I solemnly apologise for the naughty french in the below entry. I was supremely POed at the moment, and when I get POed, I swear like a sailor. Isn't that weird?

Ok, today I am going to talk about... utensils.  First off... forks. They are incredibly over-rated, and they are dangerous to society. Spoons are just plain cool. Now, SPORKS my friends, ho ho. They are the ultimate of cool, because they are a mixture of danger and coolness. Like James Bond. Sorry the entry is so short, I am sort of busy at the moment.

Ok, I am not getting any comments, and Goggles isn't much of a help to that. I need to go feed my cat in a minute so I need to type quickly-like.

Ok, I was at my mom and step-dad's house last weekend. They live out in the middle of nowhere, so there's not much to do. I was puttering about the dank lawn looking for something interesting to step on (worst-case scenario... in something). When all of a sudden, my little brother (9) and little sister (6) burst out of the house screaming at me "WE GET TO PLAY ON YOUR COMPUTER AND PLAY IN YOUR ROOM FOR AS LONG AS WE WANT TO, BECAUSE DADDY SAID WE COULD!". You could only immagin the anguish and frustration that began boiling my soul. I just sat down and basked in the defeat for a few minutes, when I thought "Wait a minute, this is totally not right," so I walked in to the house, marched up to my step dad (who had evedently been drinking due to the aluminum beer-can mountain that began to grow at the end of the couch, blatantly missing the trash can a few feet to the right), looked him straight in the eye,... and began complaining. It didn't even phase him, all I got out of  him was "So? They never see you anymore, and they want to spend time with you," I then got pissed. HORMONE CHECK! TEEN ANGST OUTBREAK IN 5 4 3 2 1... I then said "Goddamn it Todd, can't they fucking wreck my room when I'm not here? All they want is to play with MY hard earned things without my permission! I want them the fuck out of my room, and I want the truck started and you in the driver's seat in five motherfucking minutes, I am leaving!" He only belched and went back to his fucking NASCAR. I was completely blown away by the absolute ignorance of this side of the family. I then packed my bags, and walked my ass home... all sixty miles. I got a ride from a stranger heading my direction... and that was my weekend...

I find that some people are completely rediculous when it comes to money, drugs, or trends. (1) Trends. Ok, what's up with this "Anarchy in the US!" bull going on? Have you seen New Orleans lately? That is anarchy my friends. People were shooting at the rescue helicopters trying to help those poor bastards off their rooftops, and people are trying to shoot them down! That is what anarchy is like. Why would anybody in their right mind want to do something like that? Ok, so it looks kinda cool to draw those cool A symbols all over your arms and binders in peromanent ink. If the US was in anarchy, the entire country would fall apart, and not even the shear destruction of ten-thousand hurricanes couldn't amount to the chaos and misery the US would nose dive into. Key point, don't be an anarchist, IT SUCKS. Ok. (2) Drugs, what the hell is up with people and drugs??? Ok, so you get high, and you artificially get rid of your problems for a few hours, but it is totally illegal and it can get you in a serious pile of dog... yeah. Point being, some cop somewhere pulls some shirtless bastard from a truck and pulls ten vials of cocaine out of his jock strap. "Oh, those aren't mine" WHAT THE HELL!? Even if I did drugs, I wouldn't pay for coke that has been in someone's jock strap, or any other clever place to hide drugs. Nobody would. Common sense of human beings tells that cop that that cocaine was his, and his alone, and that poor lying addict gets arrested. He then complains to his drug dealer buddies about how unfair the government is about drugs. That brings us back to the anarchy issue. Probably the only reason that anyone would want anarchy, is so that they could do their drugs in peace without any bother from the cops. Screw that. Those people should be tarred, feathered, and thrown into the diseased aquarium now known as New Orleans. Ok, topic number three. (3) Money, the only time when people are most vulnerable to stupidity, is when money is involved, this brings both the issues of anarchy, and drugs. It is all circled around money. People want money, so they can buy things that they need, or want. Most of the time, things that they want, and so it leads from one problem to antoher. The people want drugs, so they have to have money. The people can't get a decent job, because they are convicts, and they can't pass a drug test. My God! Just go about a simple life, using lifes simple pleasures to get something called a natural high it comes from stimulation from listening to good music, or reading a good book. Those of you who disagree with me, go kill yourself.