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Tuesday, May 21st, 2013

Time:1:59 pm.
You're traveling to another dimension (But only until you get all that adventure out of your system. Then it's back to your hometown.) Another dimension not only of flapping and honking, but of SNORF CHEW CHOMP GLUGG GLUGG GLUPPP!!! A journey into a boring, suburban town whose boundaries are only that of its author's limited 1950s point of view.

Your next stop, The Foob Zone!Collapse )
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Friday, February 29th, 2008

Time:9:07 pm.
Let's do the Horah!Collapse )
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Wednesday, March 21st, 2007

Subject:I made a music video...
Time:10:43 am.
Mood: blah.
Check it out:

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Monday, March 5th, 2007

Subject:I'm the luckiest person in the history of people!
Time:11:46 am.
Mood: exuberant.
Back in January I sent John Lasseter a birthday card. Yesterday I received an envelope with a letter from Pixar AND an autographed picture! I GOT AN AUTOGRAPH FROM JOHN LASSETER!!!! AN AUTOGRAPH!!!!!! This is the greatest thing to happen since I met (And got an autograph) from Annie Potts!!!

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Monday, February 26th, 2007

Subject:Crush Story
Time:11:24 am.
Mood: cranky.
Today I saw my crush from sixth grade to ninth for the first time in over two years. Now I can't stop thinking about him. What the heck is wrong with me? I've barely given him a second thought since I was a sophomore. Even if he walked in right now with a bouquet of roses and asked me to the movies down on one knee, I'd say no (Picky, aren't you?).
There are too many bad memories attached to this guy to ever have a relationship with him. Too many hurt words and circumstances beyond our control to even be friends again. Once upon a time he was one of my best pals. Then I fell for him hard. We probably would've gone out, if not for a jealous best friend spreading rumors about us and the fact we both were too immature for anything beyond friendship.
I regret nothing other than trusting Melissa (Bitch.). I was eleven and too young for a boyfriend. I know that now, but at the time I was envisioning a house and two kids with him. Stupid. You should have been studying.
I chased after him for the next three years (So did Melissa. Again I say Bitch.). But by the summer between ninth and tenth grade, I was tired of this endless game of cat-and-mouse. We weren't even speaking to each other. And so I gave up. Crushed on other guys. Went out with one (Didn't work out. He was more of a buddy than a beau.). After graduate, I saw him once or twice at college, but I never gave it much thought.
Then today I passed him on the way to class. Now he's on my mind and I'm tempted to remove him with a crowbar. I don't even want to date right now! This is my time! In ten years or so, I'll probably be tied down with a husband, a job, and kids (And hopefully a dog. I really want a dog.). Now is the time for ME ME ME! I get to be selfish and devote my time to what I want. ME!
I know you never forget your first love (If that's what you want to call it. What does a sixth grader know about love anyway?), but this is just one part of my life I wish could stay buried.

Dustin, Dustin, fly away home.
Melissa is on fire.
And my love all gone.
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Friday, February 23rd, 2007

Subject:Bluth pt. 2:
Time:6:35 pm.
Mood: content.
Ok, I know it wasn't fair for me to blame Judith Barsi's death for Don Bluth major suckage in the past twenty years or so. But you notice right after she died, he stopped making darker, more serious films and switched to sugarcoated crap on a stick? How do you go from 'The Secret of Nihm' to 'Rock-a-Doodle'? From 'The Land Before Time' to 'A Troll in Central Park'?
The sad thing is Bluth's made way more bad films than good. I can tick off four good films, three made before 1990 (I haven't seen 'All Dogs' the whole way though; I wasn't allowed to see it as a child, but from the clips I have seen, it looks like the darkest thing Bluth's ever done.).
I probably could've sat through 'Titan A.E', but Drew Barrymore's so miscast, everytime I hear her, I want to pull out my hair.
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Thursday, February 15th, 2007

Subject:Barsi died and took the best of Bluth
Time:1:27 pm.
Ok, that's not really fair. Don Bluth already had two good films under his belt before he cast Judith Barsi as Ducky in 'The Land Before Time.' And ever since she died, it seems Bluth has spent the rest of his career looking for a character as cute and appealing as Barsi made Ducky.
Some of Bluth's films have had as many as ten 'cutesy' characters (See Rock-A-Doodle and Thumbelina.). These sickly sweet sweeties make "Hello Kitty" look like punk rock. Not mention they're just plain annoying. Every film, every time (OK, I haven't sat through Titan A.E. yet. The miscast Drew Barrymore makes me want to pull my hair out every time I hear her.). Even Anastasia, the closet thing Bluth's gotten to a masterpiece since LBT, had Pooka, the big eyed adorable puppy. Bleh.
I'm sick today, so I'll finish up this article another time. My head is clogged and it's making it difficult to write coherently.
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Friday, December 29th, 2006

Subject:Sadaam's dead...
Time:10:30 pm.
Just found out that Sad Man Husseiny has been hanged. So long and good riddance, Butt Head.
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Thursday, December 28th, 2006

Time:5:54 pm.
I don't think I'm going to college next semester; I'm so burned out on school. There's an adult living program out in Carbondale that I've signed up for; don't know how it'll last, but Mom said I can't go to school and go to Carbondale. I will go back to school next fall, God willing, but right now I can't even think about college without feeling tired.
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Monday, December 4th, 2006

Subject:Damn storms...
Time:6:43 pm.
Mood: apathetic.
Giant ice storm on Thursday. Our power (And pretty much everyone else's) went out. We got ours back an hour or so ago. I'm at Dad's working on a project, or rather waiting for my damn partners to get their lazy butts in gear and email me their stuff like they should have weeks ago. Cross your fingers.

The town's still a mess; branches and power lines everywhere. We lost the little fir tree next to our trailer. It's split down the middle like a banana peel. The sun melted a lot of the ice, but there's still chips and slush everywhere. I like stomping on ice chips; they make 'crunch crunch' noises like glass.
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Thursday, November 16th, 2006

Time:11:37 am.
Mood: amused.
For Better or For Worse is like a trainwreck, or Fear Factor. It's awful, it's cringe inducing, and yet you can't look away. Blame my Mom who's been a FOOB fanatic since before I was born. I've literally grown up with the characters; my Mom has every book. Unfortunately, the FOOBs have jumped the shark. For about a year or so now, with limited exception, I haven't been able to read the strip with rolling my eyes and/or gagging. Fortunately, I've found a LJ group who share my feelings. Since I can't talk to my Mom about how I really feel about her favorite strip (She makes excuses for the characters' and their asinine behavior.), I'm free to nitpick and groan and gag with a group who see the characters for who they really are.

After being assaulted last year (The Lynnions refuse to say the dreaded "R" word"), Liz has finally been subpoenaed to testify against her attacker. Instead of treating us to the usual courtroom drama, we get to see Liz and her rescuer/high school sweetie/stalker, Anthony sit out in the hall until they're ready to be called in (Which will probably happen after Easter at this rate.). Divorcee Anthony has shown (via thought bubble) that he still cares for Liz and wants to hook back up with her. Sweet, right? Annnnttt! Wrong! You see, Liz has a boyfriend (A really cute one I might add), and Anthony's not really in love with Liz. He's in love with an idealized version of Liz; he doesn't really know her anymore, he still thinks of her as the girl he dated in high school.

So in honor of today's script (Which features a very Seussian looking cat), I've written a poem:

Everyone in the real world hated Granthony a lot
But The Lizardbreath, who lived in the Foobiverse, did not
Liz liked Anthony, thought his company was pleasin'
Now don't ask why, no one quite knows the reason
It could be that her head wasn't screwed on just right
It could be that his mustache was glued on real tight
But I think the most likely reason of all
Was that Anthony's balls were two sizes too small

I'm a flippin' genius!
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Monday, November 6th, 2006

Time:12:15 pm.
Mood: jubilant.
Saddam got the death penalty! Saddam got the death penalty!

I bought a paper at school so I could read about it, and because I like saving newspaper clippings. I got the St. Louis Post Dispatch, because somebody at The Belleville News Democrat decided that water tower renovation was a much more worthy headline than the impending death of the most feared dictator in two decades. The Democrat sucks. Their comic section is the pits too. I can deal with black and white, but no Pearls before Swine? The editor-in-chief needs his butt kicked.


Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch! Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead!
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Friday, November 3rd, 2006

Subject:The Spleenster put on a block on the TV:
Time:12:15 pm.
Mood: content.
Things not to say when you're banned from TV (A list by me):

1. Cursing? You're concerned about the cursing? That's ridiculous! There's twice as much sex as cursing!

2. But I'm planning to go as a Desperate Housewife for Halloween!

3. Is this about those 1-900 numbers?

4. But my friends and I have a bet about who can watch the most homicides in a single week!

5. Waterworld's on.

6. Too much violence? Too much violence!? Why, you crazy mook, I'll punch your lights out and...

7. The man on the TV told me to stayed tuned.

8. But I'll miss the documentary on that guy who murdered people and then wore their skin!

9. Paris Hilton has a new TV show.

10. I've decided to donate my life savings to Bill O'Reilly.
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Wednesday, November 1st, 2006

Subject:Rabbit, rabbit
Time:12:35 pm.
Mood: pained.
It's November (No duh). I got to wear my costume after all to a party at the art center which I showed up too late for. I made the mistake of wearing panty hose (which I haven't done since Prom), so now my thighs are chaffed. Ouch.
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Friday, October 20th, 2006

Subject:SWIC costume contest
Time:12:45 pm.
Mood: depressed.
I've had my Halloween costume picked out since summer (I'm going as Daria.). I've spent money on it; I've spent countless hours on Ebay tracking down the perfect green jacket. I've even grown my hair long so I'll look more like her. And today, I find out instead of a party, SWIC's holding contest. For costumes from a different era (Hippies, pirates, princesses, etc.).

I didn't want to win any contest. I just wanted to dress up, eat pizza, and have fun. Instead I'm stuck with a thirty six dollar jacket that I won't even get to wear. Nothing ever works in my favor.

Oh, and I bombed anther math test.
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Monday, October 2nd, 2006

Subject:Lazy, lazy me
Time:12:46 pm.
Mood: lethargic.
I can't figure out what's wrong with me. I feel so unmovitated and lethargic lately. I can't get excited about school or anything. Mostly, I just want to curl up in bed and stay there for the rest of eternity, or until I have to go the bathroom. Whichever comes first. Nothing seems to matter.

Go to a therapist, you say. Well, I been to a therapist. In fact, I've been to more than I can remember, but they all end up dumping me. Megan the Ugly Unreachable Lethargic Aspie. That's me.

I'm in the Success Center at school right now. There's a black guy sitting next to me with his head stuck in earphones. He keeps waving his hands like a gangsta rapper or whatever they're called. It's really annoying and distracting; if he does it one more time, I think I'll scream.
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Saturday, September 23rd, 2006

Subject:I sense the coming of the apocolypse...
Time:8:36 am.
Mood: tired.
Just checked out 'Neurotically Yours'. And I think for the first time since the Foamy 'toons were nothing but music that Foamy doesn't curse. Not even a simple 'Hell'. The most offensive thing he says is 'crap.' This new cartoon is so mild (I hate that word. It reminds me of soap. In my mouth. Bleh.) I could probably show my Mom.
Of course, then she might want to see more, and I'd have to show her more, and that would just open up a whole can of worms and I'd get my computer privileges restricted to the point that all I can view is DisneyChannel.com! Whew.
I mean, it's bad enough that the Spleen Head has taken away 'Mad TV'. I sure don't want him peeping over my shoulder when I'm at the computer anymore than he does. This is why I have a Live Journal, complete with indecipherable password. To make even more sure that he doesn't get in, I haven't told him where my blog is located, or that I even have one. All he knows is that I have a 'computer journal', which could mean anything from Livejournal to Microsoft Word. Of course if I were to put it on MW, I'd put in on my bedroom (Internet-less) computer. I don't like the idea of having my journal on MW anyway. Not enough privacy protection.
Paronoid? You bet I am.
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Monday, September 18th, 2006

Subject:I can hear again!
Time:8:35 am.
Mood: hot.
I kid you not, I've been half deaf for the past couple of weeks. My mom made an appointment with Dr. Norman (Or as I call him, Dr. Norman-Bates. The guy's a jerk. My mom says his manner is abrupt, which is just fancy talk for "The guy's a jerk.") so he could flush out my ear, but last night, she sat me down and squirted warm water and hydrogen-peroxide in my bad ear.
Suddenly everything was clear as a bell and Mom was saying, "Ewww!" A ball of wax fell out of my ear into the tub. Mom says it was the size of a jujubee, while I think it was about the width of a dime. Whatever; for three weeks, I haven't been able hear diddly squat out of my right ear, and now I'm back to normal!
I'll never take my senses for granted again.
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Sunday, September 10th, 2006

Subject:Whoa! How long has it been since I updated?
Time:3:43 am.
Mood: thoughtful.
I can't believe tommorrow is the fifth anniversery of 9/11. I don't think there's been one day in the past five years I haven't thought about it.
I remember everything: Where I was, when I found out, the feelings of shock and dread. It's like it happened yesterday and a million years ago all at the same time.
I guess this is my generation's John F. Kennedy moment. Will I still feel the shock in ten years, lessened but still shocked? Will my children understand? I hope not; I hope they never find out what it's like to watch the world fall apart.
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Tuesday, August 29th, 2006

Subject:Leaving in two days...
Time:5:57 pm.
Mood: hungry.
Vacation time. I wanted to go Meramac Caverns again, but of course my opinion has meant diddly squat since the Spleen moved in, so we're going to Lake of the Ozarks. Oh joy.
I requested that we go fishing, but of course, it was my idea so it probably won't happen. I saved the page for Missouri fishing licenses; Mom said that she'll talk to Gene about it. That means no.
At least I'll get some reading time. Or does he want to take that away too?
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