OH MY GOD. SO TASTY.
Fried chicken that was breaded in Cheez-its and then... cooked like... fried... chicken...
GENIUS!!!
Other than that, I got a hat.
I like it... cause it's a fucking sweet ass hat.
Blah...
Fuck I need a Dr. Pepper.
...
Oh yeah, I'm starting a THEATER TROUPE... with a couple of friends... We're gonna direct ourselves and do awesome at it.
I hope...
I just got the idea and said it to them and they were like "Taylor, how'd you think of such a wonderfully sexy idea?" and I was like "I just... did."
(More like "Hey you guys wanna do a thing?" and them like "sure, why not." (You pretentious little bastard))
And boom boom pow to the bow wow shazowza bowsa!
...
We started working on writing rehearsing.
I'm cool, I swear!
TVR
P.S. I'm really not... I don't think... maybe
4/14/13
4/12/13
I've Changed the Title (& West Side Story)
I decided that this is more of a blog about what I think and not about everyone else unless I am talking about my experience or thoughts about them
(Boy am I pretentious)
So I just decided to change the title and the description.
ON TO LIFE (because you all care)
I got into a production of West Side Story! I get to play Officer Krupke.
I love, love, goddamn LOVE this role but I made one misconception before I got my script and all.
I thought Krumpke was a Big Deal (It's funny because one of the boy's is named Big fucking Deal) at first because he gets a song sung about him.
I have 9 lines. (Big deal, huh?)
But my God, is it ever so fun.
I get to beat up teenagers with a night stick... baton... what the dick do I call it?... What the fuck ever.
Yeah, the director wants Krumpske to be an absolute asshole who abuses everyone and only gets away with not getting mugged by the rest because he has a gun.
I got my nose broken by a friend of mine because he headbutt me in the face...
I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS BROKE FOR A GOOD MONTH, MY NOSE IS FOREVER CROOKED.
((cue Nixon voice)I am not a crook)
All well, that's the end of all interests.
Unless you wanna know that I'm dating again... but that's my biz-niz, so stay out... wiz... diz...?
All in all, have a fanta fanta, don't ya wanna fanta fantastic day
TVR
(Boy am I pretentious)
So I just decided to change the title and the description.
ON TO LIFE (because you all care)
I got into a production of West Side Story! I get to play Officer Krupke.
I love, love, goddamn LOVE this role but I made one misconception before I got my script and all.
I thought Krumpke was a Big Deal (It's funny because one of the boy's is named Big fucking Deal) at first because he gets a song sung about him.
I have 9 lines. (Big deal, huh?)
But my God, is it ever so fun.
I get to beat up teenagers with a night stick... baton... what the dick do I call it?... What the fuck ever.
Yeah, the director wants Krumpske to be an absolute asshole who abuses everyone and only gets away with not getting mugged by the rest because he has a gun.
I got my nose broken by a friend of mine because he headbutt me in the face...
I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS BROKE FOR A GOOD MONTH, MY NOSE IS FOREVER CROOKED.
((cue Nixon voice)I am not a crook)
All well, that's the end of all interests.
Unless you wanna know that I'm dating again... but that's my biz-niz, so stay out... wiz... diz...?
All in all, have a fanta fanta, don't ya wanna fanta fantastic day
TVR
4/3/13
Here's a Story (long build)
I was in the original cast of a show a while back, the show was called When
(If this paragraph is too long, just jump ahead to the one after)
and was about a woman named Audrey, who directed successful shows on Broadway that were always revivals, who never got along with her bitch of a mom when she was little, but gets a few calls about how her mom is deep into stages of Alzheimer's. Audrey leaves New York to go back to her old home which is in (I think) Colorado to visit. Throughout the play there are various flashbacks about how Audrey's mom was mean and favored Audrey's sister even though the sister was a bitch and got pregnant as a teen, and how Audrey accidentally crashed the car with her sister and her dad in it, while sister was pregnant. Dad dies, sister goes into hospital gives birth and dies due to the crash and the baby lives.
I played the doctor that broke the news in this show and during this I had the lines "The baby came out fine, Anne is still surgery"
But since I have terrible memory, I accidentally said "The baby came out fine, Anne is still pregnant"
That was two years ago and the jokes are still going on about it.
TVR
(I also have been writing more music)
(If this paragraph is too long, just jump ahead to the one after)
and was about a woman named Audrey, who directed successful shows on Broadway that were always revivals, who never got along with her bitch of a mom when she was little, but gets a few calls about how her mom is deep into stages of Alzheimer's. Audrey leaves New York to go back to her old home which is in (I think) Colorado to visit. Throughout the play there are various flashbacks about how Audrey's mom was mean and favored Audrey's sister even though the sister was a bitch and got pregnant as a teen, and how Audrey accidentally crashed the car with her sister and her dad in it, while sister was pregnant. Dad dies, sister goes into hospital gives birth and dies due to the crash and the baby lives.
I played the doctor that broke the news in this show and during this I had the lines "The baby came out fine, Anne is still surgery"
But since I have terrible memory, I accidentally said "The baby came out fine, Anne is still pregnant"
That was two years ago and the jokes are still going on about it.
TVR
(I also have been writing more music)
3/4/13
I've discovered a new Program
My friend showed me a program called Musescore the other day and I instantly fell in love with it.
Brief Rundown:
It's a free program, just Google search it and you can find it easy. What it lets you do is write printable and playable sheet music (so learn yourself some sheet music stuffs if you don't if you wanna use it.)
and I made a little ditty out of boredom (it has no effort at all put into so don't judge too harshly)
here it is.
https://soundcloud.com/torquez-van/walk
Read this next part after you listen (if you do listen)
I had a picture in my head of someone who knew all the bad shit he had done, just walking their way to the gallows, in a spaghetti western type setting, and I imagined this music playing in his head because he was proud of it all but feared the noose waiting for him.
Please comment what picture went through your head as you listened.
Also any constructive criticism is always appreciated
TVR
Brief Rundown:
It's a free program, just Google search it and you can find it easy. What it lets you do is write printable and playable sheet music (so learn yourself some sheet music stuffs if you don't if you wanna use it.)
and I made a little ditty out of boredom (it has no effort at all put into so don't judge too harshly)
here it is.
https://soundcloud.com/torquez-van/walk
Read this next part after you listen (if you do listen)
I had a picture in my head of someone who knew all the bad shit he had done, just walking their way to the gallows, in a spaghetti western type setting, and I imagined this music playing in his head because he was proud of it all but feared the noose waiting for him.
Please comment what picture went through your head as you listened.
Also any constructive criticism is always appreciated
TVR
1/21/13
1/13/13
A little study
I've been studying psychology (not through schooling, just researching papers and even writing some and getting them read and even approved by some people who study it or have history with it.)
I've noticed one thing in general with most people, and this is probably very obvious to people who go to school for this, everyone has their obsession(s), and I've started calling it their "geek(s)" when it comes to them talking endlessly about a subject.
This is the thing or things that one person can talk about for hours and still say "wait, I haven't told you the best part" and I've noticed it can lead to people being classed (and I hate classing people) as the "outcast" because the topic is uninvited, not because the person is uninvited.
I guess this is a preachy thing to say, but I've noticed most people who do this and become the "outcast" don't realize what is causing them to be seen that way.
The thing is people are either blind to their faults when their fault is something they enjoy and also people are selfish (This is not selfish to where they won't hold open the door because their time is too valuable, this is just most people if they are hungry and have a hamburger, they're going to tell you get your own fucking burger unless they see someone worse off or someone equal to them that they care for. Instinctual selfishness). Everyone wants their turn to talk and so when the person goes on their geek and no one else talks and they are forced to listen or leave. When that is the average of every conversation with that person is them going of on their geek, that's when they are no longer accepted, outcasted.
I just felt like talking, who knows, maybe I'm talking bullshit, but I'm just saying what I was thinking and that's why I have this blog
Remember if I ever talk Psychology, this is NOT from somebody who has credentials, this is from an observer. Take everything I say about this as if you heard a friend say it, not a professional.
TVR
The thing is people are either blind to their faults when their fault is something they enjoy and also people are selfish (This is not selfish to where they won't hold open the door because their time is too valuable, this is just most people if they are hungry and have a hamburger, they're going to tell you get your own fucking burger unless they see someone worse off or someone equal to them that they care for. Instinctual selfishness). Everyone wants their turn to talk and so when the person goes on their geek and no one else talks and they are forced to listen or leave. When that is the average of every conversation with that person is them going of on their geek, that's when they are no longer accepted, outcasted.
I just felt like talking, who knows, maybe I'm talking bullshit, but I'm just saying what I was thinking and that's why I have this blog
Remember if I ever talk Psychology, this is NOT from somebody who has credentials, this is from an observer. Take everything I say about this as if you heard a friend say it, not a professional.
TVR
6/8/12
What's the deal
What's the fucking deal with the pac-man ghosts? Pinky, Blinky, Inky, and Clyde... Clyde? Why is he Clyde? Clyde is the name of an IRS agent or an insurance agent, not a ghost coming to consume your soul, I mean, why, what, why-what what-why WHAY? Why am I talking about Clyde? Because I like him, he's my buddy. We do shots together... well I don't drink and he can't because he's dead. I wonder what he was like when he was alive... what type of death made him look like that in his afterlife?
Maybe pac-man is what exorcism is to these ghosts, does exorcism happen to bad ghosts only? Or Satan? Well it happened to the couple in Beetlejuice and they were a nice people...
I don't know, but Clyde, I love you, give me a hug but don't consume my soul... Well you can't (according to some people) because I'm a "ginger" ahhh, but my hair's not curly and I don't have freckles and it is getting closer to brown... does this mean I have a portion of soul? I don't know. I say I don't know a lot of times... I'd count but I don't want to know how many times I say that.
Maybe pac-man is what exorcism is to these ghosts, does exorcism happen to bad ghosts only? Or Satan? Well it happened to the couple in Beetlejuice and they were a nice people...
I don't know, but Clyde, I love you, give me a hug but don't consume my soul... Well you can't (according to some people) because I'm a "ginger" ahhh, but my hair's not curly and I don't have freckles and it is getting closer to brown... does this mean I have a portion of soul? I don't know. I say I don't know a lot of times... I'd count but I don't want to know how many times I say that.
6/6/12
Meow
You ever have a cat? You ever have a cat that's sick? Let me tell you a story of hwo I've been living for the past week.
ahem
meow. meow. mew. Mrrrrow. MEOW. MOW. MEROOROW. MOW.
fuck.
Cat, I'm about to throw you. Nowhere specific, I'm just gonna throw you. So will you shut it?
Meow
Get off my accordion. Meow. Get off my bed. Get off my nerves. MREOROEO-GODDAMNED-ROW. Get out of range of hearing and die.
Fuck you... You're so adorable, aaaaaawwwwwwwwww, let me pet you, no don't run a way. run the way *then dramatically stare in the sun to embrace that godawful pun* DON'T YOU PISS ON MY LAUNDRY!!
Ran after him. I ran after him and I scared the piss out of him... all on my laundry...
MEOOEOEOOOW
I'm throwing* you in the garage
(*throw in this case means to lightly drop on the nearest pillow, yes there are a lot of pillows and boxes in my garage)
Aaahh silenc- GODDAMMIT DON'T YOU DO NOT KNOCK OVER he knocked over my boxes.
10 minutes of box rearranging tetris-like (you've all heard that one with boxes being tetris blocks) madness later.
Typing this blog post because I'm tired and I have a cup of Dr. Pepper in a Pepsi cup that I got from a machine that had a Coca-Cola logo on it at a gas station that dominantly sells Mountain Dew (in a town where everyone loves Diet Coke)
ahem
meow. meow. mew. Mrrrrow. MEOW. MOW. MEROOROW. MOW.
fuck.
Cat, I'm about to throw you. Nowhere specific, I'm just gonna throw you. So will you shut it?
Meow
Get off my accordion. Meow. Get off my bed. Get off my nerves. MREOROEO-GODDAMNED-ROW. Get out of range of hearing and die.
Fuck you... You're so adorable, aaaaaawwwwwwwwww, let me pet you, no don't run a way. run the way *then dramatically stare in the sun to embrace that godawful pun* DON'T YOU PISS ON MY LAUNDRY!!
Ran after him. I ran after him and I scared the piss out of him... all on my laundry...
MEOOEOEOOOW
I'm throwing* you in the garage
(*throw in this case means to lightly drop on the nearest pillow, yes there are a lot of pillows and boxes in my garage)
Aaahh silenc- GODDAMMIT DON'T YOU DO NOT KNOCK OVER he knocked over my boxes.
10 minutes of box rearranging tetris-like (you've all heard that one with boxes being tetris blocks) madness later.
Typing this blog post because I'm tired and I have a cup of Dr. Pepper in a Pepsi cup that I got from a machine that had a Coca-Cola logo on it at a gas station that dominantly sells Mountain Dew (in a town where everyone loves Diet Coke)
10/16/11
So this is a hangover
My siblings know how to party, I know how to party, we all know how to party.
I've never had the taste of alcohol.
I don't think I ever want to taste it again.
Ever.
It's all fun for the first 5 hours, everything seemed to be going in quick motion, but then it went to fast forward and I couldn't get a grip on anything and had to pray to the porcelain god for forgiveness.
Now I feel like I'm still balancing out and I don't want to feel like this anymore.
Never again
TVR
I've never had the taste of alcohol.
I don't think I ever want to taste it again.
Ever.
It's all fun for the first 5 hours, everything seemed to be going in quick motion, but then it went to fast forward and I couldn't get a grip on anything and had to pray to the porcelain god for forgiveness.
Now I feel like I'm still balancing out and I don't want to feel like this anymore.
Never again
TVR
10/15/11
Because I'm Not Clever
okay, I'm just goin on whatever comes out of my mind because I'm not clever.
I've really been going absolutely crazy considering my personal life is going to shit but guess what, I've learned not to care. It's easy once you find a friend who'll show you how.
A good thing that happened was I auditioned for a play a while ago, I didn't get cast.
Last Tuesday I got called out by the director who said "Hey, we had someone drop out, would you like to play the character Donald?" in my mind I thought "FUCK YES, GIVE ME MY SCRIPT NOW MOTHERFUCKER" what I said was "Yeah, when's the next rehearsal?"
and thus you see how my mind works through oddities and awesomenities... I'm gonna accept that as a word right now.
I wonder how many characters are allowed in this blog, that's something I'm going to have to figure out someday through an odd process.
Called getting laid
Just kidding, I'm not that crude... am I?
I want to get an XBox. so badly, I want Left 4 Dead... both of them... and Dance Central... and and and... I feel like a little kid writing to Santa Claus... maybe that will be my christmas blog if I can remember to get on my ass and type for a little bit.
I know I want to do a blog on my Halloween costume if I can get it to work and if I can take pics... I'm gonna try and dress up as Two-Face, and yes I know that I'm probably too old for Halloween, but, I'm not trying to be a man-child, I still feel like a kid.
Two-Face as in the animated series of Batman.
I finally saw Harry Potter 7 part 2 the other day, it's what I thought it would be. A Harry Potter movie that entertains most viewers through well choreographed action scenes and certain characters bad-assery
I was entertained by it, I like Harry Potter, but in no way would I say it's my favorite series, too little knowledge on how the magic works, and I'm not a fantasy guy, I read books like Kite Runner or To Kill a Mockingbird
I've decided I want to finish learning Swedish, learn Celtic, learn Latin, then learn Italian.
Why? Because I lived in Sweden for a little bit (and I know a girl who is fascinated by Swedish stuff, but mainly it's because my mother was born there) I'm playing and am going to play a lot of Italian character roles so my curiosity of the language arose and I love the "dead" languages
I've really been going absolutely crazy considering my personal life is going to shit but guess what, I've learned not to care. It's easy once you find a friend who'll show you how.
A good thing that happened was I auditioned for a play a while ago, I didn't get cast.
Last Tuesday I got called out by the director who said "Hey, we had someone drop out, would you like to play the character Donald?" in my mind I thought "FUCK YES, GIVE ME MY SCRIPT NOW MOTHERFUCKER" what I said was "Yeah, when's the next rehearsal?"
and thus you see how my mind works through oddities and awesomenities... I'm gonna accept that as a word right now.
I wonder how many characters are allowed in this blog, that's something I'm going to have to figure out someday through an odd process.
Called getting laid
Just kidding, I'm not that crude... am I?
I want to get an XBox. so badly, I want Left 4 Dead... both of them... and Dance Central... and and and... I feel like a little kid writing to Santa Claus... maybe that will be my christmas blog if I can remember to get on my ass and type for a little bit.
I know I want to do a blog on my Halloween costume if I can get it to work and if I can take pics... I'm gonna try and dress up as Two-Face, and yes I know that I'm probably too old for Halloween, but, I'm not trying to be a man-child, I still feel like a kid.
Two-Face as in the animated series of Batman.
I finally saw Harry Potter 7 part 2 the other day, it's what I thought it would be. A Harry Potter movie that entertains most viewers through well choreographed action scenes and certain characters bad-assery
I was entertained by it, I like Harry Potter, but in no way would I say it's my favorite series, too little knowledge on how the magic works, and I'm not a fantasy guy, I read books like Kite Runner or To Kill a Mockingbird
I've decided I want to finish learning Swedish, learn Celtic, learn Latin, then learn Italian.
Why? Because I lived in Sweden for a little bit (and I know a girl who is fascinated by Swedish stuff, but mainly it's because my mother was born there) I'm playing and am going to play a lot of Italian character roles so my curiosity of the language arose and I love the "dead" languages
9/24/11
My Internet and Life and all that shit are on the fritz
That's why I haven't posted in a while, just so ya know.
And also
Mosh Pits are scary... Unless they're in Utah...
It's people swinging frantically in the hopes of hitting someone but I feel like they all want to go up to the people and just say "Oh, I'm so sorry. You all right?"
Except for a select few people whom I thought were batshit crazy.
But that's besides the point, the point is, I think I'm currently deaf. Slightly.
I went to hang out with some pals, and I was taken to a Death Metal Trance concert... Jesus god alla allmighty Zeus...
It was loud.
And I got hit in the face... by a fist... But it ain't that bad... most I got was a sore in my mouth..
Fritz... Is that a real word?
TVR
And also
Mosh Pits are scary... Unless they're in Utah...
It's people swinging frantically in the hopes of hitting someone but I feel like they all want to go up to the people and just say "Oh, I'm so sorry. You all right?"
Except for a select few people whom I thought were batshit crazy.
But that's besides the point, the point is, I think I'm currently deaf. Slightly.
I went to hang out with some pals, and I was taken to a Death Metal Trance concert... Jesus god alla allmighty Zeus...
It was loud.
And I got hit in the face... by a fist... But it ain't that bad... most I got was a sore in my mouth..
Fritz... Is that a real word?
TVR
9/11/11
Musicals
Spiderman
A story about a high school student who basically invents a way to swing through the air flawlessly and becomes a vigilante
Evil Dead
A story about a group of campers who break into a house and find a book of the dead that calls to the world evil demons
The Titanic
A real life boat that sailed through the ocean and crashed into an iceberg
Phoenix Wright
A logic based video game series about lawyers
These all sound like perfect ideas for musicals
Okay, honestly, I don't think crazy things are necessarily bad things (I do like some of the songs in the Spider-Man musical, most of the songs in the Evil Dead musical, and the Titanic... well I'm going to be in that one.) but they're not good things sometimes either. (the Phoenix Wright musical (though I can't understand it, I can read subtitles) sucks) I think there has to be dedication and a great respect for something when you take the idea of something and mess around with its genetics, you have to know how to respect it and take a cautionary approach with changing things too much.
Also I just watched Limitless... it was a great and fun movie.
TVR
A story about a high school student who basically invents a way to swing through the air flawlessly and becomes a vigilante
Evil Dead
A story about a group of campers who break into a house and find a book of the dead that calls to the world evil demons
The Titanic
A real life boat that sailed through the ocean and crashed into an iceberg
Phoenix Wright
A logic based video game series about lawyers
These all sound like perfect ideas for musicals
Okay, honestly, I don't think crazy things are necessarily bad things (I do like some of the songs in the Spider-Man musical, most of the songs in the Evil Dead musical, and the Titanic... well I'm going to be in that one.) but they're not good things sometimes either. (the Phoenix Wright musical (though I can't understand it, I can read subtitles) sucks) I think there has to be dedication and a great respect for something when you take the idea of something and mess around with its genetics, you have to know how to respect it and take a cautionary approach with changing things too much.
Also I just watched Limitless... it was a great and fun movie.
TVR
9/5/11
I need to stop going on and on about how my day was because it doesn't make for an interesting story a lot of the time.
As I sit here, scratching my now shaven face, I have realized that my recent stories of being in plays are unappealing to read, to save myself from being a boring man, I have decided to talk about your day instead.
You woke up drowsily/readily/sadly/happily/uncaringly/bored/with a hangover and decided to go to the fridge/shower/dresser/sink/gutter and go about your daily routine. You then decided to look on a computer and check your e-mail/check your facebook/lol I don't hav interwebz/browse porn/play solitaire/play minesweeper/play some sort of flash or FPS game
Then you stumbled upon this blog post and read it/disregarded it/skimmed through it/broke your computer/turned off your computer because mainly insane people dwell on the internet and you don't want to look insane even though you end up running outside with a maniacal laugh of triumph to prove you are not a slave of techobobbles and the like/masturbate
And that's as far as I'll go
TVR
You woke up drowsily/readily/sadly/happily/uncaringly/bored/with a hangover and decided to go to the fridge/shower/dresser/sink/gutter and go about your daily routine. You then decided to look on a computer and check your e-mail/check your facebook/lol I don't hav interwebz/browse porn/play solitaire/play minesweeper/play some sort of flash or FPS game
Then you stumbled upon this blog post and read it/disregarded it/skimmed through it/broke your computer/turned off your computer because mainly insane people dwell on the internet and you don't want to look insane even though you end up running outside with a maniacal laugh of triumph to prove you are not a slave of techobobbles and the like/masturbate
And that's as far as I'll go
TVR
8/31/11
I am Buckingham
I auditioned for a Shakespeare scene group that doesn't do whole Shakespeare plays but does ensemble, monologue, and duo scenes.
I got a part in the ensemble scene, I just have one line for this scene though, it's from Richard III.
Richards III is a bad person, and he basically killed a lot of people so he could be the next in line for the crown, and they come to haunt him after he is about to go kill one more person, and I'm the ghost of the last person he killed, so I get to do a loud booming line of dialogue.
I like it, even if it's small, I get to use my full voice that I always have fun using. :D
I like yelling.
TVR
I got a part in the ensemble scene, I just have one line for this scene though, it's from Richard III.
Richards III is a bad person, and he basically killed a lot of people so he could be the next in line for the crown, and they come to haunt him after he is about to go kill one more person, and I'm the ghost of the last person he killed, so I get to do a loud booming line of dialogue.
I like it, even if it's small, I get to use my full voice that I always have fun using. :D
I like yelling.
TVR
8/28/11
Auditions again.
I walked in to some auditions the other day, I walked in and I was greeted by my name being said as a spoonerism (PopCorn=CopPorn, My Name= Ny Mame) I know the guy personally, and so I responded by saying his name the same way. After I was done, I said to the guy walking in "break a leg, man"
In hindsight, I'm almost afraid I was too casual, but I'll post up if I get anything
TVR
P.S. Busy busy, college shit.
In hindsight, I'm almost afraid I was too casual, but I'll post up if I get anything
TVR
P.S. Busy busy, college shit.
8/17/11
Oh dear lord
I am so sorry for not benefiting your destruction of mind by making you listen to me incomprehensible rants for the last... how many days? Weeks?
Who cares. I am not a dead person... or else I wouldn't have been able to move.
Moving, it is a stressful experience... at least when you only have a 2004 Cadillac Deville (it's actually not a bad vehicle, it's very nice actually, but these ones become quickly outdated for some odd reason..) and are moving from North Da-fuckin-kota all the way to Mormon country... Utah... with a car that's absolutely full of junk...
But it's all fun... sort of... I left my hat in Salt Lake... It was my lucky hat... I need a frowny face here... :(
Get a U-Haul... or a truck
TVR
Who cares. I am not a dead person... or else I wouldn't have been able to move.
Moving, it is a stressful experience... at least when you only have a 2004 Cadillac Deville (it's actually not a bad vehicle, it's very nice actually, but these ones become quickly outdated for some odd reason..) and are moving from North Da-fuckin-kota all the way to Mormon country... Utah... with a car that's absolutely full of junk...
But it's all fun... sort of... I left my hat in Salt Lake... It was my lucky hat... I need a frowny face here... :(
Get a U-Haul... or a truck
TVR
8/5/11
Blog from a couch
Hi there, I love you.
Whenever you sit on me, I make sure that you will be one of the most comfortable men (or women) in the planet that we know as Earth.
But don't fucking overstay you're welcome or I will throw you on the ground like the bitch you are, it will happen so suddenly that you will feel threatened at every other GODDAMN moment at what else I have in store.
Aren't the flowers in me decal just gorgeous? They go well with the TV and just feel the pillows... no not that one... not that one... the one to your left... isn't it just the most comfortable pillow in the world?
Now get on your fucking knees and beg to you lord that I will not give you a neck cramp that will make you hate humanity and any type of sitting furniture for the rest of your fucking miserable lives.
Have a nice day.
TVR
8/1/11
Sleep...
recently I have been sleeping 6AM to 4PM... which is unhealthy as it is.
but now I am getting a small job where I actually have to be up at those exact times... bad coincidence.
So I did what I thought was smart... I stayed up from 4PM to 1PM the next day which was just about as long as my willpower was keeping me awake.
I mean, I was mesmerized by a slinky and not once, not twice, but what seemed to be 6 times, I moved the slinky and it fell and I jumped high enough to hit the roof each time...
Now this was all yesterday so I thought not too much of it... but then I tried to ride it out again... but I was just able to stay up... till exactly the same time, I don't know if made things better or worse...
but now I am getting a small job where I actually have to be up at those exact times... bad coincidence.
So I did what I thought was smart... I stayed up from 4PM to 1PM the next day which was just about as long as my willpower was keeping me awake.
I mean, I was mesmerized by a slinky and not once, not twice, but what seemed to be 6 times, I moved the slinky and it fell and I jumped high enough to hit the roof each time...
Also I was watching the movie Purgatory, which was a good movie from what I remember, except for ******SPOILER!!!******
******the ending part where the Indian man throws the guys into Hell, I thought the idea Hell being****** ******a mystery behind the black gate seemed more appropriate... Also, I was so sad when the****** ******farmer was sent through the gate, you got to warrant that I had the mind of a five year old****** ******since I was so damn tired, but I was balling my eyes out at that part******
******END SPOILER******
So I went to sleep finally and then I woke up... at 10PM...Now this was all yesterday so I thought not too much of it... but then I tried to ride it out again... but I was just able to stay up... till exactly the same time, I don't know if made things better or worse...
7/30/11
I could outdo Glee
I want to make a Jukebox musical series that instead of making it about performing, have it be that the songs are almost spur of the moment like in a lot of musicals and have to do with the plot.
And NOT massacre some of my favorite songs.
Once again for effect
NOT... Massacre... Some... Of... My... Favorite... Wait for it...
Maybe have some characters being stoners singing Bohemian Rhapsody, and they could be getting paranoid when the song gets to "I see a little silhouette of a man"
Or maybe have a couple talking on the phone with the song "Telephone" (bleh, not that great of a song but that's what came into mind first) and one of them being in a club
I'd try to write... But I'm not good at writing characters...
But actually if someone could do that, and not make it cheesy because cheesy is popular now, just like obscurity... but make it fun and good writing.
TVR
Are you still waiting? ... Songs!
Yeah, I hate Glee... So what?
And NOT massacre some of my favorite songs.
Once again for effect
NOT... Massacre... Some... Of... My... Favorite... Wait for it...
Maybe have some characters being stoners singing Bohemian Rhapsody, and they could be getting paranoid when the song gets to "I see a little silhouette of a man"
Or maybe have a couple talking on the phone with the song "Telephone" (bleh, not that great of a song but that's what came into mind first) and one of them being in a club
I'd try to write... But I'm not good at writing characters...
But actually if someone could do that, and not make it cheesy because cheesy is popular now, just like obscurity... but make it fun and good writing.
TVR
Are you still waiting? ... Songs!
Yeah, I hate Glee... So what?
I'm Dr.Doolittle... Except Only With Spiders
*Note: I did not drink, ingest, or smoke anything that caused this story, unless you can drink the feel of being tired*
I started talking to a spider for my own entertainment last night and I was just saying things like "Hiya spider, thanks for catching that mosquito because, as you know Mr. Spider, I have a reaction when bitten" and it was very innocent.
Until I got up for a drink of water.
I came back to the spider, and instinctively I said "so where were we?" and pondered a second and then realized "ah, right mosquitoes. Did you know that when I was a little kid, a mosquito bit my on my cheek and my whole face was swollen, no joke... "
And I just carried on talking like I was just getting to know him, unaware that I was talking to a spider, and it didn't stop until I asked
"Well, I should go to bed, it was nice talking to you mr..."
At that moment, I realized that I had shared my life story with a spider... and I don't even think he was listening, he was just wrapping up a butterfly...
And then I grabbed a Dr. Pepper and went to bed.
Spiders aren't great listeners...
TVR
Edit: I originally said beer, but I meant to say Dr. Pepper... I don't even drink... beer was on my mind because I was watching Cheers... I lied about having a hangover :(
I'm sorry, can you forgive me?
I'm not even old enough to drink yet :(
I'll make sure not to lie again :D
I started talking to a spider for my own entertainment last night and I was just saying things like "Hiya spider, thanks for catching that mosquito because, as you know Mr. Spider, I have a reaction when bitten" and it was very innocent.
Until I got up for a drink of water.
I came back to the spider, and instinctively I said "so where were we?" and pondered a second and then realized "ah, right mosquitoes. Did you know that when I was a little kid, a mosquito bit my on my cheek and my whole face was swollen, no joke... "
And I just carried on talking like I was just getting to know him, unaware that I was talking to a spider, and it didn't stop until I asked
"Well, I should go to bed, it was nice talking to you mr..."
At that moment, I realized that I had shared my life story with a spider... and I don't even think he was listening, he was just wrapping up a butterfly...
And then I grabbed a Dr. Pepper and went to bed.
Spiders aren't great listeners...
TVR
Edit: I originally said beer, but I meant to say Dr. Pepper... I don't even drink... beer was on my mind because I was watching Cheers... I lied about having a hangover :(
I'm sorry, can you forgive me?
I'm not even old enough to drink yet :(
I'll make sure not to lie again :D
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