults. The first kid finds a conch, and the person with the conch is the one that gets to talk. The kids form two different groups, and they all do things on their own. The kids build a fire, and some of them die. At the end of the novel, a guy shows up to rescue them from the fiery depths of hell. This tale shows just what evils are lurking in the depths of the human soul, waiting to surface when there is no force to suppress them. Blair did not write this. He won’t know I put this in here, because he won’t even bother to read it. He is such an idiot. I’m only doing this because he paid me twenty dollars.
As this intriguing novel begins, we find many innocent boys stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere and not killing each other. Some fear their situation, but most realize that they must create some kind of order for them to live by. They pick a young, handsome boy, Ralph, to be their leader. Jack, another boy, shows distaste for this choice, but tries to hide it from the others. Ralph tries to be a good leader, but some of his brilliant plans backfire all over his face. He tells the boys to gather up stuff to burn, so they can build a fire to create smoke for signaling to passing people that they are there. They collect many good fire conductors, and they get the fire started. As luck would have it, their main source for getting firewood ends up catching fire, and a little boy dies in the flames. One of the boys then decides to see a monster. They call it a beastie. At this point, the boys become scared of their surroundings. This fear eventually drives them to animal behavior.
As time moves forward, the boys start to follow Jack instead of Ralph. Jack uses mind tricks, similar to those of Adolf Hitler. The Jack way of living lacks order. The boys obviously see the reason in this, and that is why they love to follow him instead of following Ralph. The Ralph way is boring and lacks any fun. No one wants to live in that sort of society. These kids know what is going on. As they continue to not follow any rules and have fun, they become more paranoid of their surroundings. Now, you’ve got all these kids, none of which want to go back to the old ways of life, and they all want sun chips. Everyone knows it is no fun at all to put peroxide on a flesh wound. If the wound is left untreated, it becomes infected and ends up killing some children. It is the same situation we see here. It is bad enough that these kids have been for years bombarded by violent movies and video games. Now they have to deal with not having anyone around to teach them what is right and wrong. These kids are all still in that stage of life, the stage where they still lie about who threw the ball at who and who ate the all the staples. This is the part where they need to have the adults there to teach them which of these things are wrong and unacceptable. Without that leadership, it is no surprise that they would completely steer their boat in the wrong direction. We are getting a little off subject in this paragraph. I apologize. Maybe I will be able to rearrange these thoughts later on. All the kids start playing in the water or somewhere else, some run around naked, and they all love to run around and kill things. As all of this is going on, the fear of the beastie grows larger and larger. What started out as something the kids did not take seriously has turned into something they all start to suspect and fear.
By the final week of their stay on the island, the boys have reached their darkest peak. With Jack in charge of the entire group, the . All of the boys run around with their faces painted with blood. The boys kill their good friend, Simon, because they think he is the beastie they have feared for so long. They are so full of fear that they all jump on him and can not even tell that the one they are killing is nothing beast-like. They just pounce on him without giving the situation a second glance. After they assess the situation and realize what they have done, they all decided to rededicate their lives to the lord, Jesus Christ. I made that last part up.
With one of their peers out of the way, they decide to kill Piggy as well. While trying to move a rock, Jack misjudges the path it would take, and it ends up falling right on poor little Piggy’s head. At this point, their behavior can no longer grow any worse. Too many have died, and still they continue to live like animals. It would take many years and many generations to finally create a practical-functioning society like the one from which they came. Luckily, before any more children could die, some men in a helicopter crash-landed and saved them.
The boys had a good experience living on their own on the island. They picked up a great many things they would never have even begun to see as people who did not do that stuff? Golding did a terrific job of showing the true roots of human nature. People tend to look at a peaceful society as the natural way for people to behave. If someone behaves differently, it makes them a bad person. In reality it is the other way around. Non-peaceful people are very good at being what they are. The people who find ways to release anger besides killing other people are only wearing masks. In the real world, killing is the way of life. Live to kill and be killed. Societies that deny this are in denial of what makes them societies from the get-go.
As this intriguing novel begins, we find many innocent boys stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere and not killing each other. Some fear their situation, but most realize that they must create some kind of order for them to live by. They pick a young, handsome boy, Ralph, to be their leader. Jack, another boy, shows distaste for this choice, but tries to hide it from the others. Ralph tries to be a good leader, but some of his brilliant plans backfire all over his face. He tells the boys to gather up stuff to burn, so they can build a fire to create smoke for signaling to passing people that they are there. They collect many good fire conductors, and they get the fire started. As luck would have it, their main source for getting firewood ends up catching fire, and a little boy dies in the flames. One of the boys then decides to see a monster. They call it a beastie. At this point, the boys become scared of their surroundings. This fear eventually drives them to animal behavior.
As time moves forward, the boys start to follow Jack instead of Ralph. Jack uses mind tricks, similar to those of Adolf Hitler. The Jack way of living lacks order. The boys obviously see the reason in this, and that is why they love to follow him instead of following Ralph. The Ralph way is boring and lacks any fun. No one wants to live in that sort of society. These kids know what is going on. As they continue to not follow any rules and have fun, they become more paranoid of their surroundings. Now, you’ve got all these kids, none of which want to go back to the old ways of life, and they all want sun chips. Everyone knows it is no fun at all to put peroxide on a flesh wound. If the wound is left untreated, it becomes infected and ends up killing some children. It is the same situation we see here. It is bad enough that these kids have been for years bombarded by violent movies and video games. Now they have to deal with not having anyone around to teach them what is right and wrong. These kids are all still in that stage of life, the stage where they still lie about who threw the ball at who and who ate the all the staples. This is the part where they need to have the adults there to teach them which of these things are wrong and unacceptable. Without that leadership, it is no surprise that they would completely steer their boat in the wrong direction. We are getting a little off subject in this paragraph. I apologize. Maybe I will be able to rearrange these thoughts later on. All the kids start playing in the water or somewhere else, some run around naked, and they all love to run around and kill things. As all of this is going on, the fear of the beastie grows larger and larger. What started out as something the kids did not take seriously has turned into something they all start to suspect and fear.
By the final week of their stay on the island, the boys have reached their darkest peak. With Jack in charge of the entire group, the . All of the boys run around with their faces painted with blood. The boys kill their good friend, Simon, because they think he is the beastie they have feared for so long. They are so full of fear that they all jump on him and can not even tell that the one they are killing is nothing beast-like. They just pounce on him without giving the situation a second glance. After they assess the situation and realize what they have done, they all decided to rededicate their lives to the lord, Jesus Christ. I made that last part up.
With one of their peers out of the way, they decide to kill Piggy as well. While trying to move a rock, Jack misjudges the path it would take, and it ends up falling right on poor little Piggy’s head. At this point, their behavior can no longer grow any worse. Too many have died, and still they continue to live like animals. It would take many years and many generations to finally create a practical-functioning society like the one from which they came. Luckily, before any more children could die, some men in a helicopter crash-landed and saved them.
The boys had a good experience living on their own on the island. They picked up a great many things they would never have even begun to see as people who did not do that stuff? Golding did a terrific job of showing the true roots of human nature. People tend to look at a peaceful society as the natural way for people to behave. If someone behaves differently, it makes them a bad person. In reality it is the other way around. Non-peaceful people are very good at being what they are. The people who find ways to release anger besides killing other people are only wearing masks. In the real world, killing is the way of life. Live to kill and be killed. Societies that deny this are in denial of what makes them societies from the get-go.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Fuck Scions, but not so Much
After seeing millions of commercials on the TV trying to make the Scion look awesome when it is anything but, I considered adding it to my list of most hated cars. After carefully thinking it out, I've decided to leave it off. It sucks, but not as much as Pt Cruisers and Volkswagen Beetles.
Top ten worst cars ever:
1.PT Cruiser
2.VW Beetle
Fuck those cars.
I fucking hate them so much.
Up yours, Tina Yothers!
Top ten worst cars ever:
1.PT Cruiser
2.VW Beetle
Fuck those cars.
I fucking hate them so much.
Up yours, Tina Yothers!
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Oh My Fuck
I am really hot right now. It's really hot outside, and I just ate a can of really hot Chunky soup. I'm sweating like a homosexual in a Jesus factory. Give me the knife.
I started a dream journal a long time ago, and I wrote in it a few times. I need to start writing in that bitch again. It's like I'm watching really kick ass movies, but I can't ever watch them again. I need to write them down before they leave my memory, so I can look back and make millions of dollars.
I am totally addicted to Gmail. I can't stay away from it. The freakin memory they give you is constantly increasing. I'm not kidding. Follow this link to see it. Go ahead and try to start an account. We'll see how far you get.
Fuck, I'm hot.
You know it's true.
I think I gained another five pounds this past week. That's pretty sweet.
I'm done.
I started a dream journal a long time ago, and I wrote in it a few times. I need to start writing in that bitch again. It's like I'm watching really kick ass movies, but I can't ever watch them again. I need to write them down before they leave my memory, so I can look back and make millions of dollars.
I am totally addicted to Gmail. I can't stay away from it. The freakin memory they give you is constantly increasing. I'm not kidding. Follow this link to see it. Go ahead and try to start an account. We'll see how far you get.
Fuck, I'm hot.
You know it's true.
I think I gained another five pounds this past week. That's pretty sweet.
I'm done.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
G-G-G-Gmail
I just got my own Gmail account.
diskreaderror@gmail.com
email me here from now on
it totally kicks ass
it's way better than hotmail
2076MB
all sorts of cool shit
sean hudson
diskreaderror@gmail.com
email me here from now on
it totally kicks ass
it's way better than hotmail
2076MB
all sorts of cool shit
sean hudson
Long Lived Anna
I got up today.
I shaved.
I played hit the soccer ball with the bat with my brother.
Then we played basketball.
Well, I played basketball with my sister first.
She ran into the house after I hit her with the ball a few times.
Then I had to get some bats down from the attic.
Then I played with my brother.
I had some chicken.
The Kylie thing last night.
You know.
Well, you don't know.
Just pretend you do.
No big deal.
I was licking this green algae stuff in bio on Thursday.
We put it under a microscope and found out that it had flatworms all over it.
I might have flatworms in my stomach right now.
I hope I do.
I don't think that's really a bad thing.
It's more of a funny thing.
I like funny things.
Like Sam's penis.
Shit.
I shaved.
I played hit the soccer ball with the bat with my brother.
Then we played basketball.
Well, I played basketball with my sister first.
She ran into the house after I hit her with the ball a few times.
Then I had to get some bats down from the attic.
Then I played with my brother.
I had some chicken.
The Kylie thing last night.
You know.
Well, you don't know.
Just pretend you do.
No big deal.
I was licking this green algae stuff in bio on Thursday.
We put it under a microscope and found out that it had flatworms all over it.
I might have flatworms in my stomach right now.
I hope I do.
I don't think that's really a bad thing.
It's more of a funny thing.
I like funny things.
Like Sam's penis.
Shit.
Friday, April 08, 2005
Blaire Apple
Miss Couden didn't like my 1,000-1,500 word rough draft today.
Lord of the Flies is a smashing and daring novel by the late William Golding. It starts out with this kid walking around after a plane he was riding crashed on an island. He runs into a fat kid, and they run into some more kids. They are all on this island without adults. The first kid finds a conch, and the person with the conch is the one that gets to talk. The kids form two different groups, and they all do things on their own. The kids build a fire, and some of them die. At the end of the novel, a guy shows up to rescue them from the fiery depths of hell. This tale shows just what evils are lurking in the depths of the human soul, waiting to surface when there is no force to suppress them. Blair did not write this. He won’t know I put this in here, because he won’t even bother to read it. He is such an idiot. I’m only doing this because he paid me twenty dollars.
As this intriguing novel begins, we find many innocent boys stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere. Some are scared, but most realize that they must create some kind of order for them to live by. They pick a young, handsome boy, Ralph, to be their leader. Jack, another boy, shows distaste for this choice, but tries to hide it from the others. Ralph tries to be a good leader, but some of his brilliant plans backfire all over his face. He tells the boys to gather up stuff to burn, so they can build a fire to create smoke for signaling to passing people that they are there. They collect many good fire conductors, and they get the fire started. As luck would have it, their main source for getting firewood ends up catching fire, and a little boy dies in the flames. One of the boys then decides to see a monster. They call it a beastie. This is the point where the boys become scared of their surrounding. This is the fear that eventually drives them to animal behavior. I must quit now because my dad is getting mad at me for being in here.
Lord of the Flies is a smashing and daring novel by the late William Golding. It starts out with this kid walking around after a plane he was riding crashed on an island. He runs into a fat kid, and they run into some more kids. They are all on this island without adults. The first kid finds a conch, and the person with the conch is the one that gets to talk. The kids form two different groups, and they all do things on their own. The kids build a fire, and some of them die. At the end of the novel, a guy shows up to rescue them from the fiery depths of hell. This tale shows just what evils are lurking in the depths of the human soul, waiting to surface when there is no force to suppress them. Blair did not write this. He won’t know I put this in here, because he won’t even bother to read it. He is such an idiot. I’m only doing this because he paid me twenty dollars.
As this intriguing novel begins, we find many innocent boys stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere. Some are scared, but most realize that they must create some kind of order for them to live by. They pick a young, handsome boy, Ralph, to be their leader. Jack, another boy, shows distaste for this choice, but tries to hide it from the others. Ralph tries to be a good leader, but some of his brilliant plans backfire all over his face. He tells the boys to gather up stuff to burn, so they can build a fire to create smoke for signaling to passing people that they are there. They collect many good fire conductors, and they get the fire started. As luck would have it, their main source for getting firewood ends up catching fire, and a little boy dies in the flames. One of the boys then decides to see a monster. They call it a beastie. This is the point where the boys become scared of their surrounding. This is the fear that eventually drives them to animal behavior. I must quit now because my dad is getting mad at me for being in here.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
This Shit's Fast Now...Ah Yeeah
Stefan: I put my other ball in my pocket so I wouldn't lose it.
Blair: I've got one ball in my pocket, and the other one is smoking a cigarette.
Stefan: Yeah. I was that much AHEAD of you.
Alex: Blair, if you would've had an erection, you would've beaten him.
Blaire: Yeah, I could've just pole-vaulted that last stretch.
Blaire: Hey, Shannon is running.
Stefan: Yeah.
Blair: I hope she can count laps.
Stefan: Haha.
Bleward: Haha.
One of the Parents: Alex.
Blaire: It's because he's a dick.
Will Brunner's Mom: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Blair: Hey.
Stefan: Fuck you.
Blair: Fuck you.
Stefan: ...
Mr. Lux: We're studying plants.
Blair: Is that what we're studying?
Mr. Lux: No. We're studding animals.
Blair: Oh.
Mr. Lux: ...
Stefan: It's not a frog, it's an amphibian...fuck you!
Monday, April 04, 2005
Dry Ice
You Are a Husky Puppy |
 Sweet, affectionate, and docile. But when you see a cat or chicken, it's kill kill kill!!! |
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Saturday, April 02, 2005
I'm a Farmer
You are a Modern Renaissance blogger.
Your blog is about nothing about
everthing all at once. This is not to say you
don't have your own particular style, it's just
that part of that style is not limiting
yourself to one particular topic. This is your
blog; you'll write about whatever strikes your
fancy. And why not? Some of your favorite
blogs, like Crescat Sententia, seem to be doing
just fine without a unifying theme.
What Kind of Blogger Are You?
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Friday, April 01, 2005
Sweet Tits
Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male |
Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female You are both sensitive and savvy Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve |
Such a Long Time
You Will Die at Age 55 |
55 Not bad, considering your super wild lifestyle Want to live longer? Try losing a few bad habits. |
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