Amandoo’s Handle of Realitumtum

i don’t understand how someone could sell a huge lot of various awesome pez toys including TWO pezmania clown dispenser player guys. you see, my dog bella just ate mine that my sister gave me years ago. now i’m PIZZED.

random auctions make me randomly emotional.

so i say what type of name is PBWolf? well, a great hip-hoppist’s name, that’s what. if you go to the itunes music store right now youz can get some stones throw podcasts for free.

i’m hurting bad about school. not so random. mostly based on procrastination sake.

that’s what i had. that’s whats head is decapitated.

there’s this song i just remembered from my ghetdays in detroit. the lyrics are inappropriate (though highly entertaining) and i’m wondering where that song came from. but there are many others like it, weird techno beats where they repeat the most inane thigns. it was a good time. i’ll maybe make a page about it someday.

for now death or homework, one or the other.

i’m scurred. make ‘em clap to this. bella ate sunglasses, pez tetris, and a really expensive walkie talkie. what a bitch, right?!?!

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yeah it was great.

i only got to go home 12 minutes early, but it was pretty exciting. started off as usual, fire alarm no one was paying attention to, next thing you know, i run out and check it out- see some major smoke and stuff- and people start mad screaming and running. herds of people (think holiday shopping) were running towards any exit they could find. dang i wish i had had a night shift today.
they thought it was maybe arson, as the store fire was from Forever 21, a clothes store. interesting.

and to think i left my delicious mushroom barley soup there.

other than that. hmm. some bad freestyling last night. i wish i had more time for that career. ha. my lips hurt. and so does my cat scratch fever on my hand.

i feel like i never know what’s going on. especially with my homework.

have a good sunday.

just about sums it up ladies and gents. well, i worked at the mall on black friday. 6am to 2pm. and the thing is, that isn’t a long shift, and people do that all the time at el starbucks, but for me, it was gross. especially because i didn’t couldn’t wouldn’t fall asleep until at least 330am. and got up at 5ish. and later i concluded that there is nothing more important in this world than sleep. love is great, family and friends are cool, but you couldn’t survive without sleep. it is gross to think of the shopping that happened today. i have more stories than your grandma can readily pull out of her memory banks from today alone.

i had some macaroni and cheese. we’ll leave that at that. oh. fine. i also had a delismicious leftover thanksgiving sandwich. which leads me back around to this:

my little two year old cousin puked at my table at thanksgiving dinner. not but ten seconds later, my grandma comes round and starts taking pictures like nothing traumatic just happened.
my family spontaneously bursts into song together.
there was soy whipped cream. bizarre. pleasant, but not to taste i heard.
other ‘family secret’ type things that would only embarrass or endanger me…

happy black friday. avoid the mall.

this was so good i just had to take it and put it all right here:

from the irishexaminer…

22/11/2006 - 8:26:49 AM

Hilton vomits while attempting to sing own song

Paris Hilton shocked revellers at a Las Vegas nightclub when she got up to perform but ended up vomiting on stage instead.

Singer Joshua Radin was among the guests who went to a nightclub to hear rapper Shawn Jay-Z Carter perform and found himself sitting next to the socialite-turned-singer.

Radin writes on his MySpace page: “Paris Hilton was sitting next to me the whole night. Seriously, next to me, like our legs were touching for a good five hours.

“Now don’t get the wrong idea. She never once said hello, nor even looked in my direction. Five hours. And it was unreal to watch.

“She must have pulled a compact out of her bag every six minutes to stare at herself and pose while Jay-Z was performing eighteen inches from us.”

Radin writes that when Jay-Z left the stage: “Paris, who had been swilling straight vodka from (a) Grey Goose bottle for hours, gets up on stage, has the people in charge throw her ‘record’ on the house stereo for her to lip sync two of her songs. She gets up on the stage, pukes, leaves…”

Radin adds: “I find the music business charming.”

Oh, Paris, you silly bee. Now go buy that album!

i just wasted 4 hours on the computer doing so little. and doing much less homework. the sentence i came up with?

“Students will make up situations that they have heard of or seen based on some sort of freaking supmin o otha”

Okay so it’s mostly a joke that sentence, but it means that I am even further from having done any of my homework, because I have to go and erase that sentence before I can move on.

I do recommend that you watch this: “Important Sandwich” video

because it is amazing. it makes me feel like life is alright, like i might survive, despite my huge lack of ability to do anything worthwhile quite often.

the web is a world, an entire world, i have witnessed people waste days away with it at a time. somehow, if you read my blog, you must be a webhead, so i urge you to take a break from the internet (as i urge myself), for 72 days.

and then when you come back, check out the top sites on the internet here: alexa, and see what all the other computerhead are looking at.

my computer is squeaking? and i don’t know why? so i have to go now. for real.

yeah the new PS3 and selling one’s contact information for one for 1100 dollars! that’s right, someone sold contact information for someone selling a PS3 for eleven hundred dollars. and they stated it clearly in the auction. same thing here in this auction for an XBox 360 BOX a box for $400! what is wrong with people? do they not know how to read full auctions?

well, on the other hand, i did once try to buy a book from someone with low feedback naively, and it was a scam. but i got my money back, and it said nothing about how jerkfaced the person was in the auction.

and apparently taco bell had a deal that they’d take a new PS3 for $12,500 worth of food there. this is crazy fire sauce. that could keep you taco-ed up for like, maybe two years. it was also in partnership with boys and girls of america so charity is always a good thing. but still, quite weird.

My ‘friend’ on myspace- mr. sasquatch, sent this message out about turkey cruelty:

” You kill poor turkey. You eat Turkey. You have party and eat Turkey. Turkey my friend….why you kill Turkey. Please do not kill Tom. He my personal friend. Like his beard. Tom has family. Tom makes beautiful noises…Squeeak, Squawk, Chirp chirp…squeakk.

Kill Vulture. They creep me out! Kill skunk they stink. Kill possum they nasty. Thank you…”

What is the world coming to? Let me enjoy my delicious golden brown turkey:

right vegetarians?!?!?!

how about turducken? i’ve never had it, but i hear it’s amazing.

and it looks good too. mmm…turducken.

what else is new, you ask? oh, you didn’t ask? well, fine, then. this is just awkward.

Please, people, if you are driving in the car and you are having a friend in your passenger seat who is U.T.I. of malchocall, do not allow them to open the door, drag their foot along the ground, and then both feet. It may result in total cell phone damage or loss.

Warning two- if you are at Wawa at 425 am, and a crazy man who strategically places his pick in his ‘do as he parks in between two spots (one for the handicap) comes in and skitters around, watch him, for he will most assuredly end up walking by the scanner with a tastycake apple pie, scan it himself, drop a dollar (for the .99 cent item)(so generous, eh?!), because you will almost get charged for it, but then later you can all have a GLORIOUS laugh.

chicken noodle soup, chicken noodle soup, yeah.

boobies

asses

loins

hot sauce!

now my blog is hot!

(ps sorry for that. i don’t know what took over me)

(pss ticks are the most vile and disgusting things ever, worse than spiders in a way)

what i’m saying is sometimes i think of crazy post titles, but the thing is- i sing weird songs sometimes and that is just not conveyed in the written title. so goodnight.

does anyone talk about their ex-dog or ex-cat? i mean, it’s hard enough to say if they were or weren’t mine to begin with. i did a quick pop on the old laptop and found out that some people do use those terms- but are they weird? “aww, jake, my ex-dog”

to learn about narcolepsy in dogs, watch this same “Rusty the narcoleptic dog” video that i watched in high school.

whoops!

and i’m sure you’ve heard about this unfortunate (Romanians were misled and possibly harmed (reputably-so) in the making of this video) part of the Borat saga- it makes me feel a little bad. yeah.

and whoops again, big whoops! whoever mailed in that ballot is going to be double pissed- losing that much money and their vote didn’t count!

well, besides wasting my time, not doing any homework, and hating society, i’m not doing much. yeah. i’m leaving coffee and banana peels all over, and crying because i can’t drink coffee all the time and i can’t not drink it all the time. maybe i should just so i can do/not do my homework.

and now i’m just boring. i even watched a segment of ‘the simple life’ on youtube. help: