So I almost killed myself Saturday.

So there I was at my house and I was trying to test wires I found to see if they were still good or not. I need the wires for an experiment I have to do for school and I was trying to see if I could make a spark when attached to a battery. But all I had was a nine volt battery, so it was almost impossible for me to even see the slightest spark. So then I saw the electrical socket. So I got the idea to plunge both ends of the wire into the 240 VAC outlet. I was lucky though because the wire had a covering.

After the initial blinding flash and shower of sparks, I quickly tried to regain my vision by rubbing my eyes. I kept hitting the table (trying to put out any sparks I could see) but had a hard time seeing the sparks because an image of the socket was burned into my eyes. I was able to stop all the sparks but I wasn't able to see if there was any damage to the electrical socket because as I said before, all I could see was a negative image of the electrical socket. So I just stood there for ten minutes until my eyes became normal and was able to see that the socket had developed burn marks which I couldn't clear off.

Moral: Wire + 240 VAC outlet = 15 minutes of hilarity

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Silence slowly fades away and is drowned out
by that numbing buzzing sound of imaginary machinery
that exist only in my head.
My focus jumps from thoughts of peace
to the loss of individualism
In this dark, empty room.
I wake from a daydream
That had unfathomable insight to my mind
But I was unable to comprehend it,
Perhaps for the better.

Was that Poetry?
Curse You Ms. Gries and your poor excuse for poetry!!

(silence)...Yeah. So I'm doing a sketch journal for Creative Writing and to get on Ms. Gries' good side, I'm going to write a poem that rhymes. These situations never really end well for me.

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It's great. My dad's a bigger internet pirate than I am.

It all started when he saw a report on 60 minutes about the criminal activities and the people who lose jobs because of internet sharing. So logically, this report of how bad internet sharing got him thinking, "There's free stuff on the internet?" So since then, he's been downloading EVERYTHING. Not just music, but music, software and movies. Especially movies. He's already built up a collection. That's how I saw Kill Bill. So now with the new SBC DSL, Holy shit. He's gone mad with power.

The reason I'm saying this is because If I disappear for a few days, it's because we've been tracked down and the corporations will blame me and I will go to prison.

On a side note, anyone want a movie?

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Good Day today. Only had 3 classes today so most of the day I spent doing nothing. The weekends going to be tough though. I need to get all my college applications done. Also, I need to buy some much needed supplies for my independent research class. But when it's all done, I'll be happy. Maybe, I'll even reward myself.

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YES!!!!!!!
After four-fuckin'-days we got the fuckin' internet to work again. We got the dsl thing in the mail monday but it took us FOUR-FUCKIN'-DAYS to make it work!!!!! Now, I am back on the internet. Faster. Stronger. Sexier. Dare I say Wiser than before. So listen up internet, I have lots to say and I'm going to fuckin' say them.


So...uh...uh...well...uh...this one time...uh...um...no, not that...uh...yeah.

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