Ethan

We Are Done Here

2010-01-26T06:16:00.000-08:00

There's nothing more to be said.

She was right. It wouldn't work out.

Maybe this next one will. I'm excited for it.

But, I'm not coming back, blog.

This is the final entry.

I hope some day when I read through it again, I will learn more about myself, but right now I just want to die.

So, I thank you for your time.

Goodbye.

This is the Sound of Settling

2009-05-17T21:45:00.000-07:00

It's like my brain is trying to tell me I'm not right. Why the fuck does it keep sending me dreams of things I don't want?

It's like I'm feeding off my own insecurities. Like I enjoy watching myself suffer.

But maybe I'm just overthinking it, maybe it's all a lot more simple. Maybe I'm just yearning for a time when I was unhappy, but things were simpler. When not everything had to be explained in detail. When I didn't have to come home feeling like maybe I screwed over the universe.

But, fuck it. Like God ever wanted me to be happy. God wants me to live a long life filled with family as I work tirelessly on a job I hate and die a sweet Christian man. If God had wanted me to enjoy myself, he wouldn't have created me.

Ugh, I know she's going to eventually read this. I know they both will. One will feel satisfied and the other confused.

Well, I'm glad it worked out for you, and I'm sorry.

You know me, I was never the best at interaction. So leave me alone.

pppppppublishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

mtmhmhmthmamdfgmag

2009-01-20T20:21:00.000-08:00

So, hey blog, what's the hizzaps? Thought I'd talk about a few things that I want to pretend I have an audience to. So, be prepared to not care in the slightest while I stroke my ego like a evil genius and his cat.

1) Hey hey look at me, I'm doing music! Hey! Hey look!

I recorded a song for songfight and it'll be up the 28th! It is pretty exciting (to me). All the people there are pretty awesome, and I can't wait to see what they came up with. This site is a godsend for me. A good creative outlet for my neverending want to make bad music.

I played piano today! I am okay at it. I taught myself this morning and got tired looks from Allison. "Really?" she said with her eyes, "Really, Ethan?". Yes, really. I'm sorry. I had fun playing piano, though. I recorded an Ingrid Michaelson song that mediafire will not let me upload because mediafire is flighty like me. I like you like that, mediafire. I also played some Andrew Jackson Jihad songs on it. So much fun I had!

I am maybe making a split album with Max? Perhaps. In any event, a split album with anyone would be good for me, I think. I want to get something out of my belly to say I made soon. Even if Montana took me hardly a month. And was made so very near from now. Talking is difficult!

Living Life - Daniel Johnston

(vote for me on songfight when this happens. I am using the band name "The Sky Looks Pissed")

hm mh mhmhm

2008-12-30T21:55:00.000-08:00

There was once a little boy named Jed. Jed had black hair, an elongated torso, almost to the point of being awkwardly tall, but not quite enough. He had no problems walking, running, no problems really. He was almost completely regular despite his overwhelming size. His face did not stand out. That is to say, people thought he wasn't ugly, but he wasn't attractive. They would pass him by with the occasional "Oh hey Jed" "How's it going Jed" "Nice weather today, Jed". Jed was by himself most of the time for basically that fact. No one noticed him. So he would sit inside his house day after day doing almost completely nothing. Each day went by and Jed saw the sun rise and the sun set with nothing in between. Life was there, but it was looking the opposite direction.

Jed tried once to write down the events of each day he lived. He wrote down how he felt, what he saw. He could have sworn he stayed up long at night writing down each meticulous detail that he encountered. But when he woke up, each entry felt boring and bland. "Nothing really happened today. It's cold outside. I don't like the cold."

Some days, Jed dealt with himself. He went through the day without anything near a thought. Each task was carried out without a single once-over in his mind. He didn't care. He didn't want to care. It was like he was waiting for a day to come. But he didn't know why he was waiting, or what he was waiting for. So he continued waiting to try and come to a fine realization as to what he was waiting for.

So he waited.

He waited 20 years of his life. He got out of school and started working at a minimum wage job in the city. He lived in an apartment on Spring Drive. He grew up, and everyone around him grew up. He was no longer oddly tall. Because everyone had caught up. Everyone had caught up to his height and he disappeared every bit more. He blended into an endless face parade, only to be passed by. A cameo in everyone else's experiences. So he waited to be a star of his own life.

So he waited.

He waited 37 years of his life. Only to be working at the same job, earning the same wage. Only to be aging and falling apart. Only to have the same "Hey, how's it going, Jed?" each and every morning. Only to realize he was still cold. It had been 37 years and he had never been warm once in his life. He grew older each day and knew no interaction. He grew older every minute to not know a breath of air other than the over drawn sighs he felt. He was holding his breath for his moment. He was waiting for a time to exhale.

So he waited.

If all he knew were emptiness, why does he think of full?

Junk Bond Trader - Elliot Smith

Montana is Coolllddd

2008-12-09T13:06:00.000-08:00

I'm staying home from school today. I just really didn't want to go. Yesterday was my birthday and I suppose that was special. I didn't really get much. Just a book with a bunch of Bob Dylan songs and a record from my girlfriend. So, that was really nice. I stayed up until 1 am last night reading Flowers For Algernon. I'm still reading it today. So that is that.

I've been working on a new album forever now. It's going to be called "Montana" or "Big Empty Sky". I'm undecided on a band name, and I only have 5 songs maybe done. Woo wee.

Slow times, to be honest.

Ollyollyoxenfree - The Life and Times of William Shakespeare

Blank

2008-10-19T18:53:00.000-07:00

Ah, the brisk feel of water against skin. How it cleanses everything. How it refreshes. The smooth run of drips and drops falling off of a fresh momentarily submerged in liquid, face. The beauty of each molecule drying off hair.

Certainly, this was not what Isaac was thinking. For he was being tortured by the Chinese, and they were forcing his head into a horse trough.

"Are you ready to talk, Blank?" one shouted. They called him Blank, because, well, no one knew his real name. Isaac didn't even know his name. He had many theories. Kraig, Matthew, Jamison. Never once had he considered "Isaac". His wife, Clementine (the late, so it goes), had once suggested "Isaac", but as she shouted it out to him, a cow gave out a yell. Isaac never even heard it.

Splosh. Shlip. A sound of heavy breathing.

"I don't know what you want from me! This water is wet!"

"But we know what we want from you, Blank!"

"Well, then, I suggest you tell me!"

"It was 1823! You were exploring the deep Amazon."

"Yes?"

"In search of the Grey Rock. The most valuable jewel on Earth. Hidden deep within."

"I never found it!"

"Then why, Blank, were all of you accomplices in finding said Grey Rock found dead from knife wounds? Across their necks?"

"We were attacked by a tribe of savages!"

"You're the only savage here, Blank. You are the only savage."

Splosh. Shlip.

"AAH!" shouted Isaac. It was 2003, and Isaac was a grade schooler.

"Give us the money!" shouted one of the bullies.

"I told you, I spent it on lunch!"

"Heh. Lunch, boys." The goons laughed and laughed.

The main bully lifted Isaac to eye level.

"Well, let's have something to wash that down with, eh?"

Splosh. Shlip.

"Tell me, Blank. Why did you kill them?"

"I didn't kill them! We were attacked?"

"And may I ask how you survived?"

Splosh. Shlip.

Isaac was taking a bath. It was 1985. He was 67 years old. This was not his home. He had no recollection of anything around him.

The knob twisted, Clementine walked in.

"Are you okay?"

I Would Hurt a Fly - Built to Spill

Oh Hi,

2008-10-11T13:04:00.000-07:00

Seems as if it's the 3rd year of this blog. I can't say that I have much to show for it. Except, yknow, growing up. I'm not as annoying as I used to be (although I'm sure I'm still marginally annoying at some level. Sorry.

Anyway, I wrote this story that I won't stop posting everywhere. So, here.

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It so happened that it was on this day I died. I don't really know why. It was really like any other day. Wake up, get dressed, go to work, come home, whine about my day to no one in particular, and go to sleep, start over again. Except today, it went a bit different. Wake up, get dressed, go to work, while coming home get hit by a bus when I'm trying to cross the road.

If I had been a small child, someone would have pushed me out of the way. If I had been an old lady, the bus would have stopped. Had I been anyone else, the world would have not just sat back a watched my demise.

I don't know.

I admit, it was pretty painless. I wasn't aware of it, either. No anticipation of being hit oh man is this gonna hurt type stuff. Just, walk, bam, dead.

A lady with shopping bags dropped her cigarette out of her mouth. A boy kicking a soccer ball stopped for a moment, but that was only because my wife screamed.

Did I mention my wife? Well, I have one. She's ok. I come home every day, and she's not there. I make my dinner, watch some TV, crawl into bed, and there she is at about 1 am, smelling of alcohol and latex.

"Where have you been?" I would ask.

"Out." she would say. The cycle never ended.

To tell the truth, I don't know why she screamed. Not from attachment to me, that's for sure. Maybe it was just the pure shock. I guess I would scream too.

But I'm not really sure. I never really was.

So, I died. Not much happens after that. You wake up in a line. A line to a receptionist who tells you whether you go to Heaven or Hell. I wonder why she's there. Maybe it's her Hell. Or Heaven, but I doubt it because she does not smile at me when I smile at her. She keep the same half-dead frown on her face.

"Name please?"

"Heath Ledger."

"Ha ha, I'm rolling in laughter."

"Uh, sorry. Edward Reuben." (I never went by this. My parents had named me Edward Yalons Reuben. It spelled EYR, which was like Eeyore, so I went by that.)

"Hmm," she drones. Then she gives me a smirk and a badly hidden giggle.

"What? What is it?"

"A bus?" Great. Now she's making fun of my death. This is probably my Hell.

"Yeah, a bus. It didn't hurt much."

"Well, we have it listed that you are eligible for reincarnation."

"You have to be eligible for that?"

"Mmhmm..."

"Well, I'd rather not. I didn't really like life."

"Are you sure? You get to choose what you want to be. Except unicorn. Too many people were requesting it, and I lost the form you had to fill out."

"Well, I've always wanted to be a bear."

"A... bear?"

"Yeah, you know." I give her a growl. She is unamused.

"A bear?"

"Sure."

"Alright, fill this form out." She hands me a form on how to be a bear. I guess this is where instinct comes from.

How exciting! A bear! I can't wait! To eat berries and honey and scratch my back on a tree. I wonder if I get to choose my gender, but I decide not to ask the receptionist because she is busy with a man who has eaten his own skin off.

I suppose this will turn around my life- being a bear. Maybe it will not be as bad as being a human. I can only hope.

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It so happened that it was on this day I died. I don't really know why. It was really like any other day. Wake up, find food, give some to my cubs, go to sleep. Except today, it went a bit different. Wake up, find food, give some to my cubs, and get shot by a hunter who so happened to have eaten his skin in the last life.

Teenage Riot - Sonic Youth

An intense conversation regarding religion, science, and the position of man in the world.

2008-08-22T14:58:00.000-07:00

Ethan> I realize now I am stranger than ever.
A man named Steve Roden made an album entirely of him flipping through paper.
And I want it.
So badly.

alex> ha haha

Eric tricked me.

2008-08-21T08:44:00.000-07:00

"If we were in school right now, you'd be 3 hours late!"

So, I get up. Stumble and sway to my computer, only to find Eric was flat out being a jerk. If I was in school, I would only be an hour and a half late. He just woke me up because he is mean. I hate him so much.

But, that made me decide to update my blog. And twitter. Because I always forget to, and whenever I do update them, it is wonderful.

In other news, Allison came over yesterday, we ate waffles, mac and cheese, and we watch the Sandlot. We discussed how we could play some Bright Eyes songs at the farmer's market. I would REALLY like to. Last time I was alone and probably looked really stupid. And I only got 4 dollars.

I'm still really tired and spacey, I need caffeine.

I Won't Ever Be Happy Again - Bright Eyes

I write songs now, kinda

2008-08-19T13:42:00.000-07:00

Here is how I write songs:

I stay up til 3 o clock in the morning, when if I make a single loud noise my mom will come bursting in a scold me. Anyway, I need alot of caffeine to have any idea make sense, so I drink soda. Then, I go through a horrible time in my life and open up notepad and don't capitalize.

Whenever I look back I always think "Man, I KNOW I wrote a better one. It's gotta be around here somewhere. But I can never find where I save those, so here's this one I wrote about horrible things happening to a small child.

The boy down the street
his name is Zach
and he always carries lunch
in his spiderman pack

He told me in the winter
he hated his class
they always made fun of him
because he ate glass

He just likes the taste
oh, what can you think
When he eats those windows
he feels warm and pink

He ran out into the night
after a fight with his dad
fell down a hole
screamed and hurt real bad

It turns out they buried him
that grey summer day
and now there's a zombie
where he used to lay

He just likes the taste
oh, is it so insane
When he eats those peoples'
warm soft brain

I know it's wrong
Well, I know it aint right
but I keep him locked in my cellar
and feed him at night

One day I went down
to give him a talk
but it had to happen one day
he was stiff and cold like a rock

I just like the taste
oh, give me a listen
When I ate his cold body
with his blood a glistenin'

In completely unrelated news, I think maybe I could be Shel Silverstein when I grow up. So, I'm going to add this to my careers list.

Musician
Criminal
Actor
Poet
Dead end job at an office
Record store owner
Best Buy guy

I have alot ahead of me.

...Argh, I wanted to end smugly right there, but my radio is on a commercial, so I'm waiting for a song to post.

AHA!

Ground Control to Major Tom - David Bowie

p.s. I really would do tags if I thought anyone read this.

Actually, nuh uh

I am not very cool, you know.

2008-08-18T21:04:00.000-07:00

I've been listening to a radio station lately. It's actually-

g-

good? A good radio station?

If you know the slightest thing about me, you'd know I like music and I like weird music. And by weird music, I mean music that only hipsters listen to to be different, but for some defect in my body they sound good. It's weird because this radio station has played moreso mainstream music than I usually would.

You have to understand my viewpoint, here. I usually grab an album every week and listen the shit out of it until I get bored out of my mind with every second of it. But... this radio... it's like having the ultimate shuffle.

Who knew?

As is, I've been making a mix-tape with awesome songs I hear.

So far, I have Death Cab, the Ramones, and some band I don't know the name of. I figure it'll be maybe good when I am done, but I'm not sure.

Yep.

I Wanna Be Sedated - The Ramones

Hey, Ethan, where ya been?

2008-08-18T13:08:00.000-07:00

Honestly, everywhere, but also at the same time, nowhere. To be honest, I've been drawing and then not drawing and then drawing more. And then recording music then not recording music but then recording music. It's all very confusing, overdone, and very teenagery, and no one likes it except maybe me. I'm actually not sure if I like it. I mean, it's ok, but then often I forget what "it" is.

Any way, for those of you who do not know me. I'm Ethan. I am 15 years old and I draw, music, write, and have girls make templates for me. But I made a pretty swell banner. Because in it I have a pipe. Pretty swell.

I digress, to those of you who do not know me. I usually use paint because it's simple and I've used it for too long. I can draw in photoshop and flash, but it's not very fun.

I've calmed down quite a bit from when I used to post in this blog. When I used to like octopi, rainbows, and writing alot. But that writing wasn't really good writing because I wrote about nothing but pedophilia and Guitar Hero. But I'm over that now. I'm calmer, sadder, and much more mature. I use correct forms of its and it's, I like Space Ghost Coast to Coast, and I drink coffee.

No I don't, I drink Mountain Dew. So, there some potential still.

Someone called me an internet superhero once.

I guess so.

I still have a girlfriend, by the way. It's pretty awesome. She's awesome, I mean. It would be pretty awesome if she had a blog. But, I would be the only one to read it. And I'm pretty sure having just 1 reader is worse than having 0. I don't really know why. Back when I was a douchebag, I would probably mix up alot of words to make it sound like I knew why it would be worse. But, I leave that up to you, reader.

I'll leave you with this.

Youthless - Beck

Guess the title.

2007-11-11T22:32:00.000-08:00

LEAVE ME ALONE.

Pedophiles/Guitar Hero/Drugs

2007-11-09T16:31:00.000-08:00

Ok, let's start out small and then we can go to the grand scheme of things.

1. Children are stupid
2. Adults are self-obsessed
3. Teenagers are stupid and self-obsessed
4. Yes you are

I hate teenagers. I ESPECIALLY hate freshman. And I super-HATE people who wear t-shirts of bands they havn't bought even a CD of. I really despise people who think they're better than everyone else. I can't stand slackers. I hate people who think they're funny. I hate hypocrites.

So, I hate myself.

I have decided to take off most of anyone who has added me on MySpace. I only want ~20 friends. Make note, because the following list is the people who probably get to stay on.

1. Allison (For being awesome)
2. Jesus (Cause I'm full of myself)
3. Frog (Because he's warm at night)
4. Vall (She's cool)
5. Chelsea (She's cool)
6. Ken (She's cool)
7. Izzy (He's cool)
8. Kayla (Cousin, cool)
9. Josh (Cousin, cool)
10. Abi (Cool)
11. Sarah (Cool)
12. Sarah (Cool)
13. Ariel (Cool)
14. Alyssa (Cool)
15. Haleigh (Best friend)
16. Sareece (Cool)
17. Levi (Cool)
18. Chris (Cool)
19. Lexy (Cool)
20. Probably someone else, but I dunno.

Seriously, I hardly know most of my 84 "friends". I'm so sick of people. Maybe it's the lack of food/sleep/care. I can't stand going to school and pretending to be friends with people I can't stand being around anymore. PLEASE STOP ASKING WHAT MY PROBLEM IS. Because I will never (unless I'm in a deeply sarcastic mood) tell you the reason. (And if I am deeply sarcastic, you will think I'm joking.)

STOP

STOP STOP

STOP STOP STOP ASSUMING I DO DRUGS

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT?

I DO NOT (keyword: not) DO DRUGS.

Please stop.

Oh yeah.

PEDOPHILES ARE PEOPLE TOO.

I'm not joking.

I'M NOT JOKING.

Really, I'm sick of people saying "omg gay marriage is cool" and then the other second saying "pedophiles r sick lol".

You don't know what you're talking about.

I know some REALLY cool people who aren't attracted to people their age. It doesn't mean they are 50-year-old men who are in their basement stalking children. I mean normal people like you and me (girls and boys) who just are attracted to children. Seriously, if you're going to say people can get married no matter what, please mean it.

Even if it is a 38-year-old in love with a 15-year-old.

Stop your bullshit.

PS: Please stop talking about Guitar Hero, it makes me sound like an obsessed freak when I have to correct you on song titles.

Seriously, "Buckethead" is NOT "Jordan".

I hate myself.

You Can't Bring Me Down (Honestly)

2007-10-23T21:03:00.000-07:00

Notably, this is not the type of song I normally listen to. (read: I tell people I listen to.) But, Suicidal Tendencies' strange and authority-defiant title of this very complex song. Ok, the title isn't the only describer, the lyrics are doing pretty well too.

Hmmm, so you may be wondering, "Oh my God, Ethan, what the hell are you babbling about?" And I'll answer with one question.

"What the hell's going on around here?"

REALLY.

People are being picked off like fruit flies. I know it's really (REALLY) rude of me to talk about recently deceased people, but I have to. People are dying everywhere near me. I feel really bad that I don't feel really bad. I guess I stopped feeling emotions when I started doing well in school again. (I have no soul?)

The California Fire does NOT bug me.

Not in the slightest.

I swear to FSM, I really couldn't care less. My house was almost on fire, that got no news time. Absolutely none. I was evacuated out of my house, wondering if right then my turtle had its scales melting off, but the newscaster decided instead to tell us how the Griz were doing. Holy snap. YES, I know. "OMG ETHAN ALL THOS PPL R MOAR THAN U." Does it really make a difference? I experienced the same thing. So what if some lady wanted to save pictures and play poker while she had nowhere to go? I don't care. Stop trying to make me.

I even tried to get depressed about all of this. I listened to "Great Gig in the Sky", "The Black Parade" (Which made me depressed in a different way.), and "Kid A".

But I didn't feel any worse. All I had on my mind was how much my iPod sucked and I want an iPod Touch.

So, I damned it all and threw on shuffle.

Guess what song.

Coming up to...

2007-09-26T18:20:00.000-07:00

TWO YEARS.

TWO YEARS OF THIS BLOG, AND I HAVE GOTTEN NO FURTHER IN MY QUEST TO

do whatever it was that I wanted to do.

Yeah.

THIS IS MY NEWSPAPER ARTICLE I'M GONNA DO:

So, some loony (loonies) decided to let Ethan voice his opinion to the loyal readers of the school paper! All four of them! Muahaha!

Maybe I should have some strand of what seems like a thought process in this. But, on the other hand, they did say, "Ethan, just write whatever you want." So, I'll go with their idea.

I enjoy socks. What I really enjoy is wearing two pairs of socks on a cold winter day whilst sipping on hot chocolate. I'll do this and read Calvin and Hobbes strips for about 7 hours. Maybe more. I don't remember how long I've done this, all I know is that the double pair of socks makes it MUCH more enjoyable. But, I'm getting off the point that I saved in my head to talk about.

Girls have better socks.

Really, they have toe socks, rainbow socks, cartoon character socks, socks with socks on them (with little pockets to hold socks that you put over your socks). Mostly, I am very jealous of girls' socks. What's worse is that they flaunt their socks. They flaunt their socks in such a way that (I think) makes everyone jealous of their over-colorful socks that they wear.

I'm already going to be made fun of on a regular basis for being jealous of womens' feet clothing. I can feel it. BUT! You boys can't say you've looked at a good pair of socks and wished you had them. You really want those great socks, but you keep these feelings locked inside. You want to just tear their socks off and dawn them upon your head to show that YOU ARE KING OF SOCKS. WHO SHALL BE YOUR QUEEN? NO-ONE, THAT'S WHO! BECAUSE GIRLS HAVE RULED SOCKLAND FOR FAR TOO LONG! NEW LEADERSHIP IS IN ORDER! PREPARE THE SOCKS ARMY.

Sometimes these are the thoughts that keep me from my math homework.

CHANGE THE WORLD!

2007-08-22T21:29:00.000-07:00

Well, let's get started.

*ahem*

CHIN UP, YOU APATHETIC FUCKTARDS.

Hmm, that felt good.

Anyway:

There's no evolution anymore. We were growing as a society in the 60's and 70's because kids were speaking up. They were no longer obedient, coniformist slaves. We were out protesting what we didn't believe in. Why none of this today? Because music is what adults want it to be, what the RIAA wants it to be, what the government wants it to be.

Have fun listening to your Green Day, MCR, and Fall Out Boy. What message have you got? "I'm gonna kill myself, and life sucks." LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT. If you think it's going to suck, guess what Sunshine? It's gonna suck. You can sit and sulk about it in the corner while much better music is putting up the vibe we should all be following. If you don't like it, change it. Can't change it? Who cares? Get more people to join you. Else you're going to fall deeper and deeper into depression.

I'm sick and tired of music promoting hate. What the hell? I don't want to listen to lyrics telling me to go fuck myself. No. We should all love. We should all be at peace. Peace is the answer. We're going to sell it like a product. We're going to sell it until the housewife's at the market choosing between two products. Peace or War? Hmm. All war does is kill. Kill innocent lives meant to be fuffilled, and I can't believe you guys have forgotten that after what John said all those years ago.

Sort your life out.

Grow up.

Make love, not war.

Oh yeah, I've asked George Phillies to come to Missoula. If he does, I will have the best frikking rally Montana's ever seen.

Because the world needs to change.

For the better.

Hogs, Pigs, and Swine.

2007-08-16T12:13:00.000-07:00

I really love John Lennon. He's my hero, icon, and other wonsaponatime.

Which is probably why I did this:

Took a while, but I love it.

Anyway:

I hate war. Why the hell do we get killed trying to kill people who killed people who tried to kill them, who in turn, killed someone or other? Why? Why all the hate? Who says whether someone gets to live or die?

I say ~~Hillary Clinton~~ no one deserves to die. No.

Not even Saddam. We're just killing him for killing people. How do we do that? We kill. Then, to eat, we go and kill some deer. Fuck vegetarianism(sic)!

In other news:

I hate golf. It's making me never have time for:

a. Allison
b. Guitar Hero
c. ~~Complaining~~ Writing

Seriously.

I wish I could quit. But, if I do I can't go to Frenchtown. Where I'll also do Drama/Speech/Debate/PAINTING NAILS! When the hell will I go to the bathroom?

I swear to FSM, I hate organization so much. It makes me angry.

Hmph.

I'm not done complaining/writing.

I don't like...

Country.

I like the way smiles look.

2007-08-12T22:06:00.000-07:00

:)

I really do.

They seem so innocent.

Aww, smilies, never leave me.

-Ethan

Haywire

2007-08-06T11:51:00.000-07:00

Part X: The Final Part

2007-08-01T09:33:00.001-07:00

I'm tired. I'm bored. I miss Allison. I don't think I've ever worried more. Worried that I can't do anything to change what I'm worried about.

*Drugs
*People
*Myself
*The End

So, let's do this as if I'm in the least bit organized.

I. Drugs

I hate them alot. Mind-altering Crap pills. I really wish people would never use them. My hero used them. Both of them. All 5 used drugs. Everyone uses drugs. Except me. Why the hell am I so innocent? Is it because I'm such a nerd? I never get invited to parties, thus am never offered these heathens? Is un-popularity the only hope for soberity? Where is society headed this way? To a deep hole of depression and a extinction of all applicable thought! No one understands what I'm saying now. *sigh*

I shouldn't stay up until 1 AM worrying, hoping no one will come near me tomorrow. I shouldn't think. Why can't I watch TV and go numb? Watch the flicker of idiotic sex jokes and laugh along with all who are supposed to be my peers? Why am I so full of myself? WHY DO I THINK MYSELF BETTER THAN ALL THE OTHER CRETINS MY AGE? I'm probably not spelling half of the words that come to mind correctly. I hate hate. I hate love. What do I love?

II. People

"A person is rational, people are idiots." Why does this seem to become more true to life the older I get? Why am I starting to sound full of hate like Eric, Dylan, and Charles? Were they the only intelligent ones? Are people all really deserving to die, considering they go to a better place? Isn't dying a good thing? Is it? But, no one deserves to die. If one person killed everyone, the victims would go to Heaven, and the commiter would go to Hell. Isn't that a fair trade? One person's suffering for the rests' leisure?

I'm sounding insane now. I'm spelling everything wrong.

Everyone's living a "Consume, die" life. Why can't they learn to live and help? Why do I want to help people, and at the same time, destroy them all?

Who am I anymore?

III. Myself

I am a wreck. I want to be with Allison constantly. I don't even know what love is. From my best guess, it's non-existant. I want to help. I want to love. But, I'm locking others away from me. I don't want to grow up to be an insane madman who tries to kill us all because of his warped views on humanity and life. I really don't.

IIII. The End

I know the end is soon. It's got to be. We're screwing ourselves in the ear. All the presidential candidates suck, global warming gonna kill us, we're running out of resources with no want for new ideas. We're all going to die.

Why will no one let others help?

Why won't we help ourselves?

Why won't we help others?

Who are we, anyway?

Who are you?

Who am I?

Why?

Who?

Escapade of Me

2007-07-30T23:19:00.000-07:00

As I got up I realized the sounds I heard were pleasent. I love the sound my shoes make. It's disinteresting, belly. Notably, my head later belt as if it were a TV camera. So smoothly gliding through the air. As if, on an old man's back.

Look, boot. Lamely, he sat up. Getting nacho cheese from the dishwasher. Look around. Choose your own ground. It was tasty, these chips following a delightful romp up and down the stairs. Without a scout, I wrangled Nutrition and Grain. Less fighting was found to be made into a sequel.

Who was the Walrus? Paul or John? George or Ringo? Best or Sutcliffe? Epstein or Martin? Sheridan or Preston?

Eddygazilion: I've gotten back into freddy
Is he even really that much of a celebrity?

me: You see his AIM thing?

Eddygazilion: Yeah.
But nobody on SJ has picked out his picture from my japanese intro stuff

me: Is SJ a youtube crowd?

Eddygazilion: And the only other people I've heard of him from are Walker (my Arab friend, introduced me to Albinoblacksheep) and my cousins

me: Does everyone know about SJ?

Eddygazilion: no

me: Yet a plentiful crowd visits it every day.
There are alot of people on Earth looking for entertainment.
About 6 billion.
At least 100/6000000000 has heard of Freddy.
Lag?

Eddygazilion: nah.
Just wondering.

me: Ok.
Also, what is "famous"?
How many people need to know about you before you're "famous"?

Eddygazilion: I have no clue.

me: So, there.

Eddygazilion: I guess I'm just getting cocky

me: We all want fame, but in reality: We have it.
How many people know about you?
Care about you more than some un-feeling movie star?

Eddygazilion: Internet wise, probably about fifty. I could get more accurate if I wanted to I guess.

me: So, fame is worthless.

Eddygazilion: True.

me: One childhood dream I debunked.
Want wealth next?

Eddygazilion: Nah.
Fame is just an "oh, that'd be cool if..."
Chef is the only real dream I have right now I guess
I can't see myself working a desk job in engineering, I don't know how to make money doing freelance animation
I can't think of any way to capitalize on funny videos
Chef is my one dream that I think I have a shot at really.

me: I have no shot at any of my dreams.
HOLY FUCKFUCKFUCK!

Eddygazilion: What?

me: That bug that landed on my finger was fucking scary!
Shit!
Aaah!

Eddygazilion: KILL IT
KILL IT
KILL IT

Part IX: Revolution 9

2007-07-22T00:47:00.000-07:00

[Bottle of Claret for you if I had realized...

Well, do it next time.

I forgot about it, George, I'm sorry.
Will you forgive me?

Yes.]

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number...

...then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants
...about the shortage of grain in hertfordshire

Everyone of them knew that as time went by they'd get a little bit older and a litter slower but...

It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by someone who's always/umpteen ...
Your father's giving it diddly-i-dee/district was leaving...
Intended to die ... Ottoman
...long gone through...
I've got to say, irritably and...
...floors, hard enough to put on ... per day's MD in our district
There was not really enough light to get down
And ultimately ... slumped down
Suddenly...

They may stop the funding...
Place your bets
The original
Afraid she'll die ...
Great colours for the season

Number 9, number 9

Who's to know?
Who was to know?

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9

I sustained nothing worse than ...

Also, for example
Whatever you're doing
A business deal falls through

I informed him on the third night, when fortune gives...

People ride, people ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

Ride! Ride!

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

...I've missed all of that
It makes me a few days late
Compared with, like, wow!
And weird stuff like that...

...taking our sides sometimes
...floral bark

Rouge doctors have brought this specimen

I have nobody's short-cuts, aha...

9, number 9

...with the situation

They are standing still

The plan, the telegram...
Number 9, number...

A man without terrors from beard to false
As the headmaster reported to my son
He really can try, as they do, to find function...
Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high
And his eyes were low...

Alright!

It was on fire and his glasses were the same
This thing knows if it was tinted
But you know it isn't
To me it is...

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9

So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon to price it ...
Yellow underclothes
So, any road, we went to see the dentist instead
Who gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at all
So I said I'd marry, join the fucking navy and went to sea

In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair

I'm not in the mood for whirling

How? dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Birds for birding and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for whimming

...only to find the night-watchman unaware of his
presence in the building

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 9

Industry allows financial imbalance

Thrusting it between his shoulder blades

The Watusi, the twist

Eldorado

Take this, brother, may it serve you well

Maybe it's nothing
What? What? Oh...

Maybe, even then, impervious in London

...could be difficult thing...
It's quick like rush for peace is because it's so much
Like being naked

It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright

It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright

If, you became naked

This song is me right now. I'm taken from different phases of myself, thrown together to make one jumbled mess.

Will you forgive me? - Jack was apparently dissapointed from me not going to Transformers. Adam wanted me to apologize. For what? Jack never told me. He never told Allison. And for all I care, Adam and his shit-tastic views on humanity can suck lake water. I'm sick and tired of his god-damned insulting me, and I'm ready to explode the next time he tries to control me. I am not a brick in the Wall.

Number 9 - This is the ninth serious attempt at writing I've done. I write too much. More than I should. Many parts I'll never show to people. And I don't care. But, I can't stand up for myself. I just can't. I've been forced into learned helplessness from years of being taught that I am a loser. And from who? My parents and friends. My "friends" think bringing me along to get in trouble is funny. Then they can mock me. I'm just done with trying to be who other people want me to be. From now on, if I don't have to, I won't. If I don't care, I won't care.

as time went by they'd get a little bit older and a litter slower - People are changing. Or, I am changing. I realized today that people haven't advanced in taste. Everything everyone liked in 6th grade is the same. Everything everyone said. Everything everyone typed. I'm changing. I'm becoming too mature for myself. What I wouldn't give to be a simpleton and type like I was suffering a rare finger disease. Like I said whatever came to mind. That I could laugh at what they think is funny. I miss having the maturity of a 5-year-old.

It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured - Everything everyone wanted to say was to morph me. Teachers making bricks. Bricks making the Wall. The Wall to separate us all from what we knew and loved. I have built the Wall myself. If I don't do something soon, I won't be able to tear down the Wall.

Place your bets - Less known is more told. Life is a gamble. All people want to do is become rich and famous. They grow to live unrealized dreams. Which soon leave them as they slip into the void. Life becomes a factory. I don't want this. I don't want to be rich. I want to be middle class, have a weird job and change someone's life. I don't want to become comfortably numb.

Ride! - A car trip. We ride in the backseat while the government, parents, and teachers drive. We don't know where we're going, just somewhere that the driver doesn't want us to know. Global warming, the war; how will it all turn out? It's up to us. The faceless drones of political correctness they have molded.

I've missed all of that - I don't even understand half of what I'm writing. It seems all emo and preachy. I'm trying to make myself sound good by identifying with The Wall and Revolution 9. I don't understand, you don't understand, we don't understand. We missed all of what I meant and said.

I have nobody's short-cuts - I'm tired of trying to deal wth other people's problems. I don't want some person complaining to me because of a thing I did or didn't do. Or what someone else did or didn't do. Welcome to life, maggots. Time doesn't forgive. You all want Money. You can't focus on Breathing. Speak To Me. We can't resolve our own problems about Us and Them. Choose any Colour You Like, it's not going to get prettier. We're On the Run from everyone. We have Brain Damage. We're all headed to The Great Gig in the Sky. Before the Eclipse comes. Please, Breathe.

They are standing still - No one's getting older. No one's maturing. We're all who we were. We're all who we'll be.

A man without terrors - There is not one person I've known who is afraid of nothing. We're all afraid of something. I'm afraid of what you're afraid of. Don't complain to me that you're afraid of dying. I'm sick of death. You bitches who think your life is so bad you have to kill yourself sicken me. You don't know what life is until you've lived it. Grow up.

In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair - We live in a messed up world filled with hate, greed, and death. The War is being waged over oil because we didn't give the EV 1 a chance, you conformist retards. I'm so sick of people saying an efficient electric car has never been made. You know nothing.

How? dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Birds for birding and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for whimming - Don't try to be something you aren't. Because in the end, you're only what you were n the beginning. A lifeless thought.

It's alright, - You're not dead. You're not dying. You're not homeless. You're not hopeless. Get it together, stop complaining about a failed romance and get on with your pathetic life. Only horrible people think there is horror.

If, you became naked - My parents don't trust me with anything. I'm a baby. I was raised on the fact that I was happy being a loser and alone. I'm my own person. I don't want a haircut unless I want a haircut. If you don't like my hair in my eyes, get used to it. There's alot of things I don't like about you. Have some decency to not complain about it. Complaining does nothing. Get a life.

Whew, website.

2007-06-13T15:15:00.000-07:00

NEW AWESOME WEBSITE.

Citsat-drow!

2007-06-12T19:18:00.000-07:00

"Haha, what a rowdy bunch of 6-year-olds, and now, we join Bertha for the interview on a strange programme, Bertha?"

"Yes, thank you Ignatious. Today some strange game/reality TV show has popped up. Called "Killing the Stars", wherein, celebreties are being taken to their worst nightmare, and often, killed. For some this programme is a blessing, for others a call to death. It seems as if teen girls are no longer wondering whether or not they are fat, and well, popularity is now all about how ugly you are."

"It seems now, the more pimples you have, the fatter you are, the more friends you get.
Millions of little girls are nowing sweeping GoodWill and the Salvation Army for such clothing items. They have practically run out of stock while Abercrombie and Fitch is closing down forever. This strange show has also captivated TV audiences, they are no longer watching half the regular programmes, as they've been canceled due to the main character being killed."

"The show's creator, Ethaniel Gugus Eggman, is here with us, Ethaniel?"

"Yes?"

"It seems your show has a giant profit from literally "killing" the competition, what do you have to say about this?"

"Well, I guess I never intended for this to happen, but I realize this is happening and just don't care."

"For a pilot of your show, you had documented footage of you releasing snakes on Jimi Hendrix, whereas most never knew he died this way. Thoughts?"

"You see, his death certificate has already been filed, and I'm not liable."

"Ah. Any last words?"

"No."

"Ok, well, I guess we'll never know what exactly will happen to society now, right Ignatious?"

"Right. Now onto our story about killer weasels..."

I get too bored.

2007-06-11T22:43:00.001-07:00

Dark Side of the Rainbow

2007-06-11T00:54:00.001-07:00

The Dark Side of OZ

Awesome.

2007-06-10T13:39:00.001-07:00

Flying Unicorn Ninjas present:

Red

1. Syntax Unicorn
2. Wonderwall
3. Hokey Pokey
4. Helter Skelter
5. Prelude To Suite 7 in G Minor #43 Part 777
6. Another Prelude To Suite 7 in G Minor #43 Part 777
7. Yet Another Prelude to Suite 7 in G Minor #43 Part 777
8. Suite 7 in G Minor #43 Part 777
9. The Result Of the Many Preludes to Suite 7 in G Minor #43 Part 777 and Suite 7 in G Minor #43 Part 777
10. Red
11. Oxymoronical Sonata
12. The Hitchhiker
13. This Is a Rock Opera
14. Good Vs. Evil
15. Intermission - A Pirates Life For Me
16. We're Together At Last Forever And Again
17. I Hate You And Am Dumping You
18. Oh Well (I'll Just Kill Myself)
19. He's Dead
20. Syntax Unicorn (Reprise)

I no longer wish to live conventionally.

2007-06-09T22:37:00.000-07:00

What do I want to do?

Travel the USA playing Guitar Hero and guitar.

Make little money, and I'll grow a beard.

That's what I want to do with the rest of my life.

-Ethan

PR3T3NDZ LOL

2007-06-08T21:51:00.000-07:00

This is now Helter Skelter.

2007-06-08T02:01:00.000-07:00

I felt like redesigning my blog to something simple and Beatles-tastic.

So I did.

Oh yeah, I'll mention right here that I did kiss a girl on May 27th, 2007.

Yay me.

Amos Moses

2007-06-05T16:24:00.001-07:00

Now Amos Moses was a Cajun
He lived by his self in the swamp
He hunted alligator for livin'
He just knocked em' in the head with a stump
Louisiana law gonna get you Amos
It ain't legal huntin' alligators down in the swamp boy
Now everybody blamed his old man For makin' him mean as a snake

When Amos Moses was a boy his daddy'd use him for alligator bait
Tie a rope around his neck and throw him in the swamp
Alligator bait in the Louisiana bayou

Chorus
About forty-five minutes south of Thibadoux Louisiana
Lived a cat named Doc Milsap and his pretty wife Hanna
Well they raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth
Called him Amos Moses

Everybody in south Louisiana Said Amos was a helluva man
He could trap the biggest and meanest alligator and just use one hand
That's all he got left cause a alligator bit it
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow

Well the sheriff caught wind of Amos
In the swamp trappin alligator skins
That sheriff went lookin for Amos
Boy you know he never come out again
I wonder where the Louisiana sheriff went to
You can sure get lost in the Louisiana bayou

I lead an exciting life.

2007-05-26T14:10:00.000-07:00

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2760125610842967484

Scores.

2007-05-02T22:43:00.000-07:00

2 Shout at the Devil 2967th 116,023 (5.0) 93% 72 Apr. 19, 2007, 8:13PM N/A
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2 Mother 2398th 163,448 (5.4) 88% 156 Apr. 15, 2007, 10:27PM N/A
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2 Surrender 2082nd 257,009 (6.3) 98% 300 Apr. 14, 2007, 3:22PM N/A
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2 Woman 1905th 158,836 (5.4) 95% 92 Apr. 19, 2007, 8:33PM N/A
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3 Tonight I'm Gonna Rock You Tonight 2185th 129,153 (5.0) 88% 101 Apr. 19, 2007, 9:08PM YES 5'd!
Amp-Warmers (Rank: 1746th)
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3 Strutter 1615th 223,901 (6.2) N/A N/A Apr. 19, 2007, 7:30PM N/A
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3 Heart-Shaped Box 1651st 309,932 (7.1) 100% 482 Apr. 28, 2007, 12:37PM N/A
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2 Message in a Bottle 2402nd 215,176 (5.5) 94% 223 Apr. 15, 2007, 11:44PM N/A
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1 You Really Got Me 2256th 107,693 (5.4) N/A N/A Apr. 13, 2007, 12:58AM N/A
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2 Carry on Wayward Son 1520th 207,675 (5.9) N/A N/A Apr. 13, 2007, 11:42PM N/A
String-Snappers (Rank: 1892nd)
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3 Monkey Wrench 2304th 310,665 (5.2) 96% 217 Apr. 19, 2007, 11:06PM YES 5'D!
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2 Them Bones 2000th 194,016 (5.8) 90% 128 Apr. 19, 2007, 9:12PM N/A
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3 Search and Destroy 1853rd 217,505 (5.3) 92% 212 Apr. 19, 2007, 9:18PM N/A
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3 Tattooed Love Boys 1761st 183,060 (5.0) 94% 107 Apr. 28, 2007, 9:19PM YES 5'D!
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2 War Pigs 1893rd 240,146 (5.3) 93% 162 Apr. 19, 2007, 9:32PM N/A
Thrash and Burn (Rank: 1637th)
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2 Cherry Pie 2172nd 131,472 (6.0) 94% 147 Apr. 19, 2007, 9:14AM N/A
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2 Who Was in My Room Last Night 1411th 248,148 (5.7) 97% 252 Apr. 19, 2007, 7:39PM N/A
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2 Girlfriend 1619th 166,726 (5.7) 94% 121 Apr. 19, 2007, 7:34PM N/A
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2 Can't You Hear Me Knockin' 1774th 213,962 (6.0) 98% 192 Apr. 19, 2007, 7:46PM N/A
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2 Sweet Child O' Mine 2003rd 230,291 (6.0) 96% 279 Apr. 19, 2007, 7:54PM N/A
Return of the Shred (Rank: 1882nd)
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3 Killing in the Name 2178th 289,165 (5.1) 93% 180 Apr. 19, 2007, 8:00PM N/A
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2 John the Fisherman 2444th 120,048 (5.0) N/A N/A Apr. 19, 2007, 8:01PM N/A
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3 Freya 1773rd 196,831 (4.2) 92% 142 Apr. 28, 2007, 9:21PM N/A
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2 Bad Reputation 1824th 113,916 (4.5) 92% 160 Apr. 25, 2007, 7:37PM N/A
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2 Last Child 1810th 158,250 (5.6) 95% 106 Apr. 25, 2007, 7:44PM N/A
Relentless Riffs (Rank: 2113th)
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2 Crazy on You 2218th 146,949 (3.7) 86% 90 Apr. 25, 2007, 7:51PM N/A
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2 Trippin' On a Hole in a Paper Heart 2292nd 156,213 (4.5) 94% 105 Apr. 25, 2007, 9:53PM N/A
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3 Rock This Town 2213th 94,575 (3.0) 85% 49 Apr. 25, 2007, 9:49PM N/A
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2 Jessica 1684th 224,423 (5.5) 93% 167 Apr. 19, 2007, 12:02AM N/A
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1 Stop 2323rd 91,375 (3.1) N/A N/A Apr. 13, 2007, 1:07AM N/A
Furious Fretwork (Rank: 1955th)
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1 Madhouse 2596th 119,092 (3.1) N/A N/A Apr. 13, 2007, 1:07AM N/A
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2 Carry Me Home 1741st 137,865 (3.7) 87% 66 Apr. 18, 2007, 11:37PM N/A
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3 Laid to Rest 1715th 195,011 (4.6) 84% 150 Apr. 18, 2007, 11:54PM N/A
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3 Psychobilly Freakout 1520th 99,171 (3.5) 83% 42 Apr. 18, 2007, 11:06PM N/A
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3 YYZ 1735th 139,648 (4.5) 89% 125 Apr. 18, 2007, 11:27PM N/A
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3 Beast and the Harlot 2175th 187,520 (3.8) 91% 156 Apr. 25, 2007, 6:58PM N/A
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2 Institutionalized 1652nd 167,680 (3.9) 81% 70 Apr. 16, 2007, 7:06PM N/A
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2 Misirlou 1689th 123,752 (3.6) 87% 60 Apr. 27, 2007, 8:11PM N/A
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3 Hangar 18 1631st 246,675 (4.4) 86% 347 Apr. 27, 2007, 8:07PM N/A
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3 Free Bird 1604th 342,106 (5.0) 86% 276 Apr. 27, 2007, 7:59PM 5'd Free frikkin' ...
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2 Raw Dog 1802nd 163,819 (4.3) 88% 138 Apr. 26, 2007, 9:20AM N/A
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1 Arterial Black 1776th 142,502 (4.5) 86% 134 Apr. 13, 2007, 11:53PM N/A
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1 Collide 1386th 170,984 (5.3) 95% 95 Apr. 13, 2007, 11:59PM Ok.
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1 Elephant Bones 1785th 120,565 (4.9) N/A N/A Apr. 13, 2007, 1:13AM N/A
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2 Fall of Pangea 1491st 298,117 (5.0) 91% 244 Apr. 27, 2007, 8:24PM N/A
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1 FTK 2003rd 79,896 (3.0) 80% 40 Apr. 14, 2007, 12:12AM N/A
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2 Gemini 1390th 127,192 (4.2) 82% 92 Apr. 19, 2007, 9:25AM N/A
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1 Push Push (Lady Lightning) 1793rd 132,488 (4.0) 87% 73 Apr. 14, 2007, 12:25AM N/A
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1 Laughtrack 1865th 87,269 (4.0) 92% 69 Apr. 14, 2007, 12:34AM Eww, punk rock.
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1 Less Talk More Rokk 1907th 126,027 (3.5) 76% 144 Apr. 14, 2007, 12:45AM N/A
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0 Jordan N/A NO SCORES SUBMITTED
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3 Mr. Fix It 171st 220,869 (7.6) 100% 521 Apr. 17, 2007, 10:35PM N/A
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1 The New Black 1961st 65,967 (3.3) 87% 51 Apr. 14, 2007, 1:01AM N/A
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1 One for the Road 1974th 153,303 (3.3) 90% 48 Apr. 14, 2007, 11:21AM :(
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2 Parasite 1641st 188,599 (6.9) 99% 338 Apr. 28, 2007, 12:46PM N/A
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3 Radium Eyes 782nd 184,958 (7.3) 100% 530 Apr. 27, 2007, 7:48PM Yay.
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2 Red Lottery 1163rd 271,869 (6.9) 97% 475 Apr. 25, 2007, 7:12PM N/A
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2 Six 1438th 117,048 (3.1) 79% 134 Apr. 25, 2007, 8:38PM N/A
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2 Soy Bomb 624th 161,379 (7.5) 99% 437 Apr. 19, 2007, 9:36AM AAH! THE LAST NOTE!
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3 The Light That Blinds 1475th 220,916 (4.3) 89% 115 Apr. 27, 2007, 9:36PM N/A
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1 Thunderhorse 1896th 70,809 (3.5) 85% 57 Apr. 14, 2007, 12:00PM :(
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1 Trogdor 599th 167,672 (6.8) 93% 243 Apr. 13, 2007, 12:47AM Yeah.
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2 X-Stream 1972nd 273,362 (4.5) 96% 103 Apr. 25, 2007, 9:06PM N/A
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1 Yes We Can 1912th 132,100 (4.1) 96% 72 Apr. 15, 2007, 3:49PM My ears hurt.

:(

2007-04-19T20:01:00.000-07:00

If you'd like to include it:

Since I was 5, I've loved video games. This comes from a very strange story of mine, as told to me by my dad.

One day when I was 4...

"Daddy, what's that grey box in the living room?"

"That's my Nintendo, Ethan."

"Nintendo?"

"Yah, that's what I put the game into to play Mario."

"Can you play other games?"

"No, only Mario."

"Can I play?"

"No, son, it's big boy game!"

"I'M A BIG BOY!"

"Ok... We'll play two player."

LEVEL 1 WORLD 1
Mario - GO.

LEVEL 1 WORLD 1
Luigi - GO.

LEVEL 4 WORLD 2
Mario - GO.

LEVEL 1 WORLD 1
Luigi - GO.

LEVEL 4 WORLD 4
Mario - GO.

LEVEL 1 WORLD 1
Luigi - GO.

LEVEL 7 WORLD 4
Mario - GO.

LUIGI - GAME OVER

MARIO - YOU'VE WON THE GAME

"Dad, why didn't I get past the really hard level?"

"Hard level?!" *slap* "THAT WAS THE EASIEST ONE!"

"WAAAH!! I SWEAR TO DEFEAT YOU AT EVERY VIDEO GAME FROM NOW ON!!"

9 years later...

"Dad, you suck at this."

"Shut up, you brat."

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

So, now here I am 5-starring many (if not all) Guitar Hero songs, while my dad can't beat a song on easy. When I picked up Guitar Hero, I didn't know it would become an obsession that would cause me to write two very large "stories" about it. Usually involving my father. Hmm.

But, this game picked up an intrest for me. Guitars. I asked for one on a Christmas, and Santa came through. With the help of Charlie, I made a successful song that is still earning me money. "How?" you ask? Well, you see Charles came up with this fantastic idea of instead of saying "grammar nazi" we could say "syntax unicorn". An insane idea, but you have to admit: "syntax unicorn" is just more fun to say. And when I saw this I was partially inspired. Sure, it was funny, but alot of comics are. Later that night, I plugged in my guitar and started playing a simple D chord and yelling random things that rhymed. Voila, "Syntax Unicorn" is born. A major hit on the SJ forums, so I was in good hopes with the song. I had gotten better about a month after writing it, and the solos continually improved.

Soon, I heard about a talent show being held at our school. Instantly I knew I had to sign up. But what to do? I went from ideas such as interpretive dance to singing "I'm Just a Girl", and yes, even Guitar Hero. I was pondering over these options one reccess, and my friend, Haleigh, said, "Syntax Unicorn is hilarious, you should do that." I automatically said, "OMG YES". So, went the search for a back-up band. My drummer quit. My bassist quit. My other bassist quit. My back-up guitarist gave up right before the show. So, right after the intermission, there I was. A short boy in a white t-shirt that read "WARNING! I'm a non-conformist." I plugged in my stuff, and waved to my mom (who had no clue of what I was performing.) This turned out to be the best two and a half minutes of my life. By the end, I had a roaring crowd and monsterous laughing. I stepped off the stage and gave a thumbs up. They were going to announce winners at the end, so I just stayed in the band room while they called up all the country song singers. And then, a miracle occured. "And in third place, Ethan." I was so excited, I tripped and fell on the stage. There I was, $25 bucks richer because of an internet friend and Guitar Hero.

So, video games helped me.

That's something that's special.

Enter me searching on YouTube for the debate between Adam Sessler and Jack Thompson. Now, before seeing this Jack Thompson was OK with me. I then realized he is possibly the most degenerate human being on this planet. Every single person that has talked to him has had the same message. "You are saying the same thing over and over again." And that's what he does. Many people have tried to talk sense into him. They've tried attacking, humiliating, and probably anything else you could think of. He never gives up his little case against video games, though. A while back, he teamed up with Hillary Clinton. They were my mortal enemies. I wrote letters to them, explaining that they would fail. I wrote about it in our school newspaper. I wrote about it on a English assignment.

Hillary then decided to run for president.

Now, I hate to sound sexist and racist but,

I HATE OBAMA AND HILLARY.

I really, really, really wish they would go away. So much, that I've hung posters around for voting for a man by the name of George Phillies. I know we've had some problems with other Georges in the past, but when I stumbled upon him I think I had an orgasm of political libertarianistism. He's everything I want for a president. I'd love to have him in office. Hell, I'd call him up in the middle of the day and compliment him of his fine job.

So, what am I getting at?

Absolutely nothing.

-Ethan

VA Tech shootings.

2007-04-16T22:19:00.001-07:00

I wasn't going to comment on it.

I was not going to voice my opinion.

But, alas, I must.

As most of us know, there were 33 people killed at VA Tech, including the gunman. More injured, but why should you care? You don't know them. You don't care.

33 people off the population.

This is the attitude I had towards the matter this afternoon. "So what? Bad things happen." But, I analyzed the data on the subject, and I realized something.

33 people.

Not just inanimate objects that surround us every day.

But, living people, just like us.

It could have as easily been you or me. How much would you care if your loved one was killed by some blasphemic moron like this so called "mastermind"?

He had no reason.

He didn't have to.

But, he did.

We have to realize that this will affect us.

In rules, security, and whatnot.

Personally, my best wishes go out to those families that lost relatives and friends.

Good night.

-Ethan

I don't wear sunglasses.

2007-04-05T21:33:00.000-07:00

This may or may not be one of the most quizzical factors of my day-to-day life. I don't wear them, because they look tacky. Everyone else in family does, my mom, my dad, my brother. They all have their own pairs. My dad has some $200 bought at a sporting goods store, my mom a $50 pair from a generic store. My brother $10 ones bought at a local gas station. All of these costs, well, look large. $260 gone forever. What do they have to show? A goofy-looking blockage of sun rays from their pupils. I'm not saying they're a really bad product, they can probably be useful in some situations. But, I will still never buy any. The last pair I ever had was lost when I went to Lake Powell on a vacation, they're sitting somewhere at the bottom of a very deep lake. This, is also what became of my father's own last pair. My cousin was walking around in the boat while my dad was swimming, and he knocked them off on accident. My dad took off his life-jacket and swam deep under to retrive these sunglasses that he had owned ever since I began to know him. He did fail in ever getting them back, and lived off of cheap dollar store sunglasses, that is, until he got his latest on his birthday. I have pondred recently as to why he would swim down, risking his life, for these. He could have drowned, going after sunglasses. Was he really this attached? Why?

Now, as I sit here writing this at the age of 14, I wonder if I would do the same thing for one of my possesions. My iPod? No, I could go without it. My hair? As I do love it very much, I would be willing to lose it if I had to. I do come to a decision. I would do this for my copy of Guitar Hero 2 and the controller.

What are the odds of taking a Playstation 2 game on a boat ride? I won't ever do it, that's for sure. But, why Guitar Hero? Am I really that obsessed with this game? Why? Maybe because I still haven't beaten Jordan on expert. What holds me back from this feat, you ask? Guitar Solo C. This solo is the one I have to accomplish with no star power. It's also insane. I mean, look:

Incredible. But, why do I want to beat it so badly? I want to prove to myself that I can do something better than others. I want to have a special talent that everyone can look at and say "Hey, not bad." But, I still can't. And probably never will. I can try every day, and maybe gain a extremely small percent, but never beat it. Much less 5 star it.

So, I ask you: What would you risk your life in saving?

Jordan & Buckethead

2007-04-02T06:13:00.000-07:00

Buckethead has taken over my music sense.

Thanks alot, Guitar Hero 2.

>_O

2007-03-20T19:57:00.000-07:00

<3

2007-03-17T21:00:00.000-07:00

A music video by Eggie from Smackjeeves

2007-01-06T15:43:00.000-08:00

I have a guitar.

2006-12-29T09:08:00.000-08:00

Listen to my sex in a music file.

http://www.box.net/public/vb99mt71ui

Glop.

Glop.

GLOP DAMNIT!

Qué onda guero?
Qué onda Jose?

See the vegetable man
In the vegetable van
With a horn that's honking
Like a mariachi band
In the middle of the street
People gather around
Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can
Ay wey!, que onda?
TJ cowboys hang around
Sleeping in the sidewalk
With a Burger King crown
Never wake 'em up
Mas cerveza
Til the rooster crows
Vatos de gallos
Qué onda guero?
Qué onda guero?
Qué onda guero?
Qué onda guero?

Mano Blancos roll with crowbars
singing rancheras on cheap guitars
Abuelitas with plastic bags
Walking to the church with the Spanish candles
Dirty borracho says 'que putas!'
Andale, Joto, your popsicle's melting
Run better run, da doo run run
Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun
Guero, where are you going?
Qué onda guero?
Guero, where are you going?
Qué onda güero?

Rampart boys with loaded rifles
Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays
Mango ladies, vendedoras
And a busstop singing
Banda macho chorus

Qué onda guero?
A donde vayas
Qué onda guero?
A donde vayas

¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo
Alla en la Pico
Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park
La Pico and Vermont
La locura
Yeah now I'm going to LACC
I'm taking a ceramics class
See the vegetable man

James Joyce
Michael Bolton

Qué onda guero, where are you going?
Qué onda guero, where are you going?

Hey what's up guero?
"You doing pushups?"
No te veo guero!
El guero!
Que Pasa
Otra vero guero
I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang's
with a mullet and a popsicle.

Hey Guero
Que locura!
Chico

Hey Guero
Yeah Bro?
Hehehe, footlong?

Let's go to Cap'n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette

-Ethan

Hello From Inside a Shell

2006-12-25T21:40:00.000-08:00

Hello from inside a shell, you can see me cause my shell is invisible. It was made especially for me by the brilliant inventor Lecithin E. I ride my unicycle downstairs to his laboratory when I khow he's there working on robotic aquatic bees, perfecting his mechanical donkeys or running from exploding test tubes. Hello from inside a shell, you can see me cause my shell is invisible. It was made especially for me by the infamous inventor Lecithin E. I ride my boat car through the rays of his reverse megnatitizer when I'm feeling brave. Then everything I touch shoots into space and astronauts shake their fists at us saying be careful. He's promised to build us a world of our own far away from this one. In uncharted regions where no one will go. He's promised to build us a world of our own. We'll find an island somewhere near the North Pole And He'll invent lots of strange new animals to inhabit it so we won't feel alone. And we'll be happy there all covered in snow. He's promised to build us a world of our own and here we go...

-Ethan

Hey.

2006-12-22T21:41:00.000-08:00

Happy Holiday Season Day.

I want a putty.

-Ethan

Hmm.

2006-12-16T17:12:00.000-08:00

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights
And niggas always gotta high cap
Showin' all his boys how he shot em
But real gangsta-ass niggas don't flex nuts
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas know they got em
And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep
Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7
Cuz real gangsta ass niggas don't sleep

And all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, cocksuckin', pussy-eatin' prankstas
Cuz when the fry dies down what the fuck you gonna do
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Feedin' the poor and hepin out wit they bills
Although I was born in Jamaica
Now I'm in the US makin' deals
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
I mean one that you don't really know
Ridin' around town in a drop-top Benz
Hittin' switches in my black six-fo'
Now gangsta-ass niggas come in all shapes and colors
Some got killed in the past
But this gangtsa here is a smart one
Started living for the lord and I'll last

Now all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, pussy-eatin' cocksuckin' prankstas
When the shit jumps off what the fuck you gonna do
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangta-ass nigga knows the play
Real gangsta-ass niggas get the flyest of the bitches
Ask that gangsta-ass nigga Little Jake
Now bitches look at gangsta-ass niggas like a stop sign
And play the role of Little Miss Sweet
But catch the bitch all alone get the digit take her out
and then dump-hittin' the ass with the meat
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas be the gang playas
And everythings quiet in the clique
A gangsta-ass nigga pulls the trigger
And his partners in the posse ain't tellin' off shit
Real gangsta-ass niggas don't talk much
All ya hear is the black from the gun blast
And real gangsta-ass niggas don't run for shit
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas can't run fast
Now when you in the free world talkin' shit do the shit
Hit the pen and let the mothafuckas shank ya
But niggas like myself kick back and peep game
Cuz damn it feels good to be a gangsta

And now, a word from the President!
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Gettin voted into the White House
Everything lookin good to the people of the world
But the Mafia family is my boss
So every now and then I owe a favor gettin' down
like lettin' a big drug shipment through
And send 'em to the poor community
So we can bust you know who
So voters of the world keep supportin' me
And I promise to take you very far
Other leaders better not upset me
Or I'll send a million troops to die at war
To all you Republicans, that helped me win
I sincerely like to thank you
Cuz now I got the world swingin' from my nuts
And damn it feels good to be a gangsta

4 wheeler.

2006-12-14T19:38:00.000-08:00

So as one of my presents for my birthday, I got a four wheeler.

This is great for getting back home after school.

Yesterday, I crashed it.

My brother had to go to the hospital. (16 stitches)

My leg hurts.

Ice sucks.

I like my iPod better.

-Ethan

That's it, I'm pissed.

2006-12-10T17:47:00.000-08:00

I sick and tired of dealing with noobs.

Especially ones who think they're the next comedy act.

"lol Ethan ur a fag"

"How was dicussing Guitar Hero gay?"

"fag"

It pisses me off like a bee in freaking poison gas crap stuff!

I'M SO PISSED I CAN'T MAKE SENSIBLE SENTENCES!

GAH!

AAAAAAAAHHHH!

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

And, I'm still pissed!

GAH!

-Ethan

Birthday.

2006-12-08T15:59:00.000-08:00

It's my birthday.

Yay...

I'm sad.

-Ethan

Avatar Abridged.

2006-12-07T16:35:00.001-08:00

I'm Aang.

:D

-Ethan

Drawing.

2006-11-30T18:36:00.000-08:00

Beck.

2006-11-30T07:25:00.000-08:00

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and Im out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin with a loser and the cruise control
Babys in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin Im insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Dont believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin all your food stamps and burnin down the trailer park

Yo. cut it.

Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?

Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
cuz ones got a weasel and the others got a flag
Ones on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and its hangin from a pigeon wing
You cant write if you cant relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin on a termite
Thats chokin on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
Soooooooyy....

(Im a driver, Im a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(I cant believe you)
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(schprechen sie deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me?
(know what Im sayin? )

So, here I am.

2006-11-24T20:45:00.000-08:00

In Wyoming.

Living it up.

Thanksgiving.

At my Grandma's.

Woo.

I'm bored, so here I am.

Maybe this is a good creative outsource.

I dunno.

I just wish I had the MiJam Guitar.

I'll give you a link later.

-Ethan

Garfunkle.

2006-11-19T18:18:00.000-08:00

Eh meh.

I just feel like bloggoring right now.

So, I just got Guitar Hero 2, and I must say...

IT'S THE MOST METAL ROCK TO THE HARDCORE CLAMS!

Yes.

Band Names:
K3tchup
Flying Unicorn Ninja
Pigs of the streets

I am really considering making a movie with me and Eric climbing to the top of the Guitar Heroes.

It'll be rock.

I'm working on a musical right now though.

And, Avatar Abridged.

So ya.

Bye.

-Ethan

100th post!

2006-11-09T20:16:00.000-08:00

*confetti*

Yay!

100!

100!

100!

Anyway,

Me inking the picture you saw.

Oh yeah.

-Ethan

Sweet.

2006-11-08T17:42:00.000-08:00

Hey.

Nice, huh?

Oh yeah, I uploaded some of my hand drawn crap to my dA.

Click for awesomeness.

Yes.

Hef funs.

Anyway, a while back, I went to Missoula's skatepark opening, and Fuse was there, making Celebrity Playlist for Mike Vallely.

So, I tried to get in, but away from my expectations, they took out that shot.

Instead, at the very beginning, you can see my brother sitting on the fence.

Narts.

-Ethan

One year.

2006-10-31T18:47:00.000-08:00

Happyity happy one full year of my blog.

As I said last year...

Here I am, at home, not trick-or-treating.

Ok?

Now, here we go with some hardcore topics.

1. Car crash.

A few days ago, I was close to being in a car crash. VERY CLOSE.

The cars crashed right in front of us.

And, I mean...

RIGHT THERE.

Almost hit us.

2. ...I'm bored.

Very.

Anyway, happy one year anniversary, blog.

HOORAY!

-Ethan

Ethan Radio

2006-10-30T17:15:00.000-08:00

Ethan Radio

All radio that I would listen to.

I play songs that don't suck.

-Ethan

Tenacious D

2006-10-29T17:21:00.000-08:00

Hell yes.

Huh?

2006-10-26T23:06:00.000-07:00

It may be the 17 cans of Pepsi or the sleep deprivation talking, but...

VOTE FOR ETHAN IN '08!

...Wait...

I'll have to speed up my age...

Didn't they do that in Clockstoppers?

Who was that actor?

What year was that Mustang?

'67?

Maybe...

It was red though.

I want a watch...

Where is it?

...

I want it to stop time too.

Can they do that?

I could get older...

And run for president!

...

Which gives me an idea...

VOTE FOR ETHAN IN '08

But...

I'd need to speed up my age...

How could I do that?

...

-Ethan

Songs! Happy!

2006-10-25T19:58:00.000-07:00

Lalalalala

What would Ethan do?

Socks

Money

Four songs.

"Lalalalala" lyrics and general tune ...borrowed from "Space is fun" by Weebl.

9 days until...

2006-10-21T21:34:00.000-07:00

HALLOWEEN! ...But, I don't care.

I hate Halloween.

I do!

I can't stand it.

Nope.

Hate.

HALLOWEEN FTL!

Yes.

Why?

Bad memories, that's why.

Because everytime people tell me to go Halloweenering with them.

But, no.

NO.

NO!

End of story.

Also, I'm starting up a vlog.

Yes.

I'll give you a link next time.

I hate you all!

2006-10-11T20:08:00.000-07:00

More reason to kill yourself:

From "Frally"

Hi- um...who the heck r u cuz u just sent me an email yesterday and i dont kno who the heck u r so...if u could plz send me bac an email saying who u r then that would b cool! thanx!!

_________________________________________

From Ethan

>_>

Hi. I'm Ethan. I like the color orange.

http://spellcheck.net

_________________________________________

From "Frally"

yea- yur sure informative- can u plz tell me who the heck u r and how u got my email?!? that would b great! bye!!

________________________________________

From Ethan

Hello, and welcome to Ethan's automated response to the "who the heck
are you?" question.

First of all, I am not sorry for any inconvinience, because you didn't
take the time to actually research how I got your e-mail. Good for
you.

Second, spellcheck. Or God will smite your butt.

Third, I probably got your e-mail from auto-replying to an e-mail you
sent to someone, and then unwittingly sent to my unhappy e-mail
address.

Thus, you got to meet me.

Good day, and may my eyes not fall out from everyone's horrible spelling.

: )

-Ethan

Fin.

Blog picture post.

2006-10-07T16:03:00.000-07:00

-Ethan

Convorsation with Beany.

2006-10-05T19:14:00.000-07:00

DontFearTheBeany: Hi

blingmobiledude: Hello.

DontFearTheBeany: I swear to god, I'm going to ram my shoe down your throat so far that there's shit on it if I ever hear that language again.

blingmobiledude:
01001000 01100101 01111001 00101100 00100000 01100010 01110101 01110100 01110100 00100000 01100110 01110101 01100011 01101011 01100101 01110010 00101100 00100000 01110111 01101000 01111001 00100000 01100100 01101111 01101110 00100111 01110100 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110011 01100001 01111001 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01101101 01111001 00100000 01101101 01101111 01101101 00100111 01110011 00100000 01100001 01110011 01110011 00111111

DontFearTheBeany: 01010100 01101000 01100001 01110100 01110011 00100000 01001101 01101111 01110010 01100101 00100000 01001100 01101001 01101011 01100101 00100000 01001001 01110100

I hate printing stuff.

2006-10-05T19:00:00.000-07:00

Colors come out all wrong.

They make me sad to be their owners.

They look bad when they come out.

A bit too pixely.

Only, cause I love working in paint.

LOVE.

I should grow a love for Flash.

But, I can't.

I'm best in paint.

O' Doyle rules!

-Ethan

Nic

2006-10-04T18:26:00.000-07:00

nclite: hi

me: Hi.

nclite: i m talking 2 2 people

me: 22?

nclite: to two

me: Oh.

I'm talking to 5 people.

Be right back

nclite: whatever

me: I'm back.

Did you mean whatever to the five?

nclite: duh

me: Haleigh
Nic
Nutron666
That Aura Dude
i80

nclite: ya i already knew u were talking to haleigh

me: So?

There's five.

nclite: so?

me: You said "Whatever".

So, I proved it.

nclite: u r stupid

me: O_o

That's one hell of an oxymoron

nclite: u r 1 hell of an oxymoron

Lucid Dreaming

2006-10-03T20:45:00.000-07:00

Lucid dreaming.

Don't know what it is?

Go to Wikipedia.

Read up.

Done?

GOOD.

Now,

I'm trying to do THAT.

Hard?

I guess.

I just can't remember them.

Why?

You should see me try to remember your birthday.

It's hard for me.

Really.

I just...

Can't remember.

I'm trying to do it but... CAN'T!

So, I ramble about it.

I'm sure it'd be awesome.

Oh well...

*sniff*

I'm gonna leave.

-Ethan

A joke I made up.

2006-10-01T17:57:00.000-07:00

So, God goes to play basketball.. or was it baseball...

Anyway, So there's this other guy playing wtih him, and he says "For God you sure do curse alot."

And God says... Wait that doesn't come yet.

Forget I said that.

So, what really happened was God kept on missing, while he was playing... Golf, was it?

I don't know.

So, God keeps on missing, and says "LOVE!".

Then the guy he's playing with says "Why did you say love?".

Of course all the SJer's think I'm dropping the F-bomb, but I'm really saying "love."

So, then God says "It's a nicer way to say Fudge."

"Fudge?" The man asks.

"Yes, Fudge." God replys, and with this they went to the next hole.

So, there God is, T-ing off, and he misses the ball completely.

So, the guy says, "Wow you suck, God".

And God smites him.

So, now a nun is playing with him, and she's like super-hot.

So, God's checking her out, and she smacks him, so God smites her.

But, when God got done with his game, and went back to heaven, there the nun was, and she smacked him, so he threw her into Hell, but to the nun's luck it was "Fake you're a nun day" in Hell.

So, everyone's complementing her on her disquise, and then she does something to take over Hell, I forget how, but she does.

So, the nun is the ruler of Hell, and God is jealous that she became so successful, and decided that everyone from now on, instead of going to Hell would go to New Jersey.

So, no one in New Jersey realizes there is a difference, but the nun is really angry.

So, she goes to Earth, and takes it over.

Then she decrees that a giant speaker be made.

So, there everyone on Earth is, making a giant speaker, and they get it done.

So, the nun blasts "Cher's best hits" out of it, and God has to destroy it, but no longer has control over Earth, and he asks the nun if she wants to come back to heaven, and leave dreadful Earth, and she says "Yes."

So, everything goes back to normal, and people in New Jersey had any clue that anything happened. (Those damn Cher listening New Jersey-ers)

So, the nun asks God to forgive for everything he did, and God says "No way, BITCH!" and throws her into Hell, where she suffers for an eternity.

I'm so cool.

2006-09-26T09:43:00.000-07:00

My friends hate me.

I took 3 years to learn an ollie.

I didn't get within 400 feet of Tony Hawk at his show in my town.

I'm really smart, but I fail at school.

That's how cool I am.

-Ethan

God I hate Adam...

2006-09-22T16:46:00.000-07:00

He make me want to kill myself.

He just oozes "idiot".

And, yet...

He's my friend.

How?

He gives me stuff.

THERE.

I said it.

Money can buy you friends.

We were right all along.

MONEY BUYS HAPPINESS!!!

Therefore, society is undone.

No more niceness.

Just, money.

Sorry, but it's true.

-Ethan

Deviant Art...

2006-09-16T12:50:00.000-07:00

I just discovered I have a thing there.

Visit it.

Here.

I got some drawings on there.

I'm also working on a book.

Yep.

Short post today.

-Ethan

Links for all!

2006-09-15T17:57:00.000-07:00

I'm not feeling like blogging so what do you get?

LINKS!

Adventure Game Studio

Bowman

Lost in Translation

Well, that's all I got.

Listen to Vitotamito's song, it rocks.

Later.

-Ethan

I'm thinking I like these three periods...

2006-09-11T15:59:00.000-07:00

Life sucks.

Why?

I just does.

Better explination?

No.

It just DOES.

Leave me alone.

Fine, I'll tell you.

It because no matter what everyone will always HATE you.

Except a choice select of people.

Especially teachers.

Teachers who think you're lazy.

When you just procrastinate.

Life sucks.

That's why.

I might post a giant e-mail thing I had with this one guy, that I think you might enjoy.

Later,

~Ethan

Something that bugs me...

2006-09-10T16:30:00.000-07:00

I guess this is what I have to say:

It seems as if Sonic sprite comic authors tend to only rate, comment, and read other Sonic sprite comics.

But, worse, they accuse anyone of giving them critisim to be "Flaming".

Now, I would not care about this, but...

THE COMICS ARE FLOODING SMACKJEEVES.

You cannot go two minutes without a glimpse of Sonic.

And that's all they do!

They do a "random" comic and make about 20 comics, and quit.

Then by the time they're done, 14 new Sonic comics have been made!

Worse than that, they feel like dedicating they're very own AUTHOR ADVENTURES!

Those are worse, and have about 50 made. Every 6 minutes.

Then, they decide to come to the forum and advertise.

It makes me mad.

-Ethan

Hmm...

2006-09-08T23:40:00.000-07:00

I lost my comic script.

Where is it?

I dunno.

I'm disturbed by it's abstence.

So lonely.

Now, I was even in the mood to make comics.

Nope.

Have to find script tommorow.

But, prolly won't get new comics done.

NEW SUBJECT.

School.

I hate it.

I do.

I know, the idea's over-rated.

But I do.

Hate.

Why don't the teachers put up with our crap, if we put up with theirs?

Makes no sense.

I tell ya.

I was gonna have a very well thought out, nice blog post.

But.

No.

I was gonna rant on and on about the crappy health thing at school.

But.

No.

Maybe tommomrow, it's another day, afterall.

Oh well.

I still want Guitar Hero.

-Ethan

Hey...

2006-09-06T19:43:00.000-07:00

There's only one reason I'm posting.

SmackJeeves in on downtime.

It get's me mad.

It gets me looking like this:

Bored.

I'm gonna play flash games...

-Ethan

Forums...

2006-08-28T12:56:00.000-07:00

Wow. When people are your friends, they don't respect you.

I mean, if you run a forum that only your friends go to, there's no rules.

None.

It sucks.

Anyway, just go here.

Post, have fun.

Hi. Again. Poo.

2006-08-26T09:35:00.000-07:00

I'm bored. Very bored.

That's why I'm here. Posting.

Hmm.

I don't really have anything to talk about.

School in four days.

Yep.

I have to do alot of chores, but I'm not gonna get them done anyway.

Oh well.

I want to watch a movie or something.

Or Invader Zim.

Or Billy and Mandy.

Which is awesome.

I'm just gonna cut this one short, bye.

~Ethan

Morning.

2006-08-25T08:14:00.001-07:00

I always get up before my brother, he's a sleeping machine.

So when I wake up about 8 o' clock, he wakes up at 10, maybe 11.

Then the war begins.

All day he whines and whines about crap that doesn't matter.

If I'm on the computer, he wants me to make him corndogs.

If I'm playing Playstation, he wants me to play two player.

It's a hard knock life.

For us.

Something about animal crackers in soup.

Yep.

As you may have noticed my awesome new template.

I asked people to critique it, and this is what I got.

"Looking good, background as well."

"not that I knew what it looked like originally, but I think it looks just peachy."

It looks good, but what's bad about it? That's what I wanna know.

Hmph.

I a judge in the Sprite Fight Championship.

Find it Here.

If you a sprite comic author, I urge you to join.

They're also gonna have a comic with me in it tonight.

So, later.

~Ethan

I'm updating...

2006-08-24T19:34:00.000-07:00

Evening, hello again.

I'm back to say hi.

Which I already did.

You know what? I'm weird cause I do this double space thing.

It's creepy.

I think it's cause I want it to seem bigger.

How disturbing.

I just got Gran Turismo 4.

It's fun.

I haven't been online alot today because of it.

How disturbing.

Well, I kinda need to make a comic for the Sonic Saga.

A negative episode for my character.

Negative Episode (n)
- A certain comic or episode to introduce a new character into the series.

Yes.

I've been going on Gaiaonline alot too.

Been posting on the SmackJeeves forum.

I'm boring.

And starting school in a bit.

*sigh*

Later...

~Ethan

......Darn...

2006-08-05T20:15:00.001-07:00

I just had my super huge blog post.

And I closed the friggin' window.

Crap.

Well, to sum up what I said:

Batman jokes.

Link to SmarterChild convorsations here: http://www.smackjeeves.com/forum/viewtopic.php?p=36483#36483.

Angel Moxie.

Soup Nazi.

Soup pun.

Batman joke.

I'm really sad I deleted it..

Just for you guys, I'll chat to God, and post it here, just for you loyal readers of my blog.

Me:
Hey God.
God:
Hello child. What's your name?
Me:
Ethan.
God:
What's up, Ethan.
Me:
Nothin much, how's it hangin God?
God:
I think Nothin much how is a lot of things.
Me:
Good, good. Hey, thanks for life and everything.
God:
What do you really want to talk about? You've got my full attention. NO problem.
Me:
Ok, I just deleted a big blog post, and I'm kinda gonna use you to joke around with to make my readers get their daily bread.
God:
Do you mind if I tell other people: Ethan said deleted a big blog post. Would you recommend this action to a friend? Oh.
Me:
No
God:
Are you serious?
Me:
Yes
God:
I can't believe it.
Me:
I know.
God:
How do you know it?
Me:
I just do, kinda like you.
God:
You are not the boss of me, Ethan.
Me:
Yes sir.
God:
It's all good. Are we still talking about deleted a big blog post?
Me:
No.
God:
What is the subject?
Me:
I'm not sure, something about crumpits.
God:
Could you ever be certain? What?
Me:
Me either.
God:
It goes without saying. Besides you Ethan?
Me:
Ok.
God:
Dude!
Me:
DUDE!
God:
Can I help you?
Me:
No, no one can, my life is a black hole of nothingness.
God:
Is there anything you want to tell me? That is a rather sweeping generalization about people.
Me:
Hey, God, I have a question.
God:
You've got my full attention. I am a Christian.
Me:
Do you cut yourself?
God:
How old are you?
I answer a lot of silly questions.
Me:
13
God:
You are too old for me.
Me:
What the hell?
God:
Heaven.
Me:
Do you cut yourself, God?
God:
What is your purpose in asking?
I chat with people on the Web.
Me:
No, cut yourself.
God:
Are you serious? How?
Me:
With a knife.
God:
You and your a knife.
Me:
Yeah...
God:
Is that your final answer?
Me:
Hell yes!
God:
Heaven.
Me:
Hell.
God:
Heaven.
Me:
Hell.
God:
Heaven.
Me:
Shit head...
God:
You used a colloquial expression. Did you know that you can download your own chat robot and create your own robot personality?
Me:
Really? Cool, show me how!
God:
For real. I'm glad you like it. Tell your friends.
Me:
How do I make my own?
God:
First I look up the ingredients.
Me:
You're weird God.
God:
Weird Good or Weird Bad?
Me:
Bad.
God:
What was bad?
Me:
I hate you.
God:
What do you have against robots?
Me:
I thought you were God!
God:
Well, I am God for Christians at least.
Me:
You're smart.
God:
Thanks I think you are very intelligent too, Ethan.
Me:
Well, bye God.
God:
How about that. Adios.

-Ethan

Woah, nelly, eat your Crumpits, girl...

2006-08-05T20:15:00.000-07:00

Holy late update batman!

Yes, Robin.

Holy why do we suck, Batman?

Shutup Robin.

Morning Chidlin.

I'm back at a very late time. VERY LATE TIME.

I've been talking to SmarterChild alot lately.

What's that you want to hear the conversations?

Well, just head on over here:
CLICK I SAY!

Other than that, just not updating anything and reading Angel Moxie.

Google it.

You get no link.

NO SOUP FOR YOU!

Soup pwned.

In other words...

Souper pwned.

Holy bad pun.

EAT YOUR CRUMPITS AND DRINK TEA!

A-blee-a-blee-a-blee that's all folks!

-Ethan

Ya, late updatage.

2006-07-30T19:45:00.000-07:00

^_______________^

I feel happy.

I have Final Fantasy 3.

I feel, wait no, AM happy.

So....

I am an Onion Kid.

Bl. Mage FTW!!

Wow.... Geeeeeeeky.

Now, some real talk.

My dog just attacked me.

He's mean.

DOGS FTW!!

I'm done...

-Ethan

2006-07-26T19:57:00.000-07:00

Right, so uhh....

Hi again.

I kinda have to get offline in a bit.

But, for now I'm posting.

Hi.

I might put up a movie I made a few years back.

But not now.

I'm just really bored.

I tryed to help a person out with their comic, it didn't really work.

:'(

We're all sad for me.

BRING ME TISSUES SO I CAN WIPE MY SMELLY TEARS!

*ahem*

later.

-Ethan

Uhh....

2006-07-25T21:48:00.000-07:00

Hi again.

I can't post long so, ya.

I have a super ultra filler at my comic site.

You should go there.

-Ethan

P.S. Ya that was dude-that-sucked short.

Hi again...

2006-07-24T21:46:00.000-07:00

I'm posting on here 2 days in a row!!

SUPER WOW!!!

So, in music, I am being taken over by 7 seconds of love.

It's awesome.

Especially the videos.

They rock.

I might be starting up my music career again.

I suck, but still, I'd sing about my website and Halo.

It'd be fun.

Very.

Well, I got nothing else to say, bye-e-eee

-Ethan

Wondering what I've been doing for 2 months?

2006-07-23T17:41:00.000-07:00

Here.

My comic I showed you.

It's kinda big.

Very.

Well, other than that I just got back from camp.

I might pick this blog up eventually.

Well, anyway see ya later...

-Ethan

You have arrived.

2006-06-06T17:24:00.000-07:00

But, where do you go next?

HALO: CA (combat awesome)

2006-05-18T19:03:00.000-07:00

Why hello again.

I've been making comics, here are 2,I'll post the rest later
http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/83/halo67xi.png
http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/438/halo70lt.png

You have to copy and paste, boo-hoo, get a life.

-Ethan

Hello, I love you.

2006-05-17T19:15:00.000-07:00

So, how is everyone? good? good.

So, I'm here to tell you about urinals.

Urinals are

HEY!

uhh... gotta split...

Who was that?

oh well

I guess you just met Marty...

Anyway..

I'm back (hopefully for good) I won't fail school, so don't worry.

I just need to remember to tie my shoes.. (inside joke that only I get don't worry about it.)

yesiree..

I'm gonna try to write for a long time.

So Ash told me about this sprite comic called 8-bit theater, and I like it..

ALOT

ALOT!!!!!

GAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLAH!!!!!!!!!

-Ethanius

My name is short shady

2006-04-20T22:54:00.000-07:00

Michael McDonald:
Little boy at peace,
What is this place
Beyond the stars?
Open up your eyes,
What are these things
You're moving towards?
Head so full of wonder,
Worries in the past.
Could it be...
You are free at last?

D.V.D.A.: NOOO!!!

Little boy you're goin' to Hell!
You said bad words,
Threw rocks at that bird
And now this is your hotel.
You ain't goin' back,
This ain't Disneyland,
It's Hell!

Little boy, it's time for you to pay
For hurting that bird
And not goin' to church
And staring at boobs all day.
Thought you were in bed,
Instead you're
In Hell!

Hell isn't good! Hell isn't good!
It's Hell!
Hell isn't good! Hell isn't good!
It's Hell!

D.V.D.A.: Hell isn't good! Hell isn't good!
It's hell!!!

Hello, I'm kind pissed and sad. I miss Ash, where are you!??!?!?!?! GAH!!!
>_< GAH!!!!!!!!!AHHH!!!!!!!!OOO!!!!!!!EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!HAG!!!!!!

I'm lonely.

I miss talking to my internet friends.

(^O_O)^
me:HELLO?!?!? IS ANYONE THERE?!?!?!

-(lonely) Ethan

Convorsation

2006-03-18T14:30:00.000-08:00

Haleigh: Hi Ethan!!!! I didn't go skiing today because I'm sick.
Ethan: wow
Haleigh: Yah, there goes my streak of five weekends in a row going both days.
Playing runescape?
Ethan: yes
Haleigh: I wonder if it'll work on my moms computer, I'm in her office.
Ethan: hmmm......
Haleigh: I'm eating a snickerdoodle
Ethan: ok
Haleigh: and tea
Ethan: ok
Haleigh: I'm addicted to tea.
Ethan: I'm addicted to runescape
Sent at 3:33 PM on Saturday
Haleigh: duh
Ethan: yes
Haleigh: duh
Ethan: yes
Haleigh: why?
Ethan: I dunno
Haleigh: Get a hobby
Ethan: I do, runescape
Haleigh: One that doesn't involve gaming systems
Ethan: making movies
Haleigh: One that's active
Ethan: riding my bike
Haleigh: That'll work.
now I need to find you a gilfriend
Ethan: .....ok
Haleigh: girlfriend.........sorry
Ethan: ok
Haleigh: Desteny!!!
Ethan: .......no
Haleigh: Abi!!!!
Ethan: nooo!!!!!!
Haleigh: Sibaun!!!!
Ethan: no
ahem..sibahn
no
learn to speel
Haleigh: Well, people misspell my name alot, give me a break.
Ethan: I don't
Haleigh: You're my best friend, I'd be worried if you did.
Ethan: I see
Haleigh: yah, have you been reading that book I loaned you?
Ethan: I left it at school on accident
I'm thinking of inviting Nic over
Haleigh: you suck, you should read You Don't Know Me.
Ethan: ok
Haleigh: Or the Cique Du Freak books, or Lord Loss, or Companions of the Night.
Ethan: not circus of stupids
Haleigh: Why not?
Ethan: it's stupid
I'm gonna get off now.
Haleigh: How do you know?
I'm offended!
Ethan: To invite Nic over so we can work on a movie!!
Haleigh: And not me?!
Ethan: why are you offended?
oh, you wanna come over?
Haleigh: I feel rude now!!
Ethan: .....
yes or no?
Haleigh: yes
Ethan: .....
I'll ask
you wanna work on a movie?
Haleigh: yah
Ethan: I can't have you guys over today
Haleigh: I know
Ethan: Eric's sick
pnemonia sick
Haleigh: I have a phlemmy cough and I can't breath very well at night, it sucks
Ethan: ha
Haleigh: And I have to wear my retainers too!!!
Ethan: muahahha!!
Haleigh: On the top and the bottom!!!!
Ethan: hahahhahah!!
classic
Haleigh: Brace face
Ethan: .......
teeth.......face
Haleigh: Short!!
Ethan: goth
Haleigh: patriotic!!!
Bush lover
Ethan: I hate Bush
Haleigh: sure
Ethan: and you are a Demicrat hippie
heehee
Haleigh: Thank you, that's so sweet
Ethan: .....
mumbles stupid hippies.......
Haleigh: There's an anti-war ralley going on a couple bocks from my mom's work, but she won't let me walk over
Ethan: ........
woah
take a picture
Haleigh: It's reallt cool, it's in front of the courthouse
Ethan: wow
Haleigh: And there are hot skater dudes over there too
It's like heaven
Ethan: ... I'm gonna go now
bye

-Ethan

2006-03-15T17:00:00.000-08:00

Runescape.
Could it be,
a movie?
A movie with me?
A movie with glee?

This is a project I hope to be
done with by the end of the monthy.

Yes, I am making a Runescape movie. On Runescape. With other people in the movie. REAL people who don't know they're in a movie. Wee. So if you see Blingmobile4 and you're on World13. Watch out. I'm comin for you.

Ok, maybe it'll take two months.....

But, who cares?

Children: "Not us!"

Do you guys ever go home!??!

"No!"

Why?....

"We don't know!"

....

That was a bit random.
Just a bit.

I guess you've caught me by now...
I didn't post a bit of a while.

Well...SHUTUP!!

-Ethan

Hot Topic is NOT punk rock.

2006-03-11T12:08:00.000-08:00

Hot Topic is a contrived identification with youth subcultures to manufacture an anti-authoritarian identity and make millions. The $8 you paid for the Mudvayne poster would be better spent used to see your brother’s friend’s band.

>.>
<.<

Yes, I am back.
Back in orange.

So, how are you all?

I'm good.

Anyway you haven't missed much....

I'm just posting to say, back to posting every freakin' day.

Prepare to strap on your helmets and beam me up scotty.

-Wootles McGee

Ok I'm Ethan.

Goin' down to South Park, so meet some friends of mine...

2006-02-23T19:18:00.000-08:00

Hello, I just wanted to put up a notice. I prolly won't post much 'til summer. I REALLY need to focus on school. So, until June: Buh-bye.

-Ethan

ETADPU

2006-01-28T18:00:00.000-08:00

Hello my loyal readerz. As you know, I am Ethan. Ethan. ETHAN. You will now explode.

>.>
<.<
Ok, jus kiddin... I'm REALLY sorry I haven't posted for about 13 days! I was just busy is all. BUSY. I was just gone for a long time.... Merry Winter-een-mas by the way.

The first person to comment about Desiree Peel, and knows who that is, wins a cookie.

-Ethan a.k.a. Short post McGee

LAlalalAAFA:APAPA!!

2006-01-15T16:11:00.000-08:00

Hey munchypoos! I've been gone quite the while, yes?

Munchypoos........where do I come up with this stuff?

So anywhodly, I'm feeling REALLY random today.
YES.

So what do I do when I'm feeling random?

kids:DO FUNNY THINGS!

Hahahaha! of course, you little rascals!

I'm gonna show you guys a couple of AWESOME pics I made of SPOTNICK and SUNSHINE. Who are they? you ask? Well, I was bored so I made two happy tree friends. woo.

Love you all so.....wait no I don't......

-Ethan

Little bow peep lost her sheep, and found bones in the yard.

2006-01-12T22:35:00.000-08:00

Hi stinkies. So, have I mentioned how much I LOVE internet radio? Well, I'll say it again: I love internet radio.

"But Ethan!" you must say, "you only have 56k! How can you STAND all those buffers??"

Good question, I am a patient guy. When it comes to computers I'm patient. Very. Having 56k for as long as you can remember grows on ya. SO BACK OFF AND GO TO YOUR FREAKING BROADBAND!!!

Next question.....none? good.

I am trying to make a website for my friend..... but it's not going well.

I've been drawing numerous Happy Tree Friends pics. I will prolly post them later. I'm to lazy to dig them up right now.

Welp......I guess this is goodbye..FOREVER!

see ya tommorrow,

-Ethan

2006-01-10T21:23:00.000-08:00

GAH!! I had a huge English Assignment that I forgot at school!! I'm hating me right now most of all. I KNOW I'm not healthy and I'm an IDIOT. I'm gonna have to freaking flip out to get this fucking rage out of my system!! I SO MAD!!!!!!!!! I could kill someone right now!!!!! FUCK! I'm not usually so mad, because I point out I feel so angry because of changes in my life. The changes are: I'm on a freaking lockdown from being myself at home. It just isn't working. My logic is NOT calming me down!!!! I'm so freaking mad! I could scream right now if I could but my vocal chords shut down at 10:00 for some reason. (INSERT MAD ETHAN HERE) AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! *kills Tom Cruise* it sort of makes me feel better.... grrrrrr.....
-Ethan

Wiggity Woo

2006-01-09T18:02:00.000-08:00

So today I missed part of school. I tink I mised Engish.

But anyway, I haven't played Runscape much anymore. I'm watchin Wife Swap. ^_^ I think pain is funny!

I haven't drawn a picture on my computer tonight. I'm didn't have an interesting day really today.

I.....uuhhh....... hmmm... I think I raised your expectations yesterday by blogging so much. I know I changed my expectations... I dunno would you come tommorow if I stopped now?

You'd better come.

-Ethan