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Haha. I'm very funny.

Started writing for rill this time.

Might start submitting things this summer.

I would like to say I will write in here more often, but I just don't want to.

I still hate Nick.

I don't really hate him. I just like pissing on him, I guess.

Now I've got some shit on my arm.

I'm working on a new blog project.

Coming soon (just like your mom).

I beat Kingdom Hearts 2 about a week ago. I think it took about 40 hours.

Need to clean up my hard drive so I can do things again.

Have a few movies and over a thousand pictures I could get rid of.

I think that would help.

I found a guy to produce and sign my friend with the piano.

That means I should be rich rill soon.

Though, now another guy in Chicago who doesn't even have a label wants to sign her.

I'll hopefully get a million dollars or so either way.

Grrr.

That's the sound a bear makes.

No.

Dog.

Bears say Roar.

No.

I think bears can say Grrr.

Link.

Did I say I'm writing?

I had a bunch of dreams last night.

Well, it was more like one dream with waking up every hour or so.

That's what my writing is based on.

This story.

I was an amazing dream.

I wish I could understand it better.

I hope I'll be able to figure it out by writing about it.

I'll write more soon.

I think.

I like writing.

I'm not writing from my computer right now.

I would probably blog more if I had a faster computer.

Hopefully I'll be able to get that shit off there and we'll be back in business.

I'm reading The Chronicles of Narnia and a couple other things right now. Very good.

I wish I could go back to high school English and show the teachers how they should really do it.

I am so much better than I was a couple months ago.

And I plan to keep getting better.

I'll probably evolve into a Raichu very soon.

Mark my words.

As long as I'm around, you're all in danger.

I still need to call Grandfather to wish him a happy birthday.

I'd just leave him a comment, but he won't give me his myspace link.

It was his birthday days ago.

I'll remember to call him one of these days.

I'm talking about Jim.

Not Robert.

Is it Robert?

I think that's right.

People called him Bud.

I don't know why.

My dad says they call him Bud Lite now.

I guess that's kind of a joke.

He's dead, you see.

And I guess that means he has fewer calories.

Makes sense to me.

I'm getting very fat.

When I put on weight, most of it goes to my head.

The rest is in my midsection.

Except for the 70 to 80 pounds of muscle.

That's all in my huge dick, big pussies.

I can't wait for Kingdom Hearts 3, because three Kingdom Hearts games just aren't enough.

This computer works much better than mine, but the keyboard has slut all over it.

I need to wash my hands.

Let me finish.

Who said you guys could order a pizza?

I had to pee a little while ago, but now I'm fine.

I just found out everyone's gay.

I thought that figure sounded a little high, but it's pretty accurate.

This is getting ridicalus.

Bye.

"It's called check mate!"-Bread

Sometimes I get mentioned in the media, and it makes it easier for me to write a blog (something I'm terrible at keeping up on). I can simply link to the article and be done with it. Thank you, cancer.