Right. So this is my first posting in a blog. Ever. What ever possessed my mind to convince me to post anything about my life? This reminds me of a little dialogue.
Mike: Sid, how can you say that blogging is all about getting attention? Blogging is about sharing, letting your friends know what's going on in your life, and being honest with yourself all the time!
Mike: I'll bet you can't give me one argument that shows blogging is a selfish anti-social act. go on. Just one.
Sit: They took the "we" out of "weblog" didn't they?
Mike: Uh... They uh...
Camping. The best past-time EVER. I lie. I do enjoy getting back to nature, running wild and free. Streaking across the campsite. But gosh darnit, I NEED PLUMBING. An outhouse with a giant smelly pit underneath it is not my idea of sanitation. Also, a lake without a nearby means of showering after is just unhygenic. There was copious amounts of food and large amounts of alcohol. Jagerbombs... they complete me.
I choose you!
And you
can count on me
waiting for you
in the parking lot.
This morning was nice. Woke up, discovered I had a dentist appointment. Proceeded to get drilled into a million pieces as my dentist was determined to clean my mouth of cavities. I don't know why I used to think scaling was fun. Oh yeah. My old dentist had a cute hygenist. That's always soothing to the soul. Metal instruments prodding your oral orifice does not a happy Dave make.
With a newly sealed cavity and terribly numbed mouth. I set forth to conquer the world once again. I have found I am able to make that Elvis look. I am able to curl half my lip up without the other moving. After this amazing discovery I decided to eat my fill of delicious chinese food around the corner. This is where the story becomes sad. Though I am now able to do this cool lip curl, I cannot feel or move the upper left quadrant of my mouth. This causes problems when trying to eat spicy beef noodles. I resign myself to eating with my finger stuck into my mouth to prevent further mouth damage. This results in odd looks from the locals. Even with the Elvis curl, I make a hasty retreat home where I sadly wait for the novocaine to wear off.
Those are the only notable things I've done recently I suppose.
I anticipate much boredom tomorrow. Class, more class. Maybe I'll go to the bike store and get some biking gloves. The black rubber staining my hands make me feel less than clean. A new backpack is also on my to-do list. But I think my sister will get me that for my birthday. Oh my god. Birthday. Getting older. I must strive to make the most out of my youth!
WE'RE GOING STREAKING!
EVERYBODY'S DOING IT!
COME ON!...
I'll sleep later. Maybe blog again. I crave attention.
Mike: Sid, how can you say that blogging is all about getting attention? Blogging is about sharing, letting your friends know what's going on in your life, and being honest with yourself all the time!
Mike: I'll bet you can't give me one argument that shows blogging is a selfish anti-social act. go on. Just one.
Sit: They took the "we" out of "weblog" didn't they?
Mike: Uh... They uh...
Camping. The best past-time EVER. I lie. I do enjoy getting back to nature, running wild and free. Streaking across the campsite. But gosh darnit, I NEED PLUMBING. An outhouse with a giant smelly pit underneath it is not my idea of sanitation. Also, a lake without a nearby means of showering after is just unhygenic. There was copious amounts of food and large amounts of alcohol. Jagerbombs... they complete me.
I choose you!
And you
can count on me
waiting for you
in the parking lot.
This morning was nice. Woke up, discovered I had a dentist appointment. Proceeded to get drilled into a million pieces as my dentist was determined to clean my mouth of cavities. I don't know why I used to think scaling was fun. Oh yeah. My old dentist had a cute hygenist. That's always soothing to the soul. Metal instruments prodding your oral orifice does not a happy Dave make.
With a newly sealed cavity and terribly numbed mouth. I set forth to conquer the world once again. I have found I am able to make that Elvis look. I am able to curl half my lip up without the other moving. After this amazing discovery I decided to eat my fill of delicious chinese food around the corner. This is where the story becomes sad. Though I am now able to do this cool lip curl, I cannot feel or move the upper left quadrant of my mouth. This causes problems when trying to eat spicy beef noodles. I resign myself to eating with my finger stuck into my mouth to prevent further mouth damage. This results in odd looks from the locals. Even with the Elvis curl, I make a hasty retreat home where I sadly wait for the novocaine to wear off.
Those are the only notable things I've done recently I suppose.
I anticipate much boredom tomorrow. Class, more class. Maybe I'll go to the bike store and get some biking gloves. The black rubber staining my hands make me feel less than clean. A new backpack is also on my to-do list. But I think my sister will get me that for my birthday. Oh my god. Birthday. Getting older. I must strive to make the most out of my youth!
WE'RE GOING STREAKING!
EVERYBODY'S DOING IT!
COME ON!...
I'll sleep later. Maybe blog again. I crave attention.
posted by Dave at 11:08 PM
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