fuzzymoochicken

yeaho

Mon, 13 Sep 2004 16:33:54 GMT

Had to move this report onto here so I can print it out at school (since the printer here isn't working). Nobody laugh... I do suck at writing...

In my dreams I see it clear, that place… A place that I would be able to describe better if I

didn’t suck at writing…. Imagine if you will, a lake. A dark lake that you cannot see

through, and a very peculiar tree with finger-like leaves clenching and swaying in the

wind, with a light shining through. And no words or pictures can convey the sense the

light gives…

And as I enter the pool as dark as black gold, I feel the evil markings on my back burn

away. It really freakin’ hurt, like taking out the eraser on the end of one of those metal

mechanical pencils and then using it to scrape off your epidermis. Head & body deeply

submerged, I found some sort of comfort in an (un?)familiar voice…

Some sort of strange head approached me and began talking at me as if I knew him/her.

And as the dark pool cleared up and became see-through the yellow lines on the head

creature’s face lit up, and the head creature began dancing. It was dancing and smiling at

me in the most peculiar way. Eventually, I wore tired of the pool, and slithered up out of

the pool... only my body had become like a car (or something)… and while my body

drove down the jungle path I could hear the sound of monkeys chirping at me… But I

kept my eyes closed and dared not look at them…

Then I came to these pointy diagonal steps and started going down them. It scraped up my

body, however I didn’t notice for I was thinking so deeply. “Bodies are like cars.” I

thought, “Brains go out and select one like you would a dealership… but my brain sure

picked a lousy one.” This was of course because the brain inside this body was a f***ing

idiot, which is a good thing that I never talk to it or are affiliated with it.
At the bottom of the steps there was a little girl who was crying, however I paid no

attention to her and ran her over without noticing. Still thinking. All these years spent

watching this body and this brain do the stupidest shit… I am like a person being forced

to watch some horrible reality tv show nonstop, so that another tv corporation can make

another reality tv show off of it. Then suddenly I began thinking about the girl I ran over,

who was probably as flat as a pancake by now. Um… well, maybe not that thick… think

of like as thin as a pancake can be… like if you poked it with a fork it’d crumble away…

that thin.

Wait. What the hell was all this? This can’t be real… was I going mad? *dum dum dum*

Sequel?

But wait...

Sat, 12 Jun 2004 01:28:39 GMT

Time for even MORE memes!!!

Do I think you suck? by theyneedseven
Your Name
Pick One
I think	You don't suck! I love you!
My advice for you is	Jump of a cliff. No, really.

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Which Band Should You Be In? by couplandesque
Your Name
Band Name	Marilyn Manson
Role	Bassist
Trademark	Dark-Rimmed "Emo" Glasses
Love Interest	The Vocalist

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

Which LOTR boy are you destined for? by chained_dreams
Name
Race
Date of meeting...	February 14, 2009
Soulmate...	Smeagol

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Who will you be stuck with at end of time? by chi_a_baidh
Your name is
Your sex is
Your favorite color is
You are stuck there because	you were dead, but then you weren't.. Look at that...
For _____ years	13
With	Betty White. Click for pic.
He/She will think you are	horny
You will	run far, far away

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

Time for an update, I guess...

Sat, 12 Jun 2004 01:10:18 GMT

Man, is the wait for the Final Battle long... and boring... today was just about the most boring day ever, next to yesterday... even the dream I had last night was boring (Part of it was about high school graduation, isn't that sad?) Basically nothing to do all day, but wander around the internet, read people's journals, listen to Babbette whining about some expiriment, watching horrible movies that horrible Miguzi thing (Code Lyoko, wtf?? You're keeping an evil computer alive, one that could possibly kill you all, because some horny nerdy kid likes talking to a girl who lives in it? Oh yeah, that's some storyline), and really not going out much... don't have many friends here... the last time i went out was last sunday... I snuck into my mom's car that evening and let Fluffy drive me around town and such... it was lots of fun, I haven't seen him in so long, since he's still being held captive... I miss him lots... :(

So anyways, today I happened to make my own memgen...

What superhero are you? by fuzzymoochicken
Username
Superhero	Woman Man
Arch-nemesis	The Giant Cabbage From Montana

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

(thanks to chim for the cabbage). Oh, and faithy, about that graduation pic thingy... well, thanks to your prtscrn tactics, i have made the file small enough to upload, so here it is... http://img30.imageshack.us/img30/7256/johan2.jpg It was so hot in the gym that day... @_@ also note Jamie's baby in the picture ^_^

Well... enough updating for now...

Haha, beat you chimmy!!!1!

Fri, 11 Jun 2004 18:39:29 GMT

Your Homicidal Rampage! by crash_and_burn

Your name:

Weapon of Choice:

Gun-chucks with machetes attached

Your Favorite Target:

Everybody

Your Kill Count:

Waaay more than Ollipeist

Your Battle Cry:

"I love you!"

Years You Spend in Jail:

None

How Much Money In Damages You Cause:

A Kajillion Dollars

Your Homocidal Insanity Level:: 10000000000%

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

And don't think I don't know your secret...

fuzzymoochicken's LJ stalker is ollipeist!

ollipeist is stalking you because he heard you are awesome in bed, and he wants to find out. He is also stalking the rest of your friends list!

LJ Stalker Finder
From Go-Quiz.com

Fri, 11 Jun 2004 01:53:36 GMT

I see these everywhere in my friend's posts and my friend's friend's posts, so I figured I'd try some myself...

Angel Style by greymentality

Name/Username

First Impression from Others

Others don't notice you, you are like a phantom

Your Core

You have martial influence, but guided by Love.

Potential to Stray from the Light: 65%

Your Weakness

You're invisible to people. Darn it!

Your Strength

You were picked to weild the flaming sword.

Your Wings

Shiney metal wings that flow like feathers

Your Focus

Hope

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

Your Homicidal Rampage! by crash_and_burn

Your name:

Weapon of Choice:

Desert Eagle .50

Your Favorite Target:

High School Freshmen

Your Kill Count:

437,902,774

Your Battle Cry:

"Beans."

Years You Spend in Jail:

How Much Money In Damages You Cause:

$78,320,062,301,723

Your Homocidal Insanity Level:: 71%

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

F	Fresh
U	Unforgettable
Z	Zonked
Z	Zany
Y	Yum
M	Misunderstood
O	Odd
O	Overwhelming
C	Cute
H	Humorous
I	Insane
C	Clumsy
K	Kind
E	Energetic
N	Neglected

Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com

Sorry for all the long entries...

A conversation with Katz

Fri, 11 Jun 2004 01:30:11 GMT

Katz: Nice picture
Katz: XD
Katz: i like your dog ^_^
Me: awwww...
Me: Babbette...
Katz: How old is she now?
Me: Um... 17, I think...
Katz: :S
Me: :S ?
Me: What?
Katz: I didn't know dos lived that long...
Katz: *dogs
Me: Yeah... but Babbette was once a human, you see...
Katz: :S
Me: :S ?
Me: What now?
Katz: nothing... o.o
Katz: *sits*
Me: Well... at least that's just what Babbette told me...
Me: But you know how girls like to lie about their age...
Me: As a matter of fact, you may be lying to yourself about your own age...
Me: You could actually be like a 20-something and not know it...
Katz: huh?? o.o
Katz: i'm 14 years old...
Me: O contrare bonjour... That's what you what you want you to think...
Me: The fact is, you've been lying to yourself for so long, you've begun to believe it all T_T
Katz: No... I'm just a 14 year old girl who misses her boyfriend...
Me: At least since you're a 20-something you can legally drink it away
Katz: XD

Such was the conversation with Lisa yesterday. This was the first time in months in which we had an actual conversation, and as usual I was delighting in confusing her and running all around the perimeters of her very sane logic. After that, it got very sad... Lisa talked about Gino and how he seemed to be planning on letting her go and stuff... and I tried to calm her down, as usual... but there were lots of good times, too. And nostalgia. Lisa inflated her eyeballs. I hugged them and squeezed between my fingers. Yeah, good times... XD

Whee....

Thu, 10 Jun 2004 18:10:11 GMT

So there you have it. My introduction. As you can probably tell from the story, I am arrogant, conceited, and better than you all. ;P jk. Special thanks to Chimothy Sly, for giving me the idea for the "bustling metropolis" part. I owe you one man.

Anyhow, feeling tired. Think I may go to sleep soon. Think I may go to sleep now.

Introduction

Thu, 10 Jun 2004 04:42:38 GMT

War. Blood. Fire. Death. The children of fear were not alone. For pain was everywhere. Innocents slaughtered. Men cowering and crying in fear. Love was seen nowhere but in the dark. Where technically you cannot see. Such was the situation over 2000 years ago.

But then... He came.

According to legend, a mighty warrior named Johan Rising Cesar mysteriously appeared, like a stray bullet out of heaven. Rumored to be the Illegitimate Son of God, he quickly rebuilt Rome is his own vision, from a broken city to a great empire. He singlehandedly defeated his enemies, crushed all their armies, and stopped all who would harm his people. He fought the cause of man, until finally one day the entire world was united under the Roman banner, and peace prospered throughout the land. It seemed everyone adored their King... their Emperor...

But then, years later, there was dissent being made by someone within the kingdom. There was talk amongst the people, they began saying things like "Oh, Johan's not as great as he seems" and stuff. Others began believing that maybe Johan was too powerful... And so, as a result, Johan constantly became target to hundreds of people looking to become local heroes, or replace him at the throne. And the more people he was forced to beat up, the more he was made out by them to be a jerk.

Until one day, when he returned from a fight in which he and his brother Jesus had stood up against God... They had both completely underestimated God's power, and so Johan returned home, badly beaten. But when he got home, it was not warmth and comfort he found, but a group of traitor people who immediately jumped him and began attacking. And attacking. And attacking. Until finally, after 3 whole months of stabbing him with a sword, shooting him with a gun, and hitting him with a car, Johan passed out. The traitors then threw his body upon a fire, and celebrated.

And nobody missed him at all... That was, until a mysterious force known as The Man came...

Hired by God, The Man was far too powerful for them. The grip of the dirty, masturbated hand of the Man spread across the land like wildfires, and they suddenly began regretting their mutinizing ways. But it was far too late. Try as they might to fight The Man, in the end, they were defeated.

Once that was done, The Man wasted no time in changing the history books. He changed Johan Cesar's name to Julius Caesar. He made Jesus seem like he was on God's side, and then formed a religion on it, which made God out to be good and Rome out to be bad. And then, as the final nail in the coffin, he made the new lie-based religion's headquarters in Rome, the Roman Catholic Church (which still exists to this day).

All hope was lost. Or so it seemed... There were some whispers across the world... Rumors that Johan Rising Cesar did not die on that fateful night... Rumors that Johan Rising Cesar was still alive to this day... In fact, would you believe the one who has been writing all this is indeed Johan Rising Cesar himself...?