Hey there,

So, Lesbians eh, Interesting. We have been sorta bored lately. The fact of is sorta weird because I have been so swamped with homework, that I have no idea which way is up. Not really, but you know what I mean. So, Ive been busy and with lots of people, and on a starge family diet, and excercising, and starting to have nightmares again, and playing pool more often, and thingy.
Yea, so Matt is seeming better. Yea for him. I was starting to get worried there for a second, but my faith in the crazyness lead me out of .... his forest...of depression.....and darkness...... yea, I got nothing.
So, let me rant a bit about something stupid I did this week. Well, see, we have this Technical writing paper that we are supposed to be working on this term. We had to have it signed off by someone in the field. I (in my stupidness) decided to ask my old engineering design teacher to sign my form. She of course would not sign it unless I revise my memo, and seach the US patent office to see if anyone else has ever done a project I was proposing. So, I checked. They had. I said shit many many times. So now, I have to think of a variation on my topic idea by tommorow around 11:30 AM. Oh, and not only that, I have to re-do all the memo's, audience identification forms, and what not to properly fit my new and improved topic idea. Its not too too bad, because I think I can salvage the bulk of it, and just redirect the specific purpose of the idea, but it still is a lot of work I have to do tonght when I was expecting to play Warcraft. Ah, well, such is life.
So, today was filled with action, adventure, pool, pizza, a crazy new WCIII stratigie, several cute girls, and a masive color printer/plotter that I have to learn how to manage. Overall it was a good day. Hopefully, I will have enough time to finnish all the stuff I have due for tommorow before its due.
Ok, so weekend plans.... um..... yea, I got nothing. My friends are all back or heading back to school. There are no good movies coming out. I'll probably do some reading and some video games. Oh, and if I have lots of time, I plan on continuing work on that giant death ray that I have been working on in the attic. You know, the one that can .... oh, better not talk about what it can do here. You never know who's listening. .....Yea, so that was some good apple pie that I was eating the other day..... You think they are gone?....Crap Crap Crap Crap *Thunk* *Drag Drag*
Ahem, yes hello, I am Chris Johnson. How bout that weather out there? Quite cold eh? Not quite as cold as Canada though. Not that I've ever been eh, just that I've heard. Just like I've heard hocky, and watery beer are good. Y'ea, Hockys quite the nationaly pass time eh? And nothing completes the mood of many burly, lumberjack type men beating the ba-jeasus out of each other than drinking down an extreamly light beer. Y'ea, nothing quite comes close to the feel of hocky eh, except mabey curling......
**BAM** :Lights go out: *Bang Bang* "Grunt" *Slump* *thump* :Sound of a body being dragged across a computer room floor: *Slam* :Lights come back on:
Damn it. The Canadians were on to me and my death ray thing. I just barely escaped by talking about different types of bears until they uforiously drifted back to their old fur trapper geans. At this point, I was able to break the bonds they kept me in and managed to club them all into submission, and then find some guns, and hijacked a plane, and then flew right to the border of the states, and stowed away in one of those imigarnt trucks from mexico (Don't ask me what it was doing there). I hope that damn lumberjack didn't put any crazy ideas in your head. He has been taken care of, and I don't think anyone will ever find the body. :Siren outside: Crap, got to go. If your city explodes, I have to appologize, the death ray hasn't been calabrated yet. Wish me luck.

::Yea, its Chris, and Kevin's with me, and Ketchups here too. Oh, and Wendy, and Camilia, and fries and some type of giant mexican hat. Oh, yea, and the table too. Yea, we all got together here, and said to ourselves, "Where's Paul". So yea, we were just wondering where you are. I mean I saw you walk by, but you never came back. Why didn't you come back? Do you not like us anymore? Well call us back. Unless your dead, and then I guess I shouldn't expect a phone call, Unless you come back from the dead, like A ZOMBIE! I hope not, anyway, call me.::