Wow, nothing.

Y'know, it's only the morning, but I can tell ya, in the past few days when I haven't posted anything, nothing's happened.



Well, that's a lie, stuff did happen. I had my uncles funeral, and I had a doctor's appointment. The doctor's appointment was some dope shizznaught. I got my testicles all felt up, and a whole speech from the doctor about, "Abstinence is the best form of birth control." It was some dope, crazy crap all up in there.

It was just a regular check up, nothing extraordinary. I found out I'm still alive, and healthy to an extent.


That's crazy crap.




Know what else is crazy crap?



It's Christmas Eve!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111111111oneoneoneoneone



holy shi'ite.




Christmas is coming!





Tomorrow!





Too bad I'm Hindu!!!!1 :( <-----SAD, HELL-BOUND EMOTICON!




...I'm kidding.




I'm getting a new bass amp for Christmas. Finally, a new amp. Maybe now I can hear myself whilst people smack on drums and thrash their guitars. I just want to groove. I don't want to thrash, or smash, or wail. I want to groove. Laid back style, like a fat black man. Just groovin'. Word.




I'm working on a new song. I should have an "Anders' Greatests Hits" CD to give to my hommies and people I know by when I have to go back to school. That'll be sweet. 100% Awesome. Maybe then people will like me, as opposed to thinking I'm a nerd-faced Mexican lover, or whatever's considered insulting now-a-days.





I think Aimee and I are hanging today. That's good. I haven't seen her in about 3 days. Everytime I've talked to her she's told me she misses me. That's lame, but still sweet.



Until then, though, I'm gonna sit here and think about robots.

Today I did some stuff, then did nothing, then took an online personality test.

Check this shizznaught:

Cattell's 16 Factor Test Results Warmth |||||||||||||||||| 58% Intellect |||||||||||||||||| 54% Emotional Stability ||||||||||||||||||||| 70% Aggressiveness ||||||||||||||| 42% Liveliness |||||| 18% Dutifulness |||||||||||||||||| 58% Social Assertiveness |||||||||||||||||| 58% Sensitivity |||||||||||| 34% Paranoia ||||||||| 26% Abstractness ||||||||||||||||||||| 66% Introversion |||||||||||||||||| 54% Anxiety ||||||||||||||| 46% Openmindedness |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 86% Independence ||||||||||||||||||||| 62% Perfectionism ||||||||| 26% Tension ||||||||||||||| 42%

Take Cattell 16 Factor Test (similar to 16pf)
personality tests by similarminds.com

I have just conformed to the cliche blogger. I took an online personality test, and I'm posting it. I rock more than a tree in a sand storm. And I'm also evidentally damned good at making expressions that don't make no sense.
Anyway, is the quiz accurate? Yeah, for the most part. (translation: kinda-sorta) I think it got the important stuff right.

Guess what I did today? Shopping. Damn straight, kids, El Señor Anders went shopping. I got stuff for my girlfriend, and... well, that's about it. I got her two pairs of earrings, and a bracelette, and there's stull more stuff I want to get her. Damn, that's a lot of crap. She damn well better do me. I mean, I don't want all that money wasted.

...I'm kidding. I don't care if she does me or not. I'm more concerned with whether or not she'll like my taste in jewelry. I hope so. That's why I got her three different things, she has to like at least one of them. Right?

I finished the song I was working on. Well, not really, but it'll only take maybe 10 minutes to add the final touches, and I'm just too lazy. And, it's about midnight here in Ohio. I should probably post this stuff, so you crazy kids can hear it, and, y'know, I would, but 1. I can't save it as MP3s because my computer is being super stupid, and, 2. I like using lots of commas.

I'm gonna make a CD called "The Best of Subject-Verb Agreement" and give it and mail it to people. It'll have the least worse of all the songs I've recorded. And, incase you're wondering, Subject-Verb Agreement is my fake band. All my solo stuff is by Subject-Verb Agreement. Just to make sure no one gets confused with my real band, Featherdust. (www.featherdust.vze.com)

Speaking of that, no band practice until after Christmas. That's fine with me. I'm still not too sure about the band. They're into al lthis punk and straight edge crap. I don't do drugs, of course, but... I don't know. Those crazy kids are all trying to be classified with groups of people and all that stuff with their labels and such, and I'm just into being an idiot, wearing ugly clothes, and trying to be funny when I'm not.

I dunno about none of that crazy stuff.

Ok, so I'm listening to the Mr. Bungle song Goodbye Sober Day, and I thought Zappa was weird. You may not know what I'm talking about, but it's just one of the strangest songs I've ever heard. And it's good, too. I wish I was good at the music, but I ain't. :( <-----POOR EMOTICON! HE NEEDS A FRIEND!

Mom made a vat of chili. I friggin' love chili. Like a cat loves to poop. Chili makes me want to live in Arizona and listen to coyotes whilst hanging with mexicans.

That would kick ass.

I want to learn Dutch.

That's about it today. If you're reading this, I do not envy you.

:D <----WHY THE HELL IS THAT EMOTICON SO HAPPY?
(I'll tell you why: boob viewing)

Hmm... today I did nothing, but today was weird.

My uncle died last night. Not a big shock to me, I mean, he wasn't in the best of health. He had muscular dystrophy. He had to walk with a walker, and he could barely get around then. He was only 40.

I'm not upset about it, really. I just feel sorry for his wife and my cousin, Stacy. I was never very close with him. It's just kind of strange. I bet it's really weird for mom. She moved out of her mother's house when my uncle was 5, so she was kind of a second mother to him when he was younger, and when his health deteriorated, I think that kind of became their relationship again. She doesn't seem too phased. I'm glad, I can't stand it when mom's upset.

Christmas will be weird, though, without him. I don't know. It was so strange and unexpected, even though it doesn't surprise me. He just went in his sleep in his own bed in his house. At least that's pleasant.




So, yeah, I've just sat around today. I was going to hang out with Aimee, but, because of that, it was just better not to. Just so mom would have a minimal amount of stuff to deal with; not having two teenagers roaming around her house, causing her to constantly have to make sure they're not doing anything sinful. Not that Aimee and I ever do anything sinful. Our relationship is harmless.

So, I don't know, this post isn't one where I'll try to be funny. Not that I'm too sad, or not in the mood to try and be funny and entertaining, but just because it would be strange to so drastically change gears.

I wish Aimee could have come over today, though. I just want to see her.

On other subjects, mom and I watched Elf today. It was cute, and funny, but very much a capitalist Christmas film. There were numerous product endorsements in the movie. From when he chugs the Coca-Cola, to talking about Toll House Cookies. It entertains me to notice those kinds of things. Marketing's so fun.

I worked on a new song. It, like many of my songs, is about Ohio, and the white-trash that lives here. Most of my songs are about that, or my own feelings about myself, or they just don't make sense. Those are the only things I know enough about to write songs about: white-trash, myself, and not making a bit of sense. I hope I finish it. It has a decent start. It's kind of funny, though, because I have my guitar tuned down a step, so it's tuned DGCFAD, and I have my bass tuned normal (BEADG) and it limits me concerning some stuff. Like, if I want to play a bunch of open string notes on the guitar for, say, a metal riff, I can't do it as easily on the bass, because I can't play the open strings. Now, I could just tune the bass down too, but I refuse to. Because I only keep the bass tuned standard. I don't like tuning it down. Then, of course, I should tune the guitar normal, but I don't like to, because I like lower, warmer open-string chords. Also, I'm more likely to use different keys. I can play anywhere on the bass kneck and feel comfortable, but, for some reason, I only like playing in (what are in standard tuning) C Major/Minor, G Major/Minor, E Major/Minor and A Major/Minor on the guitar. I just like where the notes are on the neck. If I tune it down, though, I can be in the same places, but I'll be playing in Bb, F, D, or G. With the bass I don't care, I'll play in friggin' F# if I want to, and I do often. I like F# minor. Almost as much as I like B minor, A major, but that's beside the point. And, anyway, it's probably stupid to have favorite keys for your music to be in.

Wow, I bet if you're not a musician that was really boring. Hell, even if you were, that was probably really boring. Sorry about that. I think musical theory's interesting, just like linguistics and psychology, and all three are things I'll go on about, causing other people to not care and get bored.

Talking to Anders = Conversation Apathy

I think tomorrow I'll go with Aimee, her sister and her mom to get their Christmas tree, since she came with us to get ours. I'll get to see her then. That'll be nice. I hope we get to go.

I like how my blog posts follow no form. They're just random thoughts and comments. I wonder if anyone reads them.

Last Day of School. ...Still haven't got laid :( <----SAD, VIRGIN EMOTICON

Well, today was the last day of school before break, and soon I'll be sitting at home, awaiting nothing. And Christmas.





I got a present from Liz, a smashing young lass whom I know, today. She got me a book called Naked. I have no clue what it's about. But hopefully there are naked women.


Lots of naked women.




My girlfriend just left. She wasn't naked. :( <----EMOTICON DEPRESSION!
She's practicing that crappy female art of withholding, which she does very well, making me very sad. My poor little un-used wee wee. I think I'll die without getting any action. :( <----SAD EMOTICON!

It's ok, though, I still <3 the girl. I'll spare you from anything further.



Now, that probably made me sound like a loser.



Hell, all this crap probably makes me sound like a loser. That's ok, though. Because I friggin' am.


I used to draw lots of crap. I don't draw at all anymore. I write some stuff, but it's so crappy I'd never post any of it. Besides, how cliche is that? Posting your crappy poetry on your blog? I mean, Jee-Wizz.

I may take up fencing. A couple of my friends do it. That would be the most whack-ed of stuff. I mean, for Cristo's sake, I'm fat and slow in movement and reflexes. I'd make the most outrageously crappy of fencers. Imagine how much arse I would kick if I could fence? All the women would want me, and maybe I could get some play.


Wow, I sound like such a horny loser. I'd like to argue that I'm not, but I'm not going to go off into a rant at the moment. I, honestly, don't care about that. All I care about is dancing, and chicken fingers, and rocking out art style.

I'm getting a new amp for Christmas. Now maybe my bass can be both loud, and have good tone. That's what it's all about. Tone, and making women shake their heinies. Or, just being sensitive. Damn sensitive. I'm so sensitive. I mean, seriously.

Why do I post here?



I'm not sure. No one reads it. I sure would if I was no one. Too bad I have nothing entertaining to say, and all my crap is random.


Oh well.






....I think boxing should be abolished.

Today I did nothing too!

So today I'm posting again, just because I'm bored.

Yeah, so I didn't do anything to day. Just sat around. Just wasted time. :( <---emoticon action!


I finished the song I was working on. It sucks. It's called "Fog Horn In a Slaughter House." Maybe I'll do better next time.

Tomorrow I get to go on a field trip to a local university to see a chemistry demonstration. Crazy crap, that. It should be fun, however. Maybe I can hit on random college women.

But probably not.


I'm really tired, but I have to go to National Honor Society inductions and dinner today.


LAME!


I'm not sure why I signed up to be in it. I mean, it's dumb and just a nuisance.

I'd rather sleep.

or eat

or write

or read

or poop.


But oh well, it's beyond my control now.



Christmas is coming, and I'm friggin' excited. I want lots of presents and snow and sleeping. It will kick alien arse.


No band practice until after Christmas, I think. That's fine with me, it gives me more time to sleep. And, man, do I love to sleep.


That's about it for now.



I feel sorry for anyone who's read this far.

:/ <---EMOTICON!

Oh My God! Today I did nothing!

Yeah, so all day today I just stood or sat around. Man, I'm the most interesting person in the world. I took a nap for like four hours after school. Man, that's just outrageously exciting!


My friend Jake has a game boy advance. I want one so bad. He just sits in newspaper class and plays it, and adds random comments to various conversations.

Mr. Sykes: (on the subject of typing up our stories for the paper) I don't know how you guys do it at home-

Jake: (makes motion) One-handed.



and, later-


Ghetto Fabulous girl: (to Jake) Yo, you don't need to get all up in their face and start calling 'em names like wuss and all that, yo.

Jake: Go die in a car wreck.

and still later-

My Sykes: I'm angry right now, because I can't-

Jake: Sex!


I don't know, it was all funnier at the time. As, you see, he never looked away from his game boy, he was playing it the whole time.

But that was yesterday.

Today is different.

Today was friggin' boring. We watched A Time to Kill in government, or at least the beginning. It's very good, but rather disturbing. I had to go to a National Honor Society meeting today, that was boring as hell. I'm sure they'll kick me out, thanks to my D in Algebra 2 :\ <---CHECK OUT THAT EMOTICON! Yeah, man, my life rocks. I do nothing. Why are you even reading this? Why am I even writing this? Want to know why? Because I'll tell you why. Because I'm bored, and have nothing better to do. Too bad I'm not entertaining.

I worked on a song I've been recording today. It's almost finished, I just need to add vocals. Too bad I can't sing. :( <---------MORE EMOTICON ACTION!