Eeeyy there, boys and girls. Didn't think I'd update again, did ya? Well, consider this a rare treat, because most of you haven't earned this privilage. Anyway, I have graduated from the institution of old, crappy facilities and questionably edible food, and I am now have the official title of man to compliment my already great wealth of manliness. Anyway, on to the joke....prepare yourself...........why are retarded people so good at playing the violin? They have the natural movements. Think about it. Now, if you have stopped releasing any and every pleasure from your body, onto the main focus of my point of focus. Xanga is a huge mess of teenage drama that only magnifies the problems associated with people who create problems for the sake of having them. Honestly, who hasn't noticed the trend of people only leaving comments like "I love you! I'm so sorry for you. I know, he's such a jerk. How's it going?" These responses usually follow a mushy entry in which someone spills there guts to generate simpathy and attention for themselves. Are these responses actually helpful or constructive to the person and their problem? No. Never the less, that doesn't stop people from taking issues or concerns that never needed to be a problem, and escalating them just so they can say "I have a problem." And when everyone does this, being the human beings that we are, we must one up the other, causing more gratuitus drama, chaos, and social termoil, all for the sake of maintaining a consistant stream of pointless comments from the same group of people. How many problems have been caused by xanga and the entries people leave on their accounts that should never had happened or could have been completely avoided? We're civilized people. Why don't we take that approach and actually produce something good with xanga? Why don't we stop being so pedestrian with it and show a little innovation and creativity for this otherwise recessive tool?

Currently Gaming Metroid Prime By Nintendo see related

......................... ................... ...................yes.........Yes........YES!.......It is I! Stop the presses, cancel school, suspend all transactions, for I am HERE, and I am NOW. I shall reclaim my place among the greatest web sites of this age of man, and the world will now be a blessed place of innovation and better looking men. To begin my revolution, I shall announce that any copy right violation taken from my xanga can and will be held against you under punishment of my distaste. Next, prom was a romp. I went with a good crowd, had a date I enjoyed going with, and impersonated Mr. Peanut and Mr. Moneybags at the same time. How did I do it? I could tell you, but no one else could possibly comprehend the concept, so I will save you the strain. Anyway, I expect comments from everyone, and I mean it. It puts the comment in the bin, or else it gets the hose again. Well, time to unpimp the auto.....and in case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening, and good night.

Currently Watching The Count of Monte Cristo By James Caviezel, Guy Pearce see related

Welcome back. You are now entering the starwarsfreakguy xanga zone. A place that is only limited by the parameters of perfection, and doesn't recognize the rules of physics and why explosions are painful. You are loosing all sense of time. Your mind is slowly giving into the fluent work of poetry that is my entry, and your senses are helpless to resist my seductive appeal. Your mouth is drooling all over your keyboard, but you are helpless to close your mouth as it gapes at the test that burns into your retinas like sharp caddle branding needles on a fat hunk of beef. You try to click back with your mouse, but the mouse will not let you. It has become a slave to my site, and will never let it be left. You come to find that your leg is on top of your computer, and that this site has become too pleasing to you. Now, you're computer is soiled, and I have just made a profit for every computer repairman in our fine community. Thus is the irony of the zone that you have entered. But, what's this? Even after you have paid a costly repair bill, you find yourself back on this site, finishing this entry. The curiosity is eating away at you, and you couldn't resist. Suddenly, you find yourself reading the joke of the day: A man moves into a house in Minnosota. He lives 3 blocks away from the nearest house, but he feels the need to visit and meet a new face. The red neck greats him at the door, and invites him to a neighborhood party that evening. Anxious to meet his new neighbors, he asks this red neck, "What should I wear?" A grin on his face, the red neck responds: "Oh, nothing fancy. I don't mind. It'll only be the two of us." Now you find yourself laughing uncontrollably. You start hammering the desk atop which your computer sits, and, what's this? You missed. You just realized that you slammed your fist right through your minitor, and our friend the computer repairman is going to thank me once more. But, lo and behold, you return to my wonderful sight again, determined to finish what you have now set your life to complete. But, having not eaten anything for three days in the process of reading this, you have grown hungry, which my mentioning has made you apprehensive of. So hooked on your screen's projections of textual bliss, that you can no longer recognize what it is that you want. Now, you feel great pain, as thousands of bolts of electric current flow through your body, as you have just sinked your hungry teeth into the corner of your keyboard. What are you thinking, as you are rolled from your door step into the nearby ambulence: What must be taken from me to finish this forever and reach the full enlightenment that surely awaits the end of this entry? Not ready to give up yet, you have your attactive nurse roll in a hospital computer, and you find that your tongue is the only protrusion from your full body cast with which to tipe. The dirt of the keyboard fills your mouth, but your brain only pays attention to one thing: The last stretch. You can see the end, and it's close now. Oh, so close. I tell you to buy me lunch at a restaurant of my choosing. You decide to obay. You are helpless to resist. When we meet again, I await that which you owe me. Until then, you are left floating in: the starwarsfreakguy xanga zone.

By the way, I had some really bad lemon pie this afternoon.

Currently Watching Star Wars Trilogy (Widescreen Edition) By Harrison Ford see related

Hhhhuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh. HHHHuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh. Huh..huh...Sorry about that, everyone. I've been trapped in a cave on Mars for two weeks, with my mouth cealed shut, and my fingers in my ears. It took a while to float back to Earth, (the atmosphere gives you one bad ass tan) and I had to dig here from Nam, and it wasn't pretty trying to steal a shovel from their supply depot, let me tell you. Anyway, not that I've explained why I haven't updated for two weeks (and that's the best excuse you're getting,) I'll now proceed with the jokes of the day. BONUS !!!!!!  6 jokes. What do you get when you place a line of chinese people in a strate line? A Chink link fence. What do you have with 3 mexicans, 1 chinese dude, and 3 black people? A srinkler- Spick, spick, scick, chink, nigga, nigga, nigga. Have you heard about the lesbian dinosaur they found in New Mexico? They call it a Licalatapuss. Why did the condum hit the wall? It was pissed off. A 3 legged dog walks into a bar and says, "You shot my Pa!" What does Monica Luinscy have in common with a Coke machine? They both have a slot which says: insert bill here. Now that you are done savuoring a thirst for world class humor, here's the lowdown on my week. I bought an Nvidia graphics card, but it won't install right. We had killer house party on saturday/sunday. We ate until we nearly passed out from cheese dip drunkenness, but it was worth it. I am now 18 (yes, ladies, I'm legal,now) and I don't feel any different, but I got a good haul of cash for my birthday, so at least my pants feel heavier. Im running with cross country every morning now, and I'm actually one of the fastest people. I guess my skilz just keep dragging me faster. I bought Soul Calaber 2, and I'm lovin it. Great game, espcecially the Link version. Oh yeah. I recommed that everyone pick up the Bourne Supremacy sound track. The coolest bass and pecussion action beats ever. Jeff finally returned Resident Evil 4 (arguably the best looking game ever made.) I swear, Jeff, you can't beat a game if your life depends on it. Oh well. We can't all be as super perfect as me. Well, it's been spiffy catching up with all of my adoring fans. Respond and send me as many comments, eprops, and cans of Sprite Remix as you possibly can until I say stop. By the way, I want to know everyone's favorite movies, bands, and soft drinks( no arguements over pop and soda, please!)

By the way, someone needs to make this movie: