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Hey guys. Happy snow day. Well, the end of it now.

I would feel silly to say it wasn't fun. It was. When my youngest sister was younger, she would return from someplace, and we would ask if she had fun, and she would say no, but we knew that she had fun. So, really, it was fun, but now it feels like it was wasted. Darn. Well, I'll pretend everything makes sense and carry on.

Apparently I'm pretty sick. Like, progressively worse from the last time I told you I was. The throat calmed down, but now there is super congrestion and horrid dry coughs. That's why I walked around in the snow all day. Well, not really, but I did a bit. I'll blame the snow. haha.

My apologies, but I think I might be really tired. But, I just remembered something that happened hat was kind of cool involving drugs, so I figure I should tell you. Well, I thought it was cool. So, your paying attention now hey? Hee hee.

So, I was walking the rest of the way home after dropping some computerless kid off, and there were some kids in the park. It's ten at night, and they aren't the type that I'd choose as my best friends. But I sort of know a whole bunch of the type. Not more than by name, but whatever. So I was strolling past (really carefully because it is so icy out there. Sidney is not prepared for snow at all. The town could be shut down on the account of a single snowflake. Even I think this is ridiculous, and I have no recollection of living anywhere else. Where does it come from? Why is such a long thought in brackets? Shouldn't I have started another paragraph? Oh well) and they are like 'hey, it's Werner' And I'm like, 'hey'. As I continued walking past, they invited me a couple times to come get high with them. But I was tired and it is pretty cold out there, and I left my shoes outside for about 4 hours, so they were cold already, making instant cold feet, which didn't help anything, and even if none of these were factors, I just dont fly that way. But one of them came over, one who I only knew the name of really, and we talked for a minute or so. Nothing really, truly productive in any way. He would say stuff, and then I would say stuff that didn't support or disagree with him. Even if I did, he probably wouldn't have noticed. But it was cool.

Yup. There is my tangent. But really, there are many more amazing thoughts by many more amazing people (check out my amazingly diverse vocabulary) that you should fully check out.

Peppermint mochas=bad

Hey guys. I don't know how this will turn out, but I'm sort of hoping it will be the compilation of my thoughts over the past couple days or so. Well, not quite all of them...:)

You know that annoyance you get when you go to someone's blog and they haven't updated in so long? You think stuff like 'man, this is so old. They should update'. Well, have you ever thought that about your own blog? Just recently I look at mine, there's nothing really new. 'Someone should put something new here' I think to myself, but really, I am the most responsible for doing that. It's unfortunate when you can't put anything worth while there, even to please yourself.

So, as a few other posts have said, it snowed today. I was at Kyle's when it happened. Three of us were playing some civs iv, myself replicate Russia quite nicely with somewhat historic accuracy, and Kyle came down, looked out the door, came back and said it was snowing. Naturally, we all had to go look. It was beautiful. I wish it snowed more here. Even though it is a bit cold. But it is oh so artistic.

Umm...Be right back. I definitely have more to write, but my inability to turn down things I could do is preventing the pouring out of my thoughts by adding time restrictions I cannot keep up with. Deadlines you might call them ;) haha.

Okay, was gone for longer than I thought I would be. Good morning all. The snow has returned.

So last night we were wandering the shelves of tanners, and It was amazing. There are an amazing amount of books there, and many of them fairly decent. I decided to go check out the history section and it was amazing. It spans all of time up to this point, and I even saw some that spans past this point to the future. If I hadn't discovered earlier that evening that my supposedly inexhaustible supply of currency had in fact run dry, I might have acquired some books. Am I a nerd if I hang out at Tanners?

Oh yeah, and I found where I wanna get a job. There is a 'Serious Coffee' place opening up in Sidney. Yes, another coffee shop. No, I don't drink coffee. However, having many coffee drinking friends results in me having visited most of the coffee shops in Sidney. After such experiences, I can determine that a coffee shop should be an excellent place to work. So that should take up my time.

Time that I plan to use to make teachers happy and get my homework done and intend to do it, and even want to do it, but somehow.... Clearly I just have to make a good space to work on it. So yeah, as I didn't manage to finish this when I started, I missed many of the thoughts I had floating around. But it's long enough, right? :P

The Kelvinator

The title has no relevance whatsoever. It is merely the name of the freezer where Dairy Queens puts their mistakes. Yes, it has a name. It's near the bottom. Yes, I go there often enough to find and know it's name. My memory does that sometimes. And...shut up. I have a life and don't hang out at Dairy Queen all the time...

So anyways, I'm going to talk about something connected to someone else's somewhat recent post. Can you find it? It's about flowers. I must say I quite enjoy flowers. They smell good and look good and make a great gift. Not many guys receive flowers as gifts though. It is truly a shame. A world without flowers would be a pretty sad world. Apparently flowers symbolize something too. Crazy, I know. But each flower not only looks and smells great, but also means something somewhat significant.

Stranger than Fiction is a fairly solid movie. I liked it anyway. Umm...I don't know where I was going with that. Good bye

Kenmore

Howdy Sports fans.

Can you tell me where that is from? It's pretty lame, but that is stuck in here. For a long, long time.

So I was pretty excited to come and share with all of you what was up. It was going to be lots of fun. More then...uhh...whatever. But now I'm here, and it doesn't seem so grand. Yeah...weird eh? Well, I'm going to continue on anyway as if I didn't lose the excitement and see if it makes a difference.

By the way, this post won't go past a certain nerd game. You have been warned.

So, chilling down at the conquer club, I begin to wonder...Why the deuce am I so bad at this stuff? And then I see they have a forum. Maybe they talk of how to be skilled and such, so I go in there. Nope, nothing. Then they have a brnch for things completely not related to the club. Maybe, by some fluke, someone will tell me how to do better in there. Nope. Definately not. But, interestingly enough, there are several threads speaking of how God has to exist. Okay, sounds pretty solid for something that isn't even connected to anything relating to God really, so I'll check it out. I must say, if he was trying to evangelize through the forum, F--, and now nobody can try it without everyone Remembering what whatshisface did with it. Now, if it didn't turn into character bashing immediately, then it might be a bit more solid. Just opinions flying about. It's fun to see what people think. Blogs can do that too. What's to stop you from saying exactly what you think?

Also, it begins to turn the numbers you play against into people. People from a variety of ages and backgrounds play there, and we don't even know the slightest bit. Maybe it's better that way. No visual labels...

And...Okay guys, this is a cry out for genius. Some of us guys were thinking,' Hey, we like a whole bunch of games, so why not make them all into one?'. Thats not actually what we thought, but someone came up with the idea and mixing risk and settlers. Whoa. Can we do that? Maybe...very carefully...

And, as guys, we naturally have it covered, however...any suggestions? We should prolly have a rough shape out there by Christmas. We'll be rich by Easter. Even though money doesn't really matter...

By the way, it was from care bears. Yup. The siblings watched too much tv, I think...

Pepsi is burning my throat

I'm not going to say what I think of rememberance day, because I agree with respect those who died for us. But yeah. Have a good one guys.

Some of us tried to have an online risk game, you know, in honour of rememberance day. But then some random guy got in because someone was slow, and it didn't work because the guy who got in didnt take his turn for a while. It's a shame really. But, I guess it's okay. The game is already going different then what I thought.

Of course, if you expect the worst, anything is better than that.

Now, I'm just going to make sure you guys know how boring I am. Why, you may ask? Well, for one, nothing truly blogworthy for nearly a week. That's a while guys. And of my day today. If you were with me all of today guys...I wonder what that would be like. To live as though someone was always watching you. I would probably lose it.

You know what makes a day though? A good funny movie. I forgot how good they made me feel. Why does the guy always get the girl in the end though? I'm also pretty sure that the best humour there is is when someone is making fun of themselves. Like...haha. It doesn't matter. You should know what I mean. Yup.

Andrew, I really don't think this would make a good book. And even if it would, I dont think I would read it...

By the way guys, if you can find some company or something that wants me to advertise for them by doing stuff I already do anyway, just let me know. They'd pay me of course...;) Haha. Cheers.

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Last post seems like so long ago. It was only a few days. Weird. But I don't want continued comments on something from ages ago. And anonymous, go back to whoville. I never said it mattered. I dont even like the topic. But I gave you a sampling of my thoughts. if you don't like it, as I said, go back to your snowflake.

My friends have some pretty amazing music. So amazing, in fact, that my favourite song might be a song I only heard yesterday. It's pretty solid. I try to distinguish myself from my brother and sisters, but I always find myself doing stuff that they do. My brother got the music he listens to through me. So I try to move on. But not entirely. Though I am made of titanium... Nobody knows that reference though. shame...

I wish I could smile. I mean, for pictures. I doesn't work. My fake smile looks so awkward... I like to make faces in pictures. You aren't trying to look good, so it doesn't matter so much. Unless someone likes pictures where the people are smiling. Darn.

Hey anonymous, do you mind if I join you on that snowflake? It's kind of warm here. We can have hot chocolate and chill. Then you can hear my pointless thoughts and ask me why I have them.

Hello. Enjoy the Madness.

Sometimes it's good to have stuff happen that you didn't really want to happen. Example: I failed another math test. Woot. But, the good side is, I'm now thinking about doing what the teacher said to do in the beginning. Crap loads of work. Yup. Things not going your way sometimes forces you to do it the long hard way. Math always clicked before. Maybe now that it doesn't, it can be the best thing for me. Failure can help you learn a lot.

So, I was walking (I didn't do that too much today, so if you tried to figure it out..) and I started thinking about how much image cost. I liked the image of someone who can be anywhere at anytime. Just go into a group and blend and have fun and bring fun. That would be so cool. Unfortunately, Someone who can be anywhere at anytime doesn't really belong anywhere. They don't have anywhere to be. The price of the image.

Then I thought about how it was a good thing that you couldn't buy image. Like, say I was playing some game, and I spent weeks to make an amazing character with all the fancy items and crap. Wouldn't it suck if someone just came along with a character that they bought, and was better than yours? Maybe you would try to object, but it would be like when the dragonball Z characters meet an enemy for the first time. They get ripped up. No chance. It sucks, and there is nothing you can do about it.

Then...We defined currency in class as paper money issued by the government, or something like that. So, what if I made a shop where rocks were the currency? Yup. Rocks. Like, the stuff on the ground. People would take it as a joke. But why is the paper and metal worth anymore than rocks? The aboriginals had it right; trade. Not for gold or used paper.

It would be cool to set up a society with this society. In it, yet completely separate. We could use rocks. And set values on things. Maybe it wouldn't work within this one. Maybe go to some island or something. And start again. Everyone in the town would know everyone else. Pilgrims again. No autarchy, no stock market, no capitalists (or montagues), none of the crap we had now. Well, not none, but to a lesser overall scale. There would be problems, but I can't see them as I'm not there.

I'd have to say I have a new favourite name. Yes, I still want to name my kid Andorra. But this other name...Every person I know under the name is actually amazing, and some of the coolest people I've met. Maybe that means I have a favourite group of people who don't really chill in packs, but I think it's the name. It has to be. It couldn't possibly be anything else.

If you choose to be ignorant of something that doesn't matter, what does that do?

And why are things wrong? You know, you are told not to take any cookies. Why can't you take any cookies? Because you were told not to. Now, why were you told not to? Why is murder wrong? I have a friend, and I was there too, and they become quite upset when their parents prevent them from doing something they want to. Yes, as said, I was pretty much this person, so now we will carry on as though it was me. I didn't see why I couldn't. And sometimes, there was actually no reason. I would ask and they wouldn't have an answer. It was the stupidest thing in the world. But, maybe the reason wasn't about the reason but how I would react. You cannot be like that in real life. You'll die friendless. It will be a sad funeral. No one will come. So then, parents saying no for no reason wasn't to ruin the day, even though the day wasn't ruined. It was to train you for independence. Once you can accept 'no', even if it isn't what was wanted, then maybe 'no' will come less. Of course, this is my analysis of why parents do what they do while I'm not out enough yet to really understand anyway. Yup.

So, did you get an answer for why murder was wrong? I couldn't just go on saying it right there. You wouldn't have had time to think. I heard this a long time ago, so details are hazy. As in, not really. All I remember is the point; Life is precious. God said life is precious. Murder destroys something precious. That is wrong, so murder is wrong. Okay, so why is having a female pastor wrong? Yes, senior. Maybe the Bible was aimed at a time and a culture that I don't know, but the would have to be a reason with a just God, yes? Because a woman cannot teach a man? Why not? I've learned many things from ladies. For the girl-guy equality debate, I don't think there is a debate. It's all words. The power of words is...Unknown to me. Sometimes they are strong, and sometimes they mean nothing at all. But in a debate as this sort, these words mean nothing unless they are backed up by something.

Extremes, although they might not all be approvable, are, I think generally good. Or, moreover, have some benefit. It shows people where the middle is. And, judging by the amount of people following to those leading, most people want to blend, so they want the middle. The the leaders lead those who support the middle. Middle doesn't exist without the extremes. All parts are necessary to have a complete scale.

There are my thoughts on lots of things. May I see yours?

Du dudu doo

Okay. That was a pretty alright Halloween. It seemed kind of surreal. Did it really happen? Was that it? It seemed more hyped up than it needed to be. Oh well. What's best is the next day, when everyone has candy to give you, and your house has candy, and you have candy. Mmm cavities never tasted so good. Hee hee.

So a friend of mine recently made a post on their blog about music. I'm ripping it fully away from the actually question( Check out 'Crosse the bridge', yo), but...You must admit the amazingness of music. Just for this instant, stop taking it for granted. It's beauty is amazing. I guess there is better and worse, and all music isn't made for beauty, but do you know what I'm saying? I cannot translate this into words, so I hope you do.

And then there is now so much noise around that silence is precious. Music isn't silence, but I wouldn't describe it as noise. Where is the line? And who draws that line? Who decides what is and isn't noise? Noise is sound, but not all sound. Talking can be nothing but more noise, but it could also be life changing.

But then...Noise seems necessary. To a point, of course. Too much of something is a bad thing. Sometimes it is hard to tell when too much is. You just become used to the effects of too much, and forget how it was before.

I guess I'll suffer the effects of too much candy soon. It's only once a year though, soo...Hee hee.