Worthless and Weak

There are many things in the world I don't like. Many many many things. But the one thing that I hate more than anything else is feeling helpless when a friend needs me. Knowing that there is something that no matter how hard I want to, how much I feel I need to, I simply can't do anything. There is simply no feeling worse than when a friend comes to you in need and they leave empty handed.

Well, if I go on any more about that, I might start to make people depressed. Which isn't good. And there are other things I could talk about, but I think I'll just go to bed, and get ready for tomorrow. Sleep tight and sweet dreams.

Are there certain people who you seem to run into a lot? Because there's this one friend of mine who I run into a whole lot, and he's almost the only one. I hardly run into any of my other friends randomly, yet this one guy I can't stop from running into.

Now, in the past, there have been people I know who I would run into because our class schedules were similar. That is, we had a class near the same place at the same time. But this is different, there is this one guy who I keep on running into. I do have a couple of theories on this.

Theory number one: Most of my friends aren't too tall, especially the many female friends I have. He is about 6'4, and thus grabs my attention much better than anyone else.

Theory number two: He's plotting to kill me. This is the most likely theory, for a number of reasons. First of all, I can't think of a single reason he would have for not wanting to kill me, while he certainly has many good reason to kill me. In fact, just earlier today, he promised to, and I quote (well, actually paraphrase, but who's checking anyway) "kill you last, little man." Because he wants to kill me, he constantly follows me around, waiting for the right time.

Theory number three: He goes out and about more than any of my other friends, therefore, I am more likely to run into him.

Theory number four: Just a random coincidence thingy, and I'm making too much of a deal out of it.


Well, thats all the theories for you. Its probably a combination of several or all of those. Anyway, night all! Sleep tight, and sweet dreams!

Well, I'm going to procastinate doing several things so I can get lots of sleep and wake up in time to do these things. Well, I might just join a fantasy baseball league, which I will hopefully dominate. But other than that, I'm really not doing all that much. Alright, thats all for tonight. Bed, here I come!

Oh, and check this out!

Monday's monday's mondays. Well, tonight I will definately get a good night's sleep. That is certain. Then, I'm off to face the world. A good nights sleep is an essential part of a day. If you don't start it off the right way, it will screw up your entire day. And, the first part of getting a good nights sleep is to stop writing, and crawl into bed. So goodnight everyone! See you all tomorrow.

There are things I want to do, but I don't know when to do them. So, I guess I'm waiting and seeing. And then who knows? Anyway, these things will likely cost me money, so I guess putting them off might be the right move.

Finally, if you're wondering how my weekend went, just look at this, it explains everything! night!

hello world, how's it going? I'm doing fine, but I fear I'm developnig a
procastination problem. I keep on putting thigns off, and now even things that I've
been doing regularly no problem are starting to catch up with me. For instance, I
just decided yesterday that I didn't want to write a blog entry. This, if you are a
regular reader here, is an odd occurance, becasue I update the blog almost every day.
Now, there is only one way to deal with a problem like this, more discapline. Which
means joining the army. I mean, ummmm, lets try something else first.

Anyway, I've got several ideas here. First thing is that I need a routine in order to
get my life in order. Lately, I've been getting odd sleep, and not going outdoors
enough, and other stuff, and I'm really screwed up. So, I'm making some changes
around here. First off, I'm going to start exercising more. This will lead me to
become more tired, which will make me sleep better, which will thus make me less
tired. Funny how these things work, eh?

Anyway, regular sleeping habits will hopefully make my life better. If not that,
nothing short of hard work and/or determination is going to help me. God save me if
it comes to that. Anyway, if I can get into a routine of working hard and benig
proactive, I will be unstoppable. Or at least, I'll be closer to becoming a
contributing member to society.

In other news, I'm trying to do a little more for this webpage, and hopefully I will
actually do those things. Tomorrow. Anyway, night all! Sweet dreams!

*Groan*.... They're upgrading the server, so I can't post this?! Wha!?!! Oh well, I
guess that I'll just have to KILL EVERYONE!!! Or maybe I'll wait. Or maybe you'll
never read this. Who knows? I don't, thats for sure.

Its late, so I should go to bed.

And I will quickly. There's just other stuff I want to do. Maybe I'll wait for tomorrow to do it.

Anyway, my little brother is up for the weekend, this will be so much fun!! :) :)

And I might be coming down with something. I hate being sick. Ugh.

Me: you're one misunderstood guy, Seth

Seth: Nope, I'm just stupid.

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Luke: What time is it?

Seth: Time for me to rip your heart out, Luke.

Luke: What the hell are you talking about?

Me: Seth, you're starting to worry us.

Seth: Starting?

Dave Csinsi: I'm not really here, but the author decided to include me for some strange reason.

Shawnya: You totally wrote my name wrong.

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Seth: You wanna know the secret to getting a girl?

Me: No. NO! I don't want to know. Let me explain why: If there is something out there which can get you, of all people, one girlfriend, let alone five, it must be the most powerful thing in the universe. And, if it falls into the hands of anybody other than the stupidest person in the universe, (you), it will surely cause the destruction of everything that is good and holy in this world.

Seth: So do you wanna know?

Me: Ahh, why not?

Seth: blah blah blah blah:

Me: Seth, that made absolutely no fucking sense whatsoever. You must have been dropped on your head as a child, multiple times, by the doctor who tried so very hard not to deliver you.

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Me: So you have to be stupid to use this?

Seth: No, I had to be stupid to come up with it.

Me: I really don't need to respond to this, in order to make it funny. But I will anyway.

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night

So, I go to Bible study with Todd tonight. While looking for him, I hear a high pitched voice yell out "Garrett!" I thought to myself "that voice is much to high to be any female I know, it must have been Jon." Indeed, it was Jon, sitting at a table with Melissa, Sylvia, and Anna. So, we talk for a while, until I finally go out to meet with Todd. So, we have the study, and then afterwards we go to the Wendy's downstairs. So we were talking, when suddenly, I see a familiar face. It was none other than Ted, who also went to Wendy's. So introduce Ted to Todd, and start talking with Ted. He then mentions that that my old roommate, Nick was just upstairs. Now, I haven't seen Nick for a really long time. So, we talk for a long time, about his life, about mine, about stuff and things and more stuff and more things, etc etc etc. Anyway, he's such a great guy, very very very cool. Anyway, he's doing great, which is awesome!

Anyway, I just love running into people at random. It rocks.

In other news, I'm a cool dork. Well, at least I was.

Finally, and most importantly there are only two valid excuses for not going to this site:

a: you have a slow connection.

b: you are Dan Olsen, and therefore don't need to.

Also, see pictures of the big storm, for all my readers who don't get snow. View them at my page. I'll make a photo essay out of them eventually, but till now just go to my main page and click on the damn links.
And I will have a review of the movie Leviathan eventually.

Since its painfully obvious that I'm not getting any work done, I might as well write for my blog. Today was yet again a busy one. For the second day in a row, we didn't have school. Yay! So I got up good and early. Or not. But, there I was, hanging out, playing video games. Then, Melissa invites me to dinner at Uno's at 7. At about 5:45, Ciania invites me over to her place, to just hang out. So I go there and hang out for a while. Then, as 7 is rapidly approaching, I say that I'm going to dinner, and that Ciania and Debbie (who were already there) are welcome to come along. So, Ciania decides to, I invite the birthday boy Seth, but he doesn't go right away.

So, Ciania and I go over to Melissa's, return Steffy's flashlight, and meet everone there. Except I forgot to introduce Ciania and Steffy (slipped my mind). So Steffy goes "who's that?" But anyway, as we were waiting for food, Seth comes into Uno's with a girl. And so I'm thinking "I wonder if I've met her before." Nope, just somebody he randomly ran into on the street. Funny kid that Seth. So then most of us go to Jon's place afterwards to watch a movie, which I will be reviewing, hopefully. Anyway, so a lot of funny things were said, none of which I remember. Why can't I remember anything?

Anyway, I really want to go to bed, so I'm just gonna say goodnight. See you guys tomorrow!

Now, before I start my blog entry for the day, I would like to explain stuff first. If you don't understand my sense of humor, you might find it offensive. First of all, I don't want to poke fun at anybody or the already bad situations that they are in. Hopefully, you'll be able to look back on this in the future and laugh. Ideally, you'll be able to laugh at it now. Secondly, my humor can at times be self-depricating. So, when I make fun of the fact that I can't spell your name, take it as a comment on my spelling ability, not your name. Finally, I will apologize for this whole paragraph, as I'm sure that you really don't care. But if you do, just IM me and I'll remove anything that offends you from this post. Unless you're Luke Jones, in which case you're screwed.



It is coming. It will destroy us all. Millions will die. Thousands will be stranded without food or clothing. Hundreds will lose keys in snowbanks. Hide your children. Don't go out. Cancel school. Cancel work. Cancel everything. Go to your nearest grocery store and buy all the remaining bread and milk. This Febuary, its the apocalyptic Armageddon of a snow blizzard storm, Naught Three. Starring Christopher Walken, Diane Keaton, Billybob Thorton, and Mike Piazza as the snow plow driver. A Columbia-Tristar picture. Produced and directed by Francis Ford Coppola. Don't get left in the cold.

So, every time there is a storm, everything around here panics, and the news makes a huge deal of it. So today we got a pretty damn big storm. Big enough to cancel school for two days. My plan for the day was basically to sit back and do nothing, and enjoy the piece and quiet. Didn't happen. So, this is my story, and I shall tell it.

So, the day starts as most monday's should (but don't). I get up early enough to get to my 9:15. So, I watch TV, looking for weather news of the impending storm. At about 9:10, I decide its best to leave, and I go out. So, I go there, and no professor. So, I wait, and wait, and talk about leaving with some people. I was just about ready to leave, when the prof finally walks in. Then, we are given a survey by a Criminal Justice guy. Then we take a quiz, and then talk about stuff. Eventually, we leave.

So I don't have another class until 2:50, so I figure I'll pretty much vege out for a while. Then I say to myself, "I should go give Sylvia the books she wanted." So, I pack up my bag with books, make the trek over to her place, and then give them to her. So we talk for a while, I make her laugh a bit. And eventually I decide to go home. Thats good deed number one.

So, I'm back here waiting, playing computer games. So, of course Luke is there, as are Seth and Nate. All hanging out, doing our normal routine. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. Who could it be? Why, its the person I helped find keys for earlier. Her name is Ukrainian. Well, its not like her parents said "lets name her Ukranian." I just assume that her family is from the Ukraine, and they gave her a traditional Ukraining name. Now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this. Other than the fact that I can't spell the name. Or pronounce it. So, I'm just gonna say that her name is Xianeeyoe. I thinks thats not spelt right. Furthermore, you can pronounce it any way you want to, and it will all be wrong! But anyway, back to my story, see. So she comes over, I assume to thank me for helping her out the other night. So I think to myself "see, if you do enough good for other people, eventually somebody starts to appreciate it." So, she thanks us, and then asks us if we could move furniture for her. So, because I strive to be a gentleman, me and Seth go up to help her. So, after much cursing and engineering and Feng Shui, (which is also a Ukrainian word), we move furniture. Yay!! Good deed number 2.

So, afterwards, I get her AIM screenname, and we chat for a bit. But, things settle down for the evening, and I begin playing Final Fantasy. Now, I'm doing a miny-game which can be very frusterating. So I'm playing and playing and playing. And failing and failing and failing. Half the time the computer cheats. Half the time I screw up. Another half the time (it might be good if you used Ven diagrams to figure this out) I am put into a situation where I just couldn't win. So, finally, I'm doing it perfectly. Everything is going exactly right. I only have one more thing to do, and.....

my phone rings. Now, normally, I would be happy about getting a phone call, I get so few of them. But, this time I let it ring. Finished the game, then got the phone. It was our old friend Steffy. It appeared that somebody promised her that he would meet her at Ruggles station and walk her home. Now, I won't give any names, but I will give two hints. A: that somebody wasn't Xianeeyoe. Second hint, his name starts with "S" and rhymes with "Beth". So, I agree to go meet her. So I get there, and I wait, and I wait, and I wait.


Now because its a blizzard the likes of which we haven't seen since the Isrealites were in Pharo's land, there weren't many people at the station. So, I'm there, alone, at night. So, I'm kind of nervous, but not too nervous. After about 15 minutes, some guys starts yelling at me. Now, if you're ever in a city, and somebody starts yelling at you, the intelligent thing is to not make eye contact, and hope they go away. This guy didn't. But, he introduced himself to me, and told me that he was stuck and needed two dollars for a gas can. Now, I normally don't give out money on the street, but it was a pretty fucking bad storm out there. So, I gave him the two bucks, and he was on his way. But he seemed really happy that he got it, and I would too if I were stranded in Boston. Good deed number 3.

Then, I got Steffy and walked her home. Good deed number 4. There, she shows me all the things she got for valentines day. She got a flashlight, lots of candy, and season three of the original Batman on DVD. The flashlight will come into our story later again. And, I'm sure that sometime in our future, the Batman DVD will as well. So, we hang out for a while, and then.... There is a knock at the door!! Oh wait, that already happened. Now, ummm...
The phone rings!!! It was none other than our good friend Melissa, calling on our other good friend Jon's phone. So, she and Steffy talked for a bit. Then, I guess that Jon asked to speak to Steffy. Steffy then thrust the phone in my direction, and asked that I pretend I was her. So, I try to make my voice as low as possible and we had a bit of a conversation... enjoy:

Jon: Steffy?

Me: Hello. Umm, I have a cold. Thats why my voice sounds different.

Jon: Sounds like quite a cold.

Me: Yeah, I think I'm gonna die soon.

Jon: That would be very bad.

Me: No it wouldn't. I'm only Steffy after all.

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well, there was more after that, but I'm not gonna bother giving it to you. Anyway, eventually I go home. And, as I'm walking up stairs..... I hear a knock at the door!!!

Umm no, but I do run into none other than..... Xianeeyonue. She said "we're going to play in the snow. You will come with us." So, I basically said to myself "I really don't want to do this. But I know I'll have fun if I do." So I went out, tackled people. Killed civilians. Threw snow in faces. Did lots of that groovy stuff. Then, we had about twenty people inside for hot chocolate. And people played Vice city. And did stuff. But eventually they had to leave. Of course, because Dschxxi--auoi-ni12ujee lives in our building, she didn't leave until later. When finally she decided to leave, she came across a small problem of sorts. She couldn't find her keys.

So I think "it'd be much easier looking for keys if we had a flashlight. So I got a flashlight, and we looked for keys in snowbanks. Now, if you've never looked for lost keys in a snowbank, you don't know what you're missing. Now, you may say to yourself "I sure wish I would lose my keys in a snowbank, so that I can look for them." Why, fret no more! Becasue you really don't need to lose keys to look for them. Just go to the nearest snowbank, and look for something. You'll actually have a higher chance of finding keys than if none were lost in the first place. But anyway, its loads of fun, and it basically brings me to right now. So, night all, its incredibly late, and my feet are still wet and cold.

And, as soon as it seemed that the weekend came, it was gone. Weekend's go really fast when you don't do anything. And, unfortuneately I really didn't do anything today. Always next weekend, eh?

But onwards and upwards! I need to get through this week first. What new challenges will I face? What evils will I encounter? Who knows!! One things for sure: Trebla will go about seeing that I have a miserable time, and its up to me to stop him! Wish me luck!

But my actual day? Nothing of any significance happened. Well, not to me anyway. I played lots of video games, and did stuff. Not too much else. I can't wait until it gets warmer out, because then I'll be able to go outside without dying of hypothermia and getting severe frostbite across 90% of my body. Thats never fun. So, come on spring, I'm ready for you, and your green trees, and fresh air. Outdoor sports, walks in the park. The chirping of birds. I guess I'll have to wait until June to see those things though. Oh well, at least I have the internet and cable!! Woot!! Alright, I'll see people tomorrow, unless you all turn invisible, or I accidentally poke my eyes out. Night!

Well, I don't really have much to say here, so I'll be short.

First thought is, I really like dreams, dreams are nice. I'm gonna go dream real soon, but I really enjoy them.

Secondly, there's nothing quite like being nice to other people. Eventually, it will pay off. And knowing that you made somebody else happy is great in and of itself.

Thirldy, I'm glad that the Sox finally have Kevin Millar. We now have 3 first basemen, all of which I think are good. But we can only use two at most of them in any given situation. However, its nice to know that we have a litte backup in case of injury. Anyway, night all, and sweet dreams.

Well, valentines day is now history. Its over and done with. Which means that I am free to get a girlfriend, and I won't have to buy her anything until christmas! Or her birthday, whichever comes first. I mean, why get in a relationship right before Valentines Day? Whats the point. But anyway....

I've done good things for people two days in a row. And I think both people were nervous, confused and slighly frightened by my actions. So, I guess I've learned a valuable lesson. Never do anything for anybody.

So anyway, I'm tired, which is good. And I'll go to bed, and wonder if I'll have the same weird dreams that I had yesterday? I never knew you could fit that many people in a helicopter. Or that a girl could be that dumb. Or that Norm had a career after Cheers. Anyway, see ya later!

Happy Luke Jones Day!!! Especially if you happen to be Luke Jones!!

First, a few facts about Luke Jones day. It was started in the year 1287 by the Scottish King Regibald IX to commemerate the life and accomplishments of Luke Jones. When Archbishop Ferdinan XII of Bohemia was running for Pope, he needed the support of Archbishop Angus of Scotland, and agreed to encourage the tradition throughout all of Europe in exchange for the support of Angus. As such, it became a tradition througout much of Europe. During the Age of Exploration, as Europe created colonial empires and trading companies throughout the world, the tradition of Luke Jones day went with them. Often, cultures blend Luke Jones day with their own traditions, and each culture has different interpretations of Luke Jones day.

Today, Luke Jones Day is an international event celebrated by over 4 billion people, and is practiced in every country, except Uganda, which outlawed it in 1926 due to the incredible riots and looting that accompanied it every year. In Japan, Luke Jones is portrayed as a goofy, clumsy Samurai who always loses battles. In parts of Scandanavia, children are told that if they don't eat their dinner, the giant polar bear Luke Jones will eat them as they sleep. Every February 12 Mexico, immediately before midnight people hang small chicken bones in their windows, to ward off the evil spirit of Luke Jones. The city of Lagos, Nigeria has a giant festivile every year to celebrate the coming of Luke Jones. In Dutch, they leave candles in their windows to guide the spirit of Luke Jones home. Numerous movies, TV specials, SNL sketches and Homestar Runner cartoons have been made about the Day.
But on to my celebration. A few weeks ago, my friend Steffy took a picture of me for a class she has. Eventually, she developed it, and gave me a 10x8 print of it. Now, a while ago, my friend Luke Jones had a blog entry that went something like this...

"And now a history of Seth's roomate Garet (sic) and I -> There isn't one. Sorry to disapoint all of you who were expecting somethig profound. He's just a guy with cool ideas that I borrow giving him little or no credit. But he's cool like that. Seth thinks that I Idolize him. But seriously is it really considered Idolization just because I copied his blog design, and I'm constantly going to frisbee just to hang out with him, or because I have a signed picture of him on my wall? "

Naturally, I've been wanting to get him an acual picture of me for quite some time. And now, I have the chance to. So Seth and I went out and bought a frame the other day, I signed the picture, and all we needed was a chance to give it to him. And what better time to give it to him then Luke Jones day? Then, earlier today we went out and bought Steaks to eat, some chips, a cake and some rootbeer. YUM! Then we managed to get Mickey to come over, everybody shouted "Happy Luke Jones Day" to Luke as he walked in, and we all had a good time. Ate the traditional steak 'n' cake, and then because Luke wanted to, Seth managed to find a copy of "Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey," and we watched it.

Now, because its Luke Jones day, I think I'll give you our favorite Luke Jones moments...

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Me: (jokingly) Dude, you missed out on some extreme cartoon porn!


Luke: (sarcastic) Oh shoot!
later....


Luke: Hey wait, I've seen that before!

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Luke: They're all male; they're genetically perfect!

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And of course, who could forget the infamous...

Luke: Dutch, like that's a real country

Seth: Ummm, Luke. Dutch isn't a country.

Luke: It isn't?

Night all, see you tomorrow!

Yet another boring day. Not much happened. My resolution this week was to go to both bible studies. Didn't happen, but it wasn't my fault. Todd cancled it because he was sick. Anyway... that means I'm relieved of all responsibility. Anyway, tomorrow I've got a few classes, and then only one more day until the weekend. WOOOO!!!

But, in case you haven't noticed yet, this blog changed colors! Black! And, I'm changing some colors in my main web page. So enjoy it all! YAY!!!

And secret plan #2 has ran into some issues! Grrr....!!!! Hopefully, I'll be able to figure out a way around them. Or just wait until the summer. Hmm, maybe not. But secret plan #1 is alive and well, and we're just waiting for the right moment, which could happen any time at all! So beware, because we are plotting against one of you as I speak!!!

Night!

To bed, hopefully I won't sleep through classes tomorrow. Its too late right now, but I'm giving in while I still can.

But on to other news, secret mission 1 is almost complete, we have everything ready, we just need to execute it. And we need a wity saying. And we need to keep it secret, which might be a challenge. And I need to refrain from sitting on the things. But, should all these things happen, the secret mission will succeed.

So, its on to secret mission number 2!!! This one more devious and evil than the first!! I might update you on both of them.

Finally, Seth came in a few minutes ago. And soon started complaining that he lost his cell phone, which he had with him when he came in. So he looks for it for a while, and can't find it. So I, feeling nice, call him up, and we hear a ringing from somewhere in our room. Eventually he finds it underneath a giant pile of clothes under his bed. How it got there I don't know at all. But thats Seth for ya.

Anyway, goodnight.

But wait! First a funny quote, to be told in play dialouge format. Enjoy:

Seth: You haven't heard of nudist colony yet.

Luke: Please don't tell him. Please. Please Seth, please, he still respects me.

Seth: blah blah blah blah, nudist colonly, Luke, blah, Luke said he went to the Nudist colony website, blah blah blah.

Luke: (red in the face)

Me: If it makes you feel any better, Luke, I've been to that site as well.

Seth: No way, you don't even know about it.

Me: Yeah, www.nhnude.com. I've been there.

Seth: How did you know about it? Really?

Luke: He was going by State.

Hmmm... it appears that I have nothing much to say right now. Once I find my little book though, I'll be able to write things down again. OOOOHHH!!! I just found it. Alright, here we go! But anyway, if I can't think of anything to write soon, I might just have to go to bed now, without saying anything.

Well, tommorrow, I'm going to do work, classes, and then go to CSU, because I haven't been there for two weeks. So I guess my weeks resolution will be to go to both that and men's bible study on Wedsnesday. Umm, tomorrow my secret project should hopefully reach conclusion. The only thing that I can really tell you about it is that I AM PLOTTING AGAINST ONE OF YOU!! Furthermore, if I haven't told you who I am plotting against, then I am probably plotting against you!!! So beware!!! Anyway, after my secret plan is completed, I can write about it, and do stuff to the web page. And if Luke would ever get his act together, I might be able to do something.

Well, thats about all I have to say, except perhaps to mention that I have indeed worked on my story some more, and hopefully I won't run out of things to say. Well, goodnight!

Well, another day, another attempt at writing a story. Well, this time I don't think I'm gonna succeed. But I'll try anyway, see how long it takes for my story to die. But, who cares, eh?

Anyway, ever see an away message that's like "Blah, blah blah, you know who you are," and then wonder if you're the person they're speaking to. Now, one may say that if you're wondering whether or not it applies to you, it probably doesn't. Now, this may be a reasonable approach to solving this problem. However, I am not confident at all that it will work. So, whenever there is something that says "you know who you are!" I feel like I've done something wrong. So stop doing that, yeah, you know who you are!

The year is 1999. Television has adapted to mandkinds violent nature.

Gameshow remain the most popular television shows, and one is more violent, and more popular, than all others.

Smash TV.
Why wasn't 1999 really like that. Oh wait, it was.

Well, its time yet again for my bloggish activities. So, I got home today, completed my secret mission (which I will tell you about in a few days, but it must remain secret for now). Anyway, so, I'm home, and at dinner my little brother is telling my mother about the Flaming Lips, and how they're a great band and everything. His main point, if I remember correctly, was that they are "surreal." Now, that could be considered normal behavior for my little brother. But then he goes and holds up a chair above his head and says "look mom! its surreal!" Eventually, my mother tells him to put the chair down, and then he leaves. Was I worried? Nope. Should I have been worried? Definately. He comes back wearing his pants and his sweatshirt backwards, with his hood up so it covers his face. "Look, I'm surreal!" Now, that should normally be enough. Its not. He then went on for a while and started talking about how he loved having the back pockets in front, how they were so much more convienient for holding a wallet. After a while, he started talking about how pants were invented that way, and somebody somewhere switched them around, so everybody now-a-days wears pants the wrong way because we're told to. Is that frightening? Not neccesarily. There are many many weird people in this world, I just happen to be related to one. The very very scarey part is that within 10 minutes, my brother got me and my dad wearing our pants backwards.

So, I've come to a conclusion. My little brother needs an older brother in the house to set an example for him. Only a few weeks after I left for college, so that my little brother was alone, he dressed up as a Robot and made a sign that said "No more municiple complicity" He then proceeded to march around the neighborhood, until he was stopped by the police. I'm not making this. I couldn't make this up. So this year, my older brother, having just graduated from college, was with him a lot, and I guess they hung out together a lot. But now that he's gone found himself a job in California, my little brother is lost in a surreal world where nothing is real, and people wear their pants backwards.

On a closing note, you should all check out my main web page, because I'm writing about baseball now. Hooray for baseball!!!

Sometimes the universe just doesn't make any sense whatsoever. Like when people's away messages change while they are sleeping. What's up with that? Or why a history class would give extra credit for making a webpage from blogger. Haven't figured that out either. Or why a train station named after a BANK doesn't have an ATM in it? I guess I'll never know. And there are some things in life that you just have to live without knowing about. It really helps if you can just accept that you will never really know what is going on in some of the things that happen in the world. You can either accept them, ignore them, or take a risk and try to figure them out. Perhaps there are just some things in life that I will never ever know. I just wish people would be honest and frank with me. That would be awesome. Oh well, if I really wanted to know, I guess I'd have to be honest and frank with them. And I certainly haven't done that. So I guess I really can't complain here. Oh well. Too bad. Peace.

I figured something out today. There are two people, both friends of friends, who are agents of Trebla and make their presence known in my life. They are both women. When I first discovered Trebla, I saw two of his agents lure me into a trap. These two people are both women. Most of the people who I suspect might be agents of Trebla are women. So I have discovered this, Trebla's recruits are women. Why you ask? Simple. Women hate me. Now, you may be able to say "I don't hate you, Garrett," and you might even be able to say that while being a woman. Alright, fine. But can you say it without cracking up? Maybe. But can you say that you like me as a human being? Gotcha!

Why do you ask, do they hate me? I'm not really sure. I have several theories about this.

Theory number 1: Everybody hates me. This includes women. Therefore, women hate me.

Theory number 2: They hate me because I'm beautiful.

Theory number 3: A slight variation of theory number 1. Girls hate everyone. This includes me.

Theory number 4: Girls are inherently different from me. Therefore, they don't understand me. Because they don't understand me, they misjudge my motives, and think that I am trying to do something that I'm not.

Theory number 5: A direct contridiction of theory number 4. Women completely understand that my motive is to get them in the sack, and hate me because of it.

Theory number 6: They are all communist scum. ALL OF THEM!!


Well, there are enough theories right now. I personally think that its the second theory. I'm sooooo beautiful! Women just can't stand it.

Ever think of something that is really profound, and then forget it. And then remember it, only its not quite as profound as you thought it was.

You forgot to tell me that your boyfriend was Ricky Riccardo. For some reason, this was one of Seth's away messages earlier. Now, most of the stuff he does you I really don't know what it means, and I suspect that he doesn't either. However, this away message intrigued the two of us. Seth simply saw it in his list of away messages, and had no idea of how it got there or why it was there. None whatsoever. I do have the strange feeling that I remember it, and remember him putting it up in the first place, but I can't remember anything else about it. So, if anybody has anything to say about this enigma, please do tell me or Seth. Thank you!

Earlier tonight, I thought of something deep and profound that completely summerizes my day and shows a great deal about life and the human condition. I then promptly forgot it. So, in lieu of that, I shall tell you of a near hilarious conversation, in play format. Enjoy

scene, my room. Seth, Garrett, Nate, and Dave are sitting or standing, deep in a discussion.

Garrett responding to an earlier comment by Dave: All the girls I've ever met who are both good looking and nice, are taken. Every single one of them.

Nate: Yeah, teh trick is to get them fast.

Seth: Or you could get them young, eh Nate (in reference to Nate's younger girlfriend).

Dave: That was a low blow.

Garrett: She's in high school, I don't even think that's legal.

Seth: Yeah, its legal.

Garrett: In New Hampshire.

I'd like to close this by saying that it was probably one of those things that you just had to be there for. But trust me, it was funny. Seth especially.

And also, think something profound because I forgot the profound thing I should have said.

Not much happened today. Pretty much the only thing constructive I've done today has been the dishes. And I didn't even do all of them. Oh well. Tomorrow, I will work. Mark my words. As certain as I said that I would have a good friday a while ago, tomorrow I will do work. Today, I go to bed.

Well, today has been a busy day. Good thing that I'm starting to write stuff down, or else I probably wouldn't remember it all. Well, to start things off, today was one of those natural failures. One of those days where not a whole lot seems to go right. In fact, some of it goes wrong. But it wasn't horrible in the way that horrible days are horrible. Like, when you fail a test, get dumped, lose $50, etc. That's a bad day. My day was one of those rare days when things look like they might happen, but don't, or end up happening in a rather different sort of way. So it wasn't a horrible day, the best word for today might be weird. Well, lets start it off, at the beggining...

I had one goal and only one goal for today. Getting tickets to the Sox-Yankees games. So, I got up early. My plan was to go over to Fenway Park and buy tickets myself. Of course, in the morning, and late at night, my ambition can be reduced by a lot. So I was like "ehhh, I'll just see if I can order tickets online, or use the phone." Well, to make a long story short, by the time I got through, they sold out all the tickets to the Yankee games. Oh well, I'll just have to go down to the big city and see the Sox kill the Bombers in the House that Ruth built.

But on to other things. So, now that I have something resembling a social life, people ask me if I want to do anything for dinner. Of course, that IM came today at say 5. So I was like, ok. So, I ate with a bunch of people. This was kind of fun. Afterwards, some people were like "lets go over to somebody's place and do something." So, we went somewhere and did something. Or maybe we went something and did somewhere. Well, I think my evening can be perfectly explained by this exchange. Enjoy.

(on our way to my place)
Me: should we get any DVD's or anything?

Melissa: No, I'm sure we'll find something.
(after we arrive, first words Melissa speaks): Hey, turn on the weather channel!

But, thats not the only good quote today. Lets here some more!!

Me: (jokingly) Dude, you missed out on some extreme cartoon porn!

Luke: (sarcastic) Oh shoot!
later....

Luke: Hey wait, I've seen that before!
And, yet even more funny happenings.

I've discovered the best pick-up and break up lines ever!

Best pick-up line: There's one girl out there who I love with my entire heart. Who means more to me than anybody else in the whole world. I would give anything to see her face. But, I'm probably never gonna find her, so I'm gonna marry you instead.

Best break up line: It's just not going to work. You're a girl, I'm a boy, we're just too different.

On to yet more hilarious thingies...

So, me, Melissa and Sylvia were walking down the street, and we saw a mutual friend in ABP with somebody. So we were like "hey, lets all wave!" So we all waived, and the kid looked really really embarrased. So then as we were walking past another restaurant, Sylvia was like "we should wave to random people in that too." We didn't wave to anybody, but Melissa said "hmm, maybe its better that we didn't wave, that one guy looked mad." To which I replied "Hey, no matter how mad a guy is, he'll always be happy to see a cute girl wave at him." Now, immediately after that, Melissa got a look on her face like "I know that there is a punchline coming. It just has to come..." So, after a few seconds, I said in a sarcastic tone "too bad we don't have any of those."

So, we came up to my place, and I guess the term the young 'uns are using today is "chilled." Because I didn't have a great time. But whatever, better than wasting time, eh?

But, on to other things...

Disney exists for one reason and one reason only, to make profits. I have nothing against this, first of all. I don't see why they shouldn't make profits. However, it used to be that Story tellers existed for other reasons. To teach children lessons, for one. Now, today I had the pleasure of seeing an old version of The Little Mermaid. Which, instead of trying to have a happy ending, had an ending which might be able to teach children a lesson. I think that this, in addition to giving a lesson, makes it a much better movie. It actually suceeded in making you think, and give you lessons that you can apply to your own life.

Finally, what I really want is a castle in the clouds. Some place where I can go and day-dream of pirates and flying bears and stuff. Today, I've felt that I just want to go and not be bothered by anything, just be by myself for a while. I've gotten used to not haveing my own room anymore, and Seth isn't a bad roommate at all. But, I just want some place where I can be completely alone sometimes.

Anyway, see you guys next weekend!

What do you mean I'm funny? What am I, some sort of a clown, here to amuse you?

But anyway, thats my first piece of news. SOMEBODY THINKS I'M FUNNY!!!! Wow! So yes, if you think I'm funny, thats great. But what else is great is that you've linked to me! Thats almost as good. So, to the person who runs that page, bravo good chap, you'll get a link from my web page! Horrah!

Secondly, I have an update for everyone about my eternal struggle against Trebla. I have identified yet another of Trebla's lackeys. Last night (after I updated the page, right as I was considering going to bed), I got an IM from my old friend, Seth. (not the new, incompetant Seth, but the old, cool Seth from High school). However, the author of the IM quickly identified herself to be not Seth, but Dina. Now, in the past, Dina quoted a hilarious quote from me, without giving credit to me. This is a grievious injustice against me. Foolishly, however, I did not suspect her to be an agent yet. Then, last night, she claimed that yet another old friend of mine was there. So, I was like "let me speak to him," and she was like "This is my standard, stupid away message. But don't go to bed like you were planning, but stay up for a little while longer because you might be able to speak to your old friend." So I stayed up, and eventually got to speak to a "old friend" for a few sentences. GRRRR!!!!! So, she is evil, evil, evil! Seth, what has she offered you? Israli dancing lessons?

Finally, as to things that happened today. This picture can explain it better than mere words.