I now have a new profile image: Megaman doing the head-bang!! How cool is that?!

My hair is turning grey. And it's not just the occasional grey hair due to stress. My hair is turning from blond to silvery and I'm only 16. I kinda like the way it looks, actually.

My older cousin just started working for Nickelodeon Studios, and, as a favor to me, the next opportunity she gets, she's going to spike Butch Hartman's coffee with sodium pentothal and ask him when Danny and Sam are going to get together!!! And the best part is, he has to answer truthfully because sodium pentothal is infallible!!!

I was deep in meditation earlier today, and suddenly, I started seeing numbers, arranged in various equations. A few hours later, I met one of my wife's neighbors, and guess what? He's a mathematician!! Coincidence? I think NOT!! I'm finally reawakening the ability that the social contract took from us!!

I've finally discovered the artist and name of the song that plays during the new commerical for "Bionicle: Barraki."

The song is "Creeping In My Soul," by Christine Lorentzen.

I am going NUTS!! I've been trying to find the name of the song that plays during the "Bionicle: Barraki" commercials for 3 weeks, and I've had no luck whatsoever!!! What do I have to do to find out the name and artist of the song? Sell my soul to Satan?!

I believe that before early humans wrote the social contract, man was possessed of a kind of intuition that gave him knowledge of the world around, and even glimpses into the future in an ESP-like manner. I have dubbed the early humans who could do it findsmen, and through meditation (and maybe a little shock therapy), I hope to reteach myself to do what church and state have taught us to repress, and in turn teach others to do the same.

I took Regina to see the doctor yesterday, and the doctor ran some tests, and we learned something earth-shaking: Regina's not having a baby. She's having TWINS!! I couldn't believe it at first, and when it finally soaked in, I almost fainted. Regina actually fainted. The nurse caught her in time, so no worry.

Here is a brief summery of the situation of me and my wife, Regina:

It all started a hundred and something years ago in Scotland. There were two families: Clan McDougal (Regina's family) and Clan Spence (my family). The Spences invited the McDougals over for dinner one night, and a special meal of haggis was made for the McDougal's patriarch. Unfortunately, my great-great-granduncle didn't check to see if the sheep stomach was fresh. the McDougal's patriarch came down with food poisoning, and died in the hospital a few days later. Enraged, the patriarch's son, my wife's great-great-grandfather, beat my great-great-granduncle almost to death. This caused bad feelings between our families that would last even when my great-grandmother immigrated to Canada. Fortunately, since the McDougal's elected to stay in Scotland, the feud never really escalated beyond weekly hate mail to each other. My grandmother moved to New York and married my biological grandfather, who died when my father was just a baby. When my father married my mother, my grandmother got together with them and talked about how their first child (me) could be used to heal the century-old wounds. So, contacting the McDougals as soon as my mother was pregnant, it was arranged that the McDougals would also have a child, and, if it was the opposite gender of me, we would be married as soon as we were judged to be suitably in love with each other (how they came to this decision is beyond me). We saw each other several times growing up, and since I was told from a young age that she would be the one I would marry, I never was interested in other girls. A month or 2 ago, she and I saw each other again. She had blossomed into the single most beautiful girl I have ever seen. We spent time catching up, and I found all my feelings for her changing from the child's crush I had been raised to have into true love. I told her this, and she felt the same way. It was determined by her parents and mine that we were ready, but there was a problem: I am an American citizen, and any marriage I was part of wouldn't be legal for 2 more years. We solved the problem by chartering a fishing boat and having a priest marry us in International waters. I said my vows, she said hers, we kissed, and now we're honeymooning in the Bahamas. After the honeymoon, I'm going to live with her family in Scotland until I'm 18, than she and I will come back to America and get a legal wedding here. I will continue school via an Internet and mail arrangement.

When Woman was made from the rib of Man, she was not taken from his head to top him, nor was she taken from his foot to be trampled beneath him. She was taken from his side to be equal to him, from under his arm to be protected by him, and from near his heart to be loved by him.