I had an alright weekend. It started mediocre, peaked and then fell like a bad souffle. Friday i was stuck working at school(it was a day off) and i saw mandy, who asked me why i was there but ignored my answer (entirely, she turned away as soon as the words had jumped from her lips (to speak to "jessie hate"(can be summed up in two words(and any combination of the two), whore and gossip) no less)/). That makes me feel all warm inside. oh yeah.

I went home and drowned my sorrows in a vodka less screwdriver and watched JaCkie Chan. That man is a menace, to respectable criminals. then i started reading "a catcher in the rye". What a great start to a long weekend.

On saturday i went to go see the paralympics, or more correctly, sledge hockey. It's a wild sport. The athletes ride on little sleds and propel themselves across the ice with two dinky little sticks that double as hockey sticks. God is it ever violent. And jeez do those people zip across that ice. it was really fun. It was almost a good a watching rugby, except there was this girl who kept giving me the evil eye. (Where do girls learn that anyway?).

Too lazy to finnish(hahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha), so i'll do the rest of this tommorrow.

"she said,'please don't let my door hit your ass'"-blink (182)

Anyway, i have some stories to relate to you all, so here i go.
Last friday, i helped with my church's fish fry(that's right, we still have lent in utah). After we took down all of the tables and chairs, i saw a small kid sitting on the bleachers(the fish fry was in a gymnansium). He couldn't have been more than three and he had a walrus on his shirt.
ANYONE WITH A WALRUS ON HIS SHIRT DESERVES RESPECT
So i went up to talk to him. He was a fairly intellegent kid, considering of course that he was three and that i could only understand half of what he said,and he had many things to talk about. He said that cows go moo and that girls are mean. I nodded my head and agreed with him. Cows do go moo. He wanted to play with some six year olds who were playing keep away with one of those red foursquare balls, you know the one that bounce really high, as if to say, you suck at four square patrick, and you should just admit that other people deserve the center square more than you. I'm very bitter about four square. It's a horrible game with no friggin point!
anyway i go up to the kids with the ball and ask if i can play(yall must realise i'm like sixteen and their like six, and most of them were barely as tall as my knee). I took there ball and passed it to the walrus boy. He passed to the girls. He gave up the ball to the girls. it really does start young, doesn't it?

GWB is trying to revamp the welfare system. He wants to have at least 75 percent of the welfare recipients in any given state are working, changing this from the current standard of 50%. This is a horrible plan. At a time when the economy is doing poorly and unemployment is on a rise, how the fuck is this supposed to work. There is only so much work available to begin with and as companies lay off people in attempts to keep their heads above water, work is not going to be that easily found. What does GWB want? State and federal government to create jobs? It cost money to make jobs, not to mention paying the workers for the work they do once they fill the jobs. It doesn't make sense. Also, GWB(Girl without Bush, fyi) wants to encourage welfare recipients to get married. What will this do, (besides entirely alienating homosexuals, who Bush has already said can't get married), it'll increase births(we can't use birth control, don't yah know), encourage at least one parent to stay at home(decreasing family income), cost more to feed, and what about the slobs who can't find wives. It just no bloody fair to the whole population or the majority.
How long will i keep whining about this? I think four years will do it.

Anyway, not a whole heaping lot has been going on lately in my miniscule world. The Olympics are done and the police have calmed. The world has left and it's many eyes have once again closed to the silly problems of utahns. It's nice. I saw most of the Opening Ceremonies and Bits of the Closing. I was impressed by the closing, except for a few parts. Christina Agulara is not white. She had layers of white makeup on her face making her look like death. Also she dressed like gwen stefani is doing now. She is not gwen. Never will be. Also, ONLY ROY ROGERS SHOULD SING "Happy Trails". Little kids singing that song is creepy. It sent shivers up and down my spine and i'm sure poor Roy rolled in his grave.

"Good Guy Don't Wear White"

So i wen't to the library today and i got some cd's and a book. Bet you can't guess the author. Yep, it's a Vonnegut. That man just cracks me up. His "lighthearted" writing style is marvelous. As Mrs. J says, "good stuff". Anyway, I'm reading a couple of other books two, but they aren't as notable, so i'll not mention their names. Anyway, i'm sampling True Stories by the talking heads and Darkest Days by stabbing westward. I like them both, but i don't think they quite reach the purchase level, but they did reach copy. Now the funny thing about my rating system is that i have no money, so i'm obviously not ever going to purchase any of these silver circles.

I had a marvelous weekend, and now i'm full of vim and vinegar. great fun.

I have no idea where i'm going with this entr y, but it'll probably end up somewhere, (maybe even your computer screen:). I loaned my blue checkered suspenders to a girl named madison and i miss them badly. I feel nekkid without them. Young jojo alone in the world. I also loaned out my tie to her, too, and so far they've been through at least three different peoples hands and now their stuck in Mark Hartney's locker. Argh.

I think i'll talk about lockers. I don't trust lockers. When the lock works, my bag doesn't fit and when my bag fits, the lock doesn't work. It's a vicious cycle.

i'll write better later

I stayed home today 'cause i feel wretched and i'm not quite over my bronchitis, but i am feeling better, though.
All this staying home has given me a chance to get some really good olympic watching done. I watched the qualifiers for the men's halfpipe and i was impressed. the americans went up like twenty feet on most of there tricks. Whoa is about all i can say. I can also say "damn, that fin has some cool hair" since there was a guy from finland who had a really cool mohawk and instead of a ski cap he wore his hair up. that takes spunk.

I've wanted to scan this on for a while now, but never quite got around to it because my scanner had conflicts with the printer(along with it's self:). But now it works. And my computer works. And the computers at school work! And i have a new graphing calculator! It's not the ti*89 that i had (some bastard stole it), but it was free, so all is well, sorta. oh well, testing 1,2,3.