I really have to give mad props to the guys who work the graveyard shift at 7-11, or rather any place open late or 24hrs. I kinda feel sorry for them too. I’d be too afraid to work graveyard. They’re always REALLY extra edgy at night. Many times they keep a close eye on anyone who comes in. I’d be too freaked out to work late, always thinking, ”Is this the day I get robbed and shot?” Well, more props to them.

I’m sorry I just had to share this one: FlubTitles.com! This is for anyone who’s ever watched a subtitled movie and the caption on the bottom just didn’t quite make sense, or changed the tone of the movie completely (in some cases).

I couldn’t help but fall out of my chair when I read from ”CONMAN IN TOKYO”:
”I’m the King Of The World International! ”
     As opposed to the U.S. ONLY ”King of the World.”
”Still peeping? Go into and molest her now!”
      Interesting
”And you, you’re a real stink! ”
     hrmm… and you’re a big grass!

I always feel like somebody’s watching me.
And I have no privacy.

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I really like Summer, only because I don’t have to go to school. Then again, I should have remembered to sign up for classes. The more I take, the quicker I get out. The thing I really hate about Summer is when I forget what day it is. I never seem to remember what day of the week it is during Summer. I guess you can add the heat to my list too. The bad thing about Summer is, I tend to run out of things to do. I guess it’s hard to break away from all of the sleeping.

I gotta get into hockey again. I can’t wait until hockey season again. I guess golfing is the closest thing I can get until the next season. One reason to learn to play golf REALLY good. Damn, I have a blister on my left palm. Maybe I’m holding too tight on the golf clubs damnit. A sign I suck? Maybe. But it’s too hot to golf/drive in the sun. I’m so sick of this damn heat. I don’t care what you think of the weather so son’t bother. Anything higher than room temperature is too hot for me.

I’m so bored with my life. At least school starts in a couple more months. I’m somewhat looking forward to it. No, Adam is NOT crazy. I just need to get out and do something. I’m sick of being tied to a chair in m room. What sucks is everything requires money. Don’t bother writing me (in any way) what I could be doing that doesn’t require money. If it doesn’t require money, it really isn’t for me then. Odd how that works. Maybe tomorrow I’ll go work on my car some more. Only this time maybe I’ll clean the engine bay or something.

I was working on a new layout for GotAdam.com. I ditched it ’cause its hard to do anything without alot of pictures and, well, the whole ”Got…” is limited to black and white (greyscale). So it’s hard to add color. I suppose I could just add color, but then I just think it looks wrong. If you’ve ever seen a ”got milk?” commercial you’d notice at the end when it says ”got milk?” it’s black and white. Oh well, maybe I’ll have something soon. A while ago I put up a newish layout for iCHAOSi.com. I think it’s kewt. You don’t? Who asked you? Damn, I used to like doing layouts. Now it seems like more of a chore. I had some ideas for AzNR.com, but I’m not alowed to search through images on the web. Odd, I’ve been seeing alot of girls on the web with girl models on their blogs. What does that tell me? Definetly a girl who’s comfortable with herself and her sexuality. More power to you.

Maybe I should change ”got adam?” to an anime format. It seems more fun to have anime. Silly cartoons with big heads, big eyes, bit mouths, big… n/m. I wish I could draw. I used to be able to, but it was only from an existing picture. I could never make my own object up.

Ok, so is that Rockwell song, ”Somebody’s Watching Me,” also with Michael Jackson? I realize it’s Rockwell, but it just sounds like Michael too. I looked at CDnow.com and no where did it give him a ”feat.” so I dunno.

I hate cereal. Well, I don’t, but I hate how you have to eat cereal really fast or it gets soggy. I DO, however, hate soggy cereal.

Last night I had a really long dream about high school. I recall being late for Mr. Davis’ class, but I don’t recall him teaching French in my dream. I only had him one year for French, so I don’t know why it was so significant that he’d stand out and be in a dream of mine.

So, anyway, I was late for his class, and I kept leaving his class to go meet a girl. Now, this girl, for some reason, didn’t go to school and was our age (at the time). So, I dunno why she wasn’t in class. Oh, she worked at this coffee shop cafe type thing, and the funny thing is, it was on campus. The scary thing was, we never had a ”cafe” on campus, and the ”cafe” was in place of the office.

I kept leaving Davis’ class, and he sat me down for a talk in the middle of class with two other guys and told us how much of a screw up we each were. And for some reason I saw behind him that the class was square dancing. Even after the talk I had with him, I still had to leave the class. I told him I needed to go to the ”restroom”. I just ran to the ”cafe” to meet my mystery girl.

She’s still a mystery ’cause I don’t recall what she looks like. Many times, in dream, females are ”blanks,” I dunno why I can’t ream real people, or why my mind can’t develop a generic face. I guess a blank is all I’m able to do. I recall while being there she read my fortune from tea leaves. (remember, she works in a coffee shop on campus) But, I don’t recall what the fortune was, or I think maybe in the middle of her reading the bell rang for brunch or the next class, so, I must have stayed with her for a long time.

I ran to Davis’ class to apologize for being out so long. I needed a GOOD excuse. The first thing was, Urinary Track Infection. I don’t know why that was the first thing to pop up in my head. So when I reached his class room, he was gone. The next class has started. Which also was weird, because in high school, the teachers didn’t move classrooms like college. In our high school all the teachers had their own room.

So, I was walking on the North hall of the library toward our ”Cove” to get a Coke, then Darren Lepke f’n pops up and goes, ”Dude, I haven’t seen you in a long time!” I’m thinking to myself now, if it was high school, I would have seen him just about every day. But it was more like if I saw him now. No, I’m not longing to see him again. I don’t know why that was even a part of the dream. Maybe I’m longing to see someone again, but by no means can I think of a reason that it’d be Darren Lepke. Sorry, Darren.

Funny how the mind just f’cks with you.

Ok, so, today I took my brother and moO to the driving range. Phillip, my brother, has been playing a little while now. I used to play, but stopped in High School. moO, on the other hand, has no hand eye coordination, and she knows it too; I just like to point it out to her all the time. By the time we were going to leave, I think we both learned a little more about how to swing correctly. I managed to get to the furthest blue flag, and moO got to the 50 yard sign. There, moO got her sunlight for the day.

Check out your link of the moment. Kinda funny, kinda not… Courtesy of ebaumsworld.com. This site has some REALLY funny sh*t! Maybe even some nudity if you look hard enough. The damn Celebrity Crank Calls are the greatest!

Ok, just got back from playing tennis @ De Anza with Tanya and Ronny. We have to play at 1am or it’s either full or damn hot. Both Tanya and I would hate to play in the heat. Ok, so maybe more me. I REALLY HATE heat. So, yeah, the WHOLE time we played, as I found out getting in the car, my fly was open. Doh, WTF?! Heh. We drove over to 7-11 for an after “workout” snack. There, Tanya said my face was beet red, like I just had sex or something. Not something I want to hear from my sister. I get that color faced after hockey and ice skating too. Note to self: Don’t buy sandwiches from 7-11. But, then again if I was as smart as I claim I am, I’d know that… I suppose it aint that bad. MMMM! Pepperoncini! That new “Slurp & Gulp” thing is a really neat design. I got coke and a REALLY sour cherry slurpie. It’s REALLY sour! — Ok, did you get enough bold and CAPS?

Doh! I just got a call from Nichol’s Research and they wanted me for something. But I had told them I was called for jury duty, and he said that disqualified me. Doh! I’m not even going to jury duty though, since I’m a primary care taker for my brother since both my parents work… Damn, that was gonna be a little income =(

Holy crap, that was Kylie Minogue as the Green Fairy in Moulin Rouge. And even stranger, still, she was Cami opposite Jean-Claude Van Damme in the movie Street Fighter
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