How I Spent My Summer (Working) Vacation (Vacation)

This summer has been a blast. I have been on vacation from my life as well as my blogging career. Here are a few of the gems you have missed out on.

I hung out with the guys. Nick is on the left. Randal is in the middle. And Jimmy is the lazy one on the right.

Randal left after I scared his dog and made her run into a door and then caused her to piss on the floor. It took Nick almost no time at all to get his pants off.

I also taught some bad language to some animals. If you can't make out what this character is saying, I can only do this for you, "I want your dick . . . That's a mouthful." Now, I only taught him every word up until "dick," mind you. The rest was all him. These video games are getting smart.

Not two minutes later did I witness my brother (Brandon) on top of my sister (Ashley).

Then I kissed a French guy after our race.

I Had Another Day

I woke up today. I finished some Tucker Max delectables. Kylie called me. I got a hair cut.

Kylie pretending to know how to read.

Kylie pretending to know how to cut hair.

I got some of my old socks from Stefan and left my present socks there.

Uncle Bread

Everyone hates Shawn. I think that's funny. It's especially good when he talks to his girlfriend on the phone and she calls him fat and he cries like a little emo cunt.

Hello.

"I voted Google; now my teeth are white as can be."

I just found out about this. It's so easy and awesome. I just want to try it out this one time, and I'll probably never use it again.

L

This poster would be a lot better if it was a picture of a catholic priest.

Bride of Chuck Norris

If Chuck Norris died and ended up in a doll, we'd all be fucked.

Chuck Norris is most likely the most popular 65-year-old on Earth right now. Carlos Ray was born March 10, 1940 in the small town of Ryan, Oklahoma. He is a blackbelt in Tang Soo Do as well as everything else you can think of. He is a 6-time World Karate Champion and was on "The Best Damn Sports Show Period" last night.

He traded Chuck Norris knowledge with everyone.

Everyone laughed and had a good time.

He has the whitest, most beautiful smile.

When the show was over, he killed everyone--even Stefan's black wife.

Going Back to Schoolio

If you want to have a glance at me, I'll be back in a couple of weeks for Tyler Walker.

But I'll let you know when I get there.


Love always,
Blair Christopher Michael

I've got to do this so I can get back to making new friends on the TV.

I was bored last night/this morning, so I decided to read every single available entry in my blog.

Then I decided to change how I was wearing my hat.

Then I laughed and had a good time.

Then I threw up.

Then I noticed there was someone in the wall, taking pictures of me.

And then I said goodnight to Andytheheck.

And that was my night.

Finding Emo

The title comes from a good convo I had with my good friend last night. I'm gonna put it in my other blog when I'm done with this.

I'm home for Christmas. My mom says she wants to take back some of the gifts she got me, because she found out I don't believe in God. This had got to be at least the eighth time she's found out. I don't know why she has to be such an idiot.

I went Christmas shopping with Stephanie and Emily the other night. I saw a lot of people there.





I left my retainer at school. I hope I'll be alright.
I get to start taking creatine again today. I'm excited about that.

Fuck SNL. It isn't funny anymore. I don't watch it anymore unless there is going to be someone good hosting. It would be a lot better if it was just that person. Cane Cook and Jack Black are much funnier than they look on goddamn SNL. There are only a few castmembers who are funny. The rest just suck. Most of the skits they do are just fucking stupid and need to be rid of. If we kill everyone who sucks on the show, and replace them with dancing Nintendo controllers, we'd be in good shape. I'm just saying.

I went to a swim meet yesterday. It was really early in the morning, and I didn't want to get up early, so I just didn't go to bed. There is a really sexy girls swim team this year. I'd have to say Nathan is the sexiest of them all. It was a good meet with lots of laughs and sluts.


Brandon sat here with Stefan once before.

After the stuff happened, we looked at the constructions of the high school.
The library.

Stefan and Nick Allen.

The hallway and student center.

Library. The computers used to be along that wall.

Here is the little room where the Mexicans used computers.

Student Center

Monkey Bars

Wall

Hole on east side of student center.


Well, that's all I really care to talk about. Except for telling Rob to give Aaron Cherry the benefit of the fist in the jaw when he was simply considering to give him the benefit of the doubt when he decided to be sick all week.

I'm Hungry, and Home Alone 2 is On

I guess I'm just tired.

I think I might have a phobia of doing serious things in English. Because I just can't seem to take it serious. Ever.

I've had this assignment for like three weeks. I've been meaning to do it seriously all this week, but I spent most of that time sitting in front of my computer, dreading having to do it. So I started working on it about three hours before it was due. And it wasn't serious at all. And I loved it. When I delivered it to my teacher, I took off in a hurry, so I wouldn't be there after he saw how funny it was. It was cold outside. I have a hole in my shoe. My toes got numb. I'm satisfied with that. As long as I pass the class.


Then I went Holiday caroling for the dying children with my agnostic church group.

This Jordan

"Boy Meets World" playing "Norm" in episode: "Band on the Run" (episode # 2.8) 11 November 1994

Happy Birthday Volk

I just saved calories by losing thirty-five points in English.

Look

Cpt. Pudsong, AT&T

Update!!!!

Ladies and gentlemans, we got him!

I'm on the left, and Sean Hudson is on the right.

It may sound weird to yous, but two people I know have birthdays todays.


Sean Hudson should be turning twenty today, but I don't know if he will. He sometimes changes his mind on that one, so it's anybody's guesses.

I hope to have a good picture of him to add to this soon.

Blaine's Hat

And that's the end of that story.

Tom

This post is far from done.




Hi. I'm Blaire. This is a picture of me about eight months ago. I am holding some awards I got for my accomplishments throughout the cross country season. I am not that small anymore. I now have a nice layer of class-4 armor. My hair is now a great deal shorter as well.




That's my brother, Brandon Kyle, on the left with his tennis participation award. We are lying on the cafeteria floor at our school.




I'm here with my family.




Blaire, Alex Miller, Zach Fox, done running the race guy, good job.




Coach man was quite proud of us that day.




Stephanie and I were supposed to dance, but Stephanie acted like she needed to talk to me about something, and she just said that because she didn't want to dance, because she can't dance, so we just sat down, and she started talking about some stupid shit, and Lindsay Conner took a picture and gave it to me at school the following week.




I got this guy and a keychain. And guess what. I didn't even want one of those fuckin XXXXXXXXXXL t-shirts, so suck my balls.




I was counting some tallying some freshman survey stuff for Audrey Brown in squib (our school's yearbook) the other day, and I came across this guy. I thought it was pretty funny. Do you see it? It's funny.




This is from the senior packet we had to fill out for squib. Every senior was asked to fill one of these out. I had to make some adjustments to mine before turning it in, so I decided to scan it before i did so, so I could always remember it how it was. The answers I put. I would have gotten in trouble for having them on there. No joke. I kick ass.




Wesley Flemming. Now, there's a character. You probably won't get what is so great about this one unless you know Wesley. As a matter of fact, I saw the responses on this and thought is seemed like Wesley material. I was not at all surprised when I looked at the top of the paper and saw his name. Wesley is a very small little bitch. He has a wonderfully dry sense of humor. I could go on for days, but no.




This beautiful piece of art should really be closer to the top.

So, we were in AP bio the other day, dissecting pig hearts and stuff. While everyone was hard at work, I was fingerpainting...with pig blood. It was fun as shit. I showed it to many people. Most were scared. All were happy to know how awesome I was.




Cross Country Camp, Summer 2003. That is Zack Attack on the left. Jon Lee is in the middle, while I am on the right with my really short hair. You need to recca-nize.

Correction: This picture is from the state track meet we went--it's so fucking hot, I wish my parents believed in air conditioning--to, because Sean Hudson ran and finished fourth (?) in the 1600. He was seeded seventh and we caught about 800 cicaidas in a bottle. They died later on. I kept the bottle in my room, and it started to expand over time. Stefan came over and twisted the lid in my room, and it made the whole house smell like shit. My dad later threw the bottle away. This picture takes place about two years after my original claim. Sorry for the mix-down.



Do you guys remember this? Sectional. Stephanie came. She was just plain bad luck.

I just thought of something funny:

-do you have an umbrella?
-yeah, let me get it

I spent most of my time over there, talking about Lees and their penises and other good stuff.

Danny Nuthak bought Stephanie some popcorn, and they fell in love and had sex on the bleachers.




I ran. Josh is over there too.