| This Xanga name is ass! It has to be changed! The suckage is so great
that it has to be done NAO. Or tomorrow. So I'm going to sleep now;
I'll waste my time with this tomorrow.
Okay I lied. I'll make a new one when I have enough free time.
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Whoa. The national signal for choking just changed. People
should recognize this new sign and use it if they're choking, to alert
anyone who can help them (Heimlich Maneuver, etc.).
The old signal was to put both hands around the neck as shown here.
The new signal for choking looks like this
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| What's the opposite of Christopher Walken? Christopher Reeve.
(RIMSHOT!)
R.I.P. or something.
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Explanation for those that keep asking: Christopher Reeve can't walk. Thus, he's not Christopher Walken.
And "rimshot" is the that badum-CHING thing they do on a drum after a joke.
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Andrew vs Pink Shirts
Men who wear pink shirts are gay. That's all there is to it. They
aren't comfortable with their sexuality--because if they were--they
would realize that straight men don't need to remind people that they
are comfortable with their sexuality by wearing pink shirts.
I hear that being different is cool nowadays. Maybe that's another reason of this pink-wearing fad.
I know that I'm degrading a lot of people with this entry. Yeah this is just cynical Andrew
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| What is Andrew going to write about today?
The spinner says to tell you all about my day
Angelia's 16 party was yesterday. It was a lot of fun. I wish
I could do stuff like this more often, but I have too much work to do.
I don't really like being unproductive because it makes me feel bad,
but I'm glad I was out of the house for once. There were lots of people
to meet, mainly freshmen girls that I thought were juniors or
something at another school. Marcus and I were lighting lots of
stuff on fire and throwing stuff into the lake. Sorry if you guys find
pizza, ice cream, balloons, and beer bottles there tomorrow morning.
<_< >_>
We watched Eurotrip later at night. The movie would have been just
dandy without the naked dudes in it. *trembles* I guess it just HAD to
balance with the amount of chicks in the movie.
I got a ride back to Millbrae from David. His car is absolute
pwnage. I stopped at that terrible death-hole of a hangout--the one they
call Quickly--to get a drink. I hate going there, but it's a cool place
to be at night, I guess.
I really wish I had brought my camera. The day was sooo fizzun. Yeah, fizzunnnn :D
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