Today I discovered my friend, confidant, and fish, Bubba the Pacu, belly up at the bottom of my tank.

I am sad. Near heartbroken.
Bubba was a psychotic fish. Paranoid to the extreme. And possibly suicidal. The other night he jumped out of his tank. He seemed to be recovering. His water pump clogged when he ate no more then one mouthful of food. If he hadn't of eaten that one mouthful, I would have taken all of it out and fed him today. If he had intended to die, he has succeeded.

This is the final straw.
I am ready to move to texas at the end of next week, now.

As I write this, I am most illegally (by USA statute) drunk. I my parental units already know, though that's a wrath I'll face when I wake (hopefully soberer then now).

First things first: This blog is my last sanctuary against the plebes...

Second: My apologies to any I offend... Unless you are diametrically opposed to what I've said so far...

Third: I've defended my friends, without fail, and without prejudice. I've taken up their slack and sacrificed my honor...

And where is my reward? A woman to love? Neigh. Riches? Neigh. Loyalty of my peers? NEIGH. Such is my fate, but when I am drunk? TO THE NETHERS WITH MY HONOR, for none honor me when I babble...

What this is meant to say us FML.

HOLY HANNAH, 100 POSTS

Okay, so, normally this thing is like a major event in a blogs first or second year, their 100th post.

But I like to mix things up by not posting for stretches of time (spanning years) and that is no joke. I probably have one of the oldest remaining blogs on Blogspot. Well, not really, but it feels like it.

Man. Last post was in Oct. Since then, we've been... blessed... ugh... With the Obama/Biden team of... problem solvers... solvers... no... Causers, I guess, thinking that just agreeing with every greedy lib politician and making it seem like a good idea would work? Blame it on Bush! Do it! Just... God... Leave my country. This is the land of freedom, not fascism. The land of prosperity, not politics. I have to live in this country long after the baby boomer control freak politicians leave. I have to deal with the deals and policies made today long after tomorrow has come and gone.

I don't even feel comfortable being patriotic this month. I'm so... galled at what's happening.

Anyway, I'm going to try and start updating regularly (how many times have I said that?!) now and I might even try free range blogging. WiFi hotspots and all that jazz.

Okay, kids and kittens, sleep well.

HOLY HANNAH. It's been... FOREVER since my last post.


Jeeze. Okay, recap.

Obama FAILS the truth test. McCain, at least, is a little more trustworthy.
Palin isn't so bad. Trust me. People can never give me a straight reason not to like her. NONE OF THEM. :( And I ask around.
Then again, Biden isn't so bad. And we aren't allowed to hate old white guys if they aren't republicans. It's like a law or something.

I'm in Sociology and Speech. I'm going to fail my music class. I can't help it. I study, but all the concepts go over my head. At this point, I'm drowning, I'm so far behind in the work, even if I AM studying late into the night when no one else is up making noise.
Music is just one of those things i Have trouble with. Even when I know how to read notes, I really don't. You can't put notes on a page and expect me to play them. So I struggle. Then you have music terms in languages I don't even LIKE. Much less speak. Much less correlate to concepts, considering I think in english. You ever wonder that? What language do you think in?

If you want to learn a language better, start thinking in it. Like, look around and identify it... whatev, off topic.

Shout out to Josh and Jessica Fielder for tolerating me. John too, even if they don't like him as much.

Shout out to Maria, who apparently I don't make feel loved enough. Whatev, girly, go live your life like the wild thang you are!!!

Umm... Shout out to Eric Duvall, Kowaizo, The Mongol Max (same person) for being awesome. Love ya, brohymn.

Family and friends not mentioned, god bless.

I think I"m off topic. Bye for now! (More regular updates probably not going to happen, but gotta try.

So, here we are again. At my blog.

There have been some recent visitors. Some were looking for strange things. Some were looking for porn. Some were looking for me. Well, not many anyway.

I really don't feel like writing anything... this counts as an update, right?

Yeah, I think that, maybe... I missed the Post a Day quota.

Anyway, happy 2008...

So, this is going to be a Laynah style post. Where I just say something about stuff.

Like: Should I take Biology? Do I want to go back into science?

Why are there no law related courses at CCCC:SK?
Why is CCCC:SK so stupid sounding?!

Why have my Watch queries gone unanswered?

Are we alone in the universe?

The answer to all the above questions are: YOU DON'T CARE. So let me tell you something you might actually care about.

I let my subconscious brain do most of the thinking. And it came up with some interesting factoids:

Turns out I could date a younger girl. That is STUPID. I hate my subconscious, X-p

Depending on the state change of the electrons that flow through a noble gas, it might be possible to solidify a noble gas and use it as a super conductive medium. This would then be known as The First Discovery of Keala. Screw my last name, I don't like it much.

I also wondered about the physical manipulation of the human body...
If a person can use a pacemaker, why not manipulate the heart itself through amino-acid based protein chains and surgical restructuring.
Why not find a way to enhance the lung capacity of deep divers.
Why haven't we begun bracing the bones themselves with ceramic carbide splints for special forces, athletes, and extreme-conditions construction specialists?

We can put a rover on mars, but not the bottom of our own planet's oceans? We can genetically engineer glowing mice and glowing celery, but we can't outwit down syndrome? Or develop a bacteria that eats virus'?

I think that perhaps scientists should back of cancer TREATMENT for a few years, and look at cancer PREVENTION. Early warning tests and divine exactly what destroys cancerous or other mutated cells in our body, and the way of reproducing or enhancing our bodies ability to destroy cancerous cells before they become harmful.

Okay, so this wasn't very Laynah like. More like one of those things I should have kept to myself so I could invent in the future...
But would you give me money to develop a new undersea rover?

Would you put your life in my hands so I can test my ceramic carbide splints? Or my heart-restructuring procedures?

Not that ANYONE ever comes here unless I physically direct them here... but if someone does, feel free to opine, as it were.