Yo Tashy!

Heeeeeeeeey! But no really. I'm glad that even after this weird angst month of stupid you're all still around. XD I love you all, and like stuff. It'll take a while for me to use common sense when this stuff comes up, but I have you all, so that helps alot...

Having raging hormones really sucks and stuff, ya know? No good decisions are made at 3AM, guys! I learned that the hard and embarassing way. XD Someone should take away my phone plan at night...

Worrying about 2012... It ain't so great

Just why the hell am I up at 6AM looking up as many articles as I can explaining that the fear over 2012 is nonsense? I know it's all silly and pushed by radicals who have nothing better to do but to make others scared, but sheesh, I'm young... On 2012 I'm only gonna be 18. I wanna, ya know, live a full life. That, along with the idea that everyone would have to watch a giant frozen rock crash into us... Not to pleasent. But I know it isn't true!

But here's the thing; I watched the rerun of that Bible code special on History Channel the other day, and that shit apparently predicted 9/11 and other historical events. It freaks me out that I can't find articles explaining that shit, so I'm gonna bug Ronnie tomorrow about it because he knows a shit ton of scientists and researchers, blah blah blah to point me out to. Like a few days ago, he explained it as a prediction that's meant for a much longer waiting time, or something like that. And other stuff I can't remember.

Guys, I really need a hug...

I hate everything, also, AAAAAAHNGST

On Friday I was unreasonably happy. I woke up jumping and everything was dandy out of my ass, this was a rare thing. I wondered how long it'd last, and it went well into last night. Which is good. Then I wake up today wanting to turn into Godzilla so I can smash everything with my feet, after realizing how kinda useless I am. I don't have to be posting this, but no one's on and I'm gonna lose it like I do every week, because that's what happens when my sugar supply gets cut off. So fuck this.

I have no niche, I run around my room all day doing nothing other than go online and play the same Zelda game for hours straight. I only come out of the cave to turn off the air or get food, but otherwise I don't do anything. I'm a waste, and everyone's sick of me never doing anything, but I dunno how to fix it. I'm pissed off or down most of the time and I get hounded on for it, and it takes forever to get Mr. Nona Shortness to get on a phone so I can get someone to listen, but he has his own shit going so I feel selfish.

The only place I have in any group is to be made the little kid and to be made fun of for being stupid and it's not gonna change anytime soon. That's the only entertainment I give anyone, so I eiter be a tight ass or let it happen so something kinda good comes out of being here.

Also, fuck everything.

Like... stuuuuff.

TASH, WHERE ARE OUR READERS!? Do we even have any? No? Ok...

Btw, black cherry soda is awesome.

I'm in love with a fucking cartoon

SO HERE'S THE THING. I am about... Fangirl girl #4,552,300 of Metalocalypse. And like most fangirls of this show, I am in love with Toki Wartooth. Not to say that MY obsession (oh heavens no) is on the verge of becoming creepy, but ya know... I already went through my finding-animated-people-attractive thing. D: But seriously, wouldn't YOU want a cute boy with an accent who says "I love sausage festival!"? I BET YOU WOULD. And I'm watching the first season DVD endlessly like a freak, but it's the only thing I feel like watching lately. Also, the Blogger photo stuff is weird, so pictures above.

FEEL HOW GOOD IT FEELS TO FEEL!?

So I have something to ponder. Something fancy word something. I think I'm probably too self aware, or really just too into myself. It feels horrible, liiiike, you plan every move you make, you constantly look at yourself trying to hide the fact that you're probably very vain even though you preach the fight against judging yourself by your looks so the people around you will feel better about themselves, and most importently, you compare yourself to Daria, Omar Rodriquez, and John Frusciante. Therefor, being so self aware turns you into a completely different person, and then, you forget who you are in the first place. Making me confused as all hell, and really wishing this didn't make my brain hurt. But how would you stop something like this?

I should ask Tash, because dammit I'm not gonna be Omar or Daria any time soon and need to stop trying to pick up characteristics(wtf?). Also, I need to stop using "I". Using it too much will make you feel self centered, even more so than if you're Scott Weiland, which is kinda horrible.

ANSWER DAMN YOU

This place needs to get LAID. For real.

I'm gonna get Tash in here for an orgy, brb.

Things, things, things

1. Till is in fact, hot
2. OK SO IS DERO. (his name makes me think of Oreos)
3. Reesh has fabulous nails that I copy. <3
4. Paul is kinda fucking hot...
5. SO IS OLLI.
6. Sorry Flake. You look like Ronnie. D8
7. I WANT SEX WHY CAN'T I HAVE SEX WAAAAH WAAAAAAAAAH!!
8. Damn, someone needs to get me a vibrator.
9. ... Once I find my clit monster
10. I want biscuits.
11. I'll go get biscuits!
12. By the way guys, help Tash find her pita chips.

I had a fabulous day (FABULOUS)

First of all; the fabulous dress from Target!

MOVING ON: Kso, I got Rosenrot by Rammstein, it's fabulous. Then me and mom read up on our astrological signs, it was fabulous. Then we went and ate at Panera Bread, it was FIERCE AS HELL. I reccomend the turkey artichoke. Then we went to Target, fabulousness. I got that dress AND pants, that were on CLEARENCE GAIZ. They're awesome. And now I'm home, being fabulous. And tomorrow, we'll be going to the beach and a comic convention. All fabulous.

Also, phones. They too are fabulous, when talking to your best friends. <3

Robert Downey Jr., let's talk about him

Then have a giant circle jerk because even mentioning him makes my girly parts happy. I'm totally late on the "OMFG HE'S HOT" train because I'm not a married woman in my 30's who saw him in whatever movies he was in, but I saw Iron Man a few weeks ago and thought, "Wow, I'd really like to fuck him." I have such manners.


Kso, as Tash tries to kill me for basically making this place my online diary, here is some manly sweatly hottness of manly. Enjoy. 8D

Like oh my goooosh, you guys

Hi hi. 8D WELCOME TO VAGINA CLOG. I'm Rachel, the second half of this fabulous place. And uh, I just signed in for the first time, so like, In dunno...

So yeah, I'm gonna go listen to the Mars Volta and stuff pizza down my throat while Tashy makes a fabulous layout. Byyyyye.