Will

So my friend in Virginia, his name is Will. Today's his birthday. At 11:45 in virginia, he's 19. He's a college student. Phi Mu Alpha member in college. He's a blogger at Gryffilion Darkblade, Adventurer, and he is interesting. Having a bad week, but cool.

Evil Plan (tm)!
Your objective is simple: Destroy the Earth.
Your motive is a little bit more complex: Love (Yes, it works)
Stage One
To begin your plan, you must first seduce a famous actor/actress. This will cause the world to slaughter a sacred calf to appease the gods, amazed by your arrival. Who is this evil genius? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in battle armor?
Stage Two
Next, you must obliterate United Nations. This will all be done from a obsidian citadel, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will tremble, as countless hordes of ninjas hasten to do your every bidding.
Stage Three
Finally, you must prepare your opening of the seven seals, bringing about something that's really metal. Your name shall become synonymous with the spice girls, and no man will ever again dare steal your woman. Everyone will bow before your mystical abilities, and the world will have no choice but to whisper your name in fear.

See, I told you I could do it. Now Cody West is no match for me. BWAHAHAHAHA!!! And you could be an conquerer too, ho-ie.

Phfle

Well, It's spring break. I'm going to post this one, no matter what. I've counted eleven times I've typed up something for my blog and decided I don't want to take the time to post. I've hit a wall of blah. I've no gusto for anything. The only things I've actually wanted to do lately was the Pajama Jam at school, and kaischa's failed saturday spring break celebration. That was fun for me, and a party flop. I've been neglecting to skim the forums, blogosphere, my e-mail, watch t.v., hesitant to play card/video/board/mind/anykind games. Infact, the closest to anything I want to do is be with Jenn, and walk/ride around town. My family doesn't trust me to walk, though there's nothing scarier and dangerous then me, and my bike is bro- wait, the back tire is flat. Broken isn't right, as it's been in a state of wreck for years. The gear shift broke years ago. And I can't visit Jenn, no matter how much it pains me. I'm stuck down here. And you know something is wrong when your typing and looking at the ceiling. I'm not even looking at the screen. My mind is racing, thoughts going in a blur. Something I read. Something I want. Someone I want to see, or talk to, or visit. My fingers are typing a second voice, not the one that is my mind, but a second, detatched voice. My mind. Since I went to tehachapi the first time, I have been able to think with both minds. The one that is me, from birth, the one who takes in and reacts. Then there is the one that see's it all, and looks at it. The one who I always relied on to see objectively. Without bias. And I've been ridiculed when I say I can see objectively. Too bad for them. But I've been unable to listen to this voice for just under a year. This town wears on it. Like a file on a bar. I could have withstood it, but Jenn is a catalyst for change. I see this from my mind. Hmm... I can see it with my mind. Odd, I haven't listened to it in a while. What changed all this may have been a recent depression. Oh well.

I'd give a penny for your thoughts, but I don't want to lose the time or money...

I can't figure it out

Your here, when there are better places to be. Like outside. Or sleeping. Or playing games. Or at one of these places.

www.gryffilion.blogspot.com Great guy. He's cool.
www.mofunzone.com Games, Games, Games.
www.tryingtogrok.com Deffinitely a place to go, at least once. Very interesting.
www.rocketmanblog.com It's not like he's a rocket scientist... Oh, wait.
www.littlegreenfootballs.com LGF, for the truth of today.

Or you could dance and sing at the local town convention... NAKED!!! Just kidding.

Funly

Well, Yesterday, April Fourth, was Jenn, My girl friend, and mine one year anniversary. I'm so happy... That's all.

In True Tradition

Like all great news this year, it is quickly followed by bad news. So it isn't bad news outside the Dark Shrine. But still. It is to me, kinda. Nothing that directly affects the physical world. But Legato snapped, and out of the dust I was the leader. Not by choice, either... But it hasn't died yet, so I can't be too bad.

I must be going nuts.

All I want to do is post songs... Does that make me a loser? I doubt it.

Saliva- Always
I hear, a voice say "Don't be so blind"
It's telling me all these things, that you would probably hide
Am I, your one and only desire
Am I the reason you breathe, or am I the reason you cry

Always... always... always... always... always... always...
I just can't live without you

I love you, I hate you, I can't get around you
I breathe you, I taste you, I can't live without you
I just can't take anymore, this lack of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door and now I'm done with you

Done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you,done with you

I feel, like you don't want me around
I guess I'll pack all my things, I guess I'll see you around
Its all, been bottled up until now
As I walk out your door, all I can hear is the sound

Always... always... always... always... always... always...
I just can't live without you

I love you, I hate you, I can't get around you
I breathe you, I taste you, I can't live without you
I just can't take anymore, this lack of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door and now I'm done with you

I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you

I left my head around your heart
Why would you tear my world apart?

Always... always... always... always...

I see, the blood all over your hands
Does it make you feel, more like a man?
Was it all, just a part of your plan
The pistol's shaking in my hands and all I hear is the sound

I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you
I breathe you, I taste you, I can't live without you
I just can't take anymore, this lack of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door and now I'm done with you

I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you
I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you
I just can't take anymore, this lack of solitude
I pick myself off the floor and now I'm done with you

Always... always... always...

Hmm.... Perhaps I should write out kitty cats and applesauce... Or not.