Last blog was Heartbroken by Aaliyah. Strange how both myself and Jenne did songs by Aaliyah.
Meh, it's a rant. I'm slightly disappointed by it. No drinking, just in case.
You know what I love? No? Well that's because I didn't tell you yet. I love when people stare at me. I dig that to no end. Yes I do drive a Bug. No you don't know me. Apparently watching the road isn't as important as staring at me. And I'm serious about these people not using blinkers. Are bombs somehow attached to the lever and if they flip it they go boom? Mine must be broken or something.
Why do people not answer phones? I mean, ok, sometimes we just cant and we may have no signal. But can you not call someone back? Is that against some random unwritten law? Because EVERYONE I know abide by that rule. I called my dad yesterday and he has yet to call me back. I left him a message and everything. No call back. And don't get me started on Loki's phone. It's like its conspiring against us. I called him, like I said I would. He didn't answer. I called back 4 times. No answer. I left a message, something I rarely do. He didn't call me back I had to call him back!!! Wanna know why he didn't call me back? He didn't check his effin messages because people that he didn't want to talk to called him and he thought it was them. I wanted to punch him. And he has the nerve to get mad at me for not calling him back when I get to my dad's house. Forgive the f*ck outta me for spending QT with father figure and step mama. And then there's my friend Lysa. We call her No-text-back. Mainly because she doesn't text anyone back. She's one of those people that make you wonder why they have a phone in the first place.
I don't like people in my business. If I invite you in, that's fine. But don't call me about some sh!t that does not concern you. Example, my uncle (the one who has no aim) calls me and asks "What are you doing?" Really? You need to know what I'm doing? Well, the whole neighborhood is having a sex orgy party. I'm currently engaged in that. Oh, and I'm downloading porn on your laptop while smoking all your stash. But no worries, what can I do for you. Because the world and all its inhabitants revolve around your ass. He called me another time and asked "Did you get a job yet?" I wanted to respond with: Have you gotten your own place yet? Have you learned to clean up after yourself yet? Have you learned how to wash and fold clothes yet? Hm? Have you? Oh you haven't? That's too bad. Instead, I just hung up on him.
I think you guys have figured out that I don't like him.
Apparently, 3 dollars of gas fills my tank. He gives me 3 dollars to take him across town. I looked at him stupid. I can't even get a gallon with three dollars. If I gave that to the gas attendant he'd look at me crazy. WTF am I gonna do with 3 effin dollars? I can barely buy gum with three dollars and you want me to use that to get gas to take you somewhere? Are you effin serious? You can't possibly be. There's no way. My car does not run on happy thoughts and miracles. Because if it did, it still wouldn't work. I'm so damn pessimistic...
The question was asked on Yahoo if The Dark Knight was too dark for kids. I couldn't stop laughing. May I be a big Batman geek for a second? The Joker is in it. NO SH!T IT'S TOO DARK! Don't mistake me, I have not seen it yet. But if they portrayed the Joker the way he should be (and if by any indication, Heath Ledger's death says he did a good job) the movie should be banned. The Joker is the same SOB that kidnapped a bunch of newborn babies and killed a woman for trying to catch the baby he dropped. Shot her in the head. The Joker is probably the worst of all comic villains. And I love him. He's sick and twisted and has no regard for human life. He doesn't even come with a catch. He's just insane and does what he wants. My brother and I have come to the conclusion that Ledger OD'ed on sleeping pills because he couldn't sleep; he lost his mind in the role. I'm done being a geek.
I was gonna rant about something else, but I forgot :oops: Maybe later.
Happy hunting. ;)