friendku #1

Vile, evil Levi
Guile pile of fail denial
Rapid not vapid

pretty short for five months

This blog has risen! It has risen indeed.

Since last posting on here, I've done the following:

-Put in work at school
-Lost my job
-Changed my diet significantly
-Turned 21
-Drank a lot (as in an empty lot. as in, volume.)
-Nurtured a Scrabble obsession (as in, am being brought to my feet by)

Anyway, life is still hard like it always is. I will likely post at length on some of these topics soon, so stay tuned and in tune, loony toons.

Mountain Kind

GOT PROBLEMS?
OLD UNUSED FURS LAYING AROUND?
SEVERAL SEVERE SITUATIONS TO SEVER YOURSELF FROM?

The best way you'll find to flay the grind is to join the mind of the mountain kind.

They live on mountains, and on sizable hills.
Their hair is unkempt, they know no contempt.
They grow hair behind their knees.
Some of them can turn into animals.

I'm leaving soon to seek them out, and join their number.

Consider: you probably won't have an opportunity like this again.

Oof

I'm surprised that I haven't posted in a while, but I've somehow been sort of busy.

Well um, upon reflection the past couple weeks don't yield obvious time consumption culprits, so maybe I spent more of that time in hazes of love, drugs, self-mutilation, and insanity than I care to admit or remember.

But whatever, I'm still working on the 'cast and the days are moving towards being cold at a good rate.

I just wanted to share this because I found it to be pretty interesting.

This is unbelievable.

My mom just told me that at the clinic where my Aunt Diane is a nurse, they are offering prizes to whichever nurse can get the most people to book another visit. The top prize is a 52 inch plasma screen television.

WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!$@*%^!#@%(#$&

She said that now when the nurses get a call from someone who has a sore throat, instead of asking them how long they've had it and telling them to try something simple before they come in to see someone, now they just tell them to come in for an appointment no matter what.

This is completely morally reprehensible, next time they tell me to come in I am going to wonder why. Is it so that the nurse can win a prize?

The old battleaxe, my mom, said she might tip off the press, and if she doesn't I definitely will. This is wrong and it should be illegal.

It is really difficult to record things and then listen to your own voice.

Also, I really need to move to Asia, for like a hundred different reasons, most of which will be clear after I am dead.

ode to millie OR silly millie OR a relationship needlessly hilly: millie

So my family got a dog a little over a year ago and it is named Millie. It is a female Teddy Bear and I've never encountered a dog who was more of a bitch in the truest sense of the word.

I say that because it likes everyone in the family except me, and even past the family it is generally a jerk. I've never met a dog like it, one that lives in perpetual xenophobia and won't let anyone pet it. The way I describe it to people is as "a dog bred to sit in a rich bitch's lap."

I would like to think that is a fair description, but I might have had a hand in its disposition. When the family got it I was not pleased. I'm allergic to most animals and emotionally ambivalent to their existence unless they're being raised to feed me. So after we got it and it became established that it lived in fear of me, I actively played a demon in its life. I would chase it and try to catch it, I would take advantage of it being on a leash to force it to let me hold it, I would make noises at it and generally behave in bizarre ways toward it, and I would stare at it and show it my teeth. I didn't give it a fair go really, but now I'm trying to rehabilitate my image and our relationship.

My former fantasies focused and fixated on feeding my foe a fatal fig, but lately looking at the lady lead me to longing for love. (Also, accept an alliterative apology.)

So I've been trying to be less scary, even if the picture above was a forced pose. I think it is starting to warm up to me, it doesn't run into the other room every time I flinch anymore. Haha, once it is stupid enough to let me pet it I'm gonna catch it and eat it.