Bambling Bullshit

    Something that happens to me often, is I'll sit to write something with thoughts exploding in my mind, then blank. Something important to me to keep a steady flow of words is to have my setting. I need my music, and no disturbances. If I don't have that, everything escapes me when I look at this vacant white square impatiently waiting for me to fill it with some sort of topic. Right now, I have some ghost hunting program blaring in the background, peanut's praising her dog, (that's what the kids call it now days) and kyle is giving the occasional kick to the back of my chair. Thing is, I personally don't have internet. So when I post something I'm here at peanuts, or at my rumsey graphic design class. So I never have my setting entirely, so I never post things. Peanut picks on me because I was the first in our little friend grouping to create an account, and now that everyone else has one, I'm the one who posts the least. They usually post blogs daily, but something I like to do is read other peoples blogs. Which I do more than they do.

I know what I do everyday, I don't feel a need to post about daily activities that occur everyday. If someone were to ask, sure I'd tell them what's up. I just like to upbring more universal topics and hear different opinions, also something is stories. I absolutely love stories, people's adventures and all these sorts. Unfortunately, in certain crowds, I'm a shitty story teller. In everyday conversation, I have to use my hands a great deal. My english teacher has once questioned if I was italian because I was trying to explain how in the movie Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny the band had come up with their name by a birth mark on each of their asscheeks, which when they pressed their asses together, spelled out Tenacious D. I don't really keep up with it, it's mostly subconscious but something he pointed out was I create a divide between my hands and then pulled them close together to show the coming together of their asses.

This is mostly why english is amoungst my favorite class after graphic design, just the conversations we have and how he's read so many books that he can make really far about references that I wouldn't of realized. Apparently, Tenacious D is basketball terminology for a solid defense postion. Who knew?

Also, my halloween:
My idea with the food coloring was amazing. It went perfectly and some squeemish girls were very startled. I apparently even ruined some girls day because after I mixed the food coloring in my mouth I had to spit out the bulk of it because of it's bad taste. So I guess she was one of the people who witnessed me spitting out a blob of black slimy fluid after getting off the bus. Then I proceeded to let it run down my chin for a nice effect. I admit it was a bit gross, but it was completely intentional and when someone approached me and said how disgusting I looked I couldn't help but flash a smile.
Dracula was also a blast. Benny, Peanut and I all dressed up and were the only ones at the performance to do so, besides the cast. I also got to see my Buttons perform, as well as the other friends in the cast since I knew all of them aside from two or three. So it was all good fun, and we hung out a bit after to congratulate everyone on their performances.

The night after Dracula we went to see the midnight Rocky Horror Picture Show shadowcast performance, which we all dressed up for as well. This time though, almost eveyone else who arrived did too. Oh, and we froze our asses off. I have a pretty shitty perception of time but this is what the time amounts felt like to me. After arrival we waited outside for an hour, then they finally let us inside around 12:15, then we proceeded to sit in the theatre and freeze over for another hour while they were waiting for everyone to get in and seated. By this time, my spirits were shot and I was respectively pissed off. Then around 1:20 the show finally kicked off, and I was up and rolling again. First off, they asked all the "virgins" to the show over 18 to come up to the stage. And after selecting 4 women and 4 men they group them into couples and instruct the couples to hug each other. They then announce they're going to have a fake orgasm contest.
first couple: pitiful
second couple: little better
third couple: man started grunting then the woman fake punched him, knocked him to the ground, stradled him and started whooping.
fourth couple: was very awkward..  the maybe 19 year old man was decked in, bikini underwear, corset, feather boa. The maybe over thirty year old woman was in casual dress. I still died of laughter when she made a sound similar to a creaky door and then grabbed his ass.

They voted by who the audience's noise level, so I raised hell for the third couple. Whom also won :P

The rest of the show was really fun, throwing rice, toast, cards, and toilet paper. Though since it was the first time we'd ever went I wasn't sure what you were supposed to say. Something we did catch was that when they say 'Janet,' you say 'slut'. When they say 'Brad,' you say 'asshole'. Then the last part that was really funny was Rocky decided to let his package hangout of his tight bikini undies. It was so gross, but what really sold it was Benny booing in horror. It was her "first real life ballsack". It was tremendously fun, and an epic event that I will surely attend next year.