Published on Tuesday, December 31, 2002 .
Got a replica airsoft gun of some shotgun that I don’t know the name of. Played with that most of the morning. Ehh, it’s suppose to me a riot shotgun, so I pretended I was shooting into a riot.
Was bored again around mid-day, so I started another fire. I didn’t have anymore alcohol, so I went looking around for more anything flammable in my room. I found paint thinner. So I grabbed a soda can, cut the top off and placed it in the gravel that is my backyard. Poured some paint thinner and lit the porpane torch. Gently caressed the thinner. Little flames which promptly went out. Hmm, need some persuading. I held the torch for a few second in the can and flame started nicely. A bit darker than the one from yesterday. Yeah, it was getting boring to watch, so I threw a lighter into it. Within a few seconds, the lighter blew up, along with putting out the fire. Damn, it wasn’t like it expected. Poked the can with a steel pole, releasing the thinner. Lit that. The flames were better than the ones in the can. Needs more O2. I went back inside and got a plastic food container thing. Poured thinner in it and lit that. This also need some persuading. There was nice black smoke and yellow-orange flames. Ehh, the plastic started to melt. I threw a lighter in for good measure. Within a moment or so, the lighter busted and sent a nice large flame into the air. Man, it reminded me of a Kuwaiti oil field. I pokes at the remains with a steel pole to put it out. It was a bitch to put out.
Published on Monday, December 30, 2002 .
Did something funny with my hair this morning. I put some of this spray gel stuff in it and do what I normally do with it. Look nice. I think I might start using the stuff, which is weird since I never like putting crap in my hair.
I was bored around mid-day, so I started a small fire in the backyard. Placed a letter (see previous entry) in the gravel. I first tried lighting it with a lighter. The paper caught fire, but it was not up to standards. I went back inside, got alcohol and a propane torch that were in my room (don’t worry, there are plenty more flammable items in my room). Soaked the paper in the alcohol, lit the torch and then gently caressed the paper with it. Damn, did that that shit ever catch on fire. I stood outside (with a only a tshirt on (FYI: there was snow on the ground)) and watched the fire. It started to die, so I poured more alcohol on it. Hmm, should have poured in bursts, the alcohol in the bottle started to burn. Oh well, I poured the rest on the ashes of the paper. Stood some more then used my shoe to put out the small flames before I went back inside. Seems that alcohol burns with no visable flame, the thing flared up when I went to spread the gravel. Ehh, it will burn itself out.
Published on Sunday, December 29, 2002 .
This morning I had four stacks of paper, all around ten inches high. This evening I sort them out and threw out most of it. In the end, I was left with two stack, both 3 inches high, and a stack of a ARRL envelopes. It’s really funny looking at things from the past. I found numerous high school report card (which all got shredded) and a letter to an ex-girlfriend (which promptly got burned, along with anything else relating to the bitch). I maganged to fill 1.5 paper bags (I really don’t know how they got filled).
I think I’ll continue the cleaning of my room tomorrow with the cleaning of my closet. Shit, that thing need to be emptied and rearranged.
Published on Sunday, December 29, 2002 .
There was 15 people in my house last night. Most of them stayed for the night. That’s too many people in one house, considering that it’s usually three people in the house most of the time. Stayed in my room for the most part. It’s not that I don’t like family get togthers, it’s that I can’t stand being crammed all together trying to look happy. Plus they are usually doing stuff I’d rather not do.
So anyway, it’s already eight days into my winter break and I have yet to figure out what to do for the other 20 days or so. Think I might look for a job. I’ve been meaning to get one for a while. I need money. Hopefully I’ll actually get off my lazy ass and get one. Work weekends while I go to school weekdays. Seems like a plan.
Yeah, so it’s winter break. I told myself that I wouldn’t look at my grades until a few days before the new semester begins. I broke down and looked at them. They are better than I expected, which isn’t saying much about my expectations. I was hoping just to pass all my classes, which I did. I got one B+ and five C+s. I need to do work next semester. I don’t like this barely passing stuff. I mean it’s not that I just want to do the bare minumum, it’s that I don’t see why I should do better. I really want to learn the material, but… I don’t know. It doesn’t all make sense now. Hmm, hope I get off my lazy ass for next semester.
Published on Thursday, December 12, 2002 .
Looks like I got an online journal, so that everyone in the world (well, everyone that has internet access) can hear me bitch about stuff. More later when I get the time.
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