repetition

i want to have a house that looks like the house that is next to my house.

fall

freedom costs a buck o five

sitting in airport. not fun. my nose is a little numb because it got punched. the sun is in my face and i don't like it.

i was thinking about a conversation that i had with my friend nick. we were talking about freedom and how it isn't a possibility. it started because of the phrase freedom isn't free.

freedom doesn't really exist in our society today and on a deeper level, may not exist at all. there are a lot of theories on freedom because there are a lot of different aspects to which it can be applied. pretty much anything you can think of has some sort of limitation that would prohibit complete freedom.

upon further research, it seems that getting to the basics of an argument about freedom involves the question of fate or non-fate. i don't know if i agree completely, but i'm not a freedom scholar.

i agree with nick that osama bin laden is probably the only person in the world who is the closest to freedom. also, he lives in a cave. we think.

joey nevada

welp. it looks like i am probably losing my job in the next few days. haha! i was worried for a little while when it first started looking like this was going to happen. now i don't really give an f which is weird for me. things have a way of working out.

since i won't have income for the time being, i'm doing the smart thing and flying to las vegas to party with one of my favorite bands, horse the band. they invited me to celebrate the end of their tour. normally, i wouldn't be able to make it to las vegas but i didn't want to regret missing a fun trip. if one of your favorite bands asks you to party, you make it happen. so i bought a 500 dollar package with money i don't have.

i'm staying at the golden nugget in downtown las vegas. they have the hand of faith and i am going to look at it. it is the largest piece of gold in the world that has been found. some guy found it with a metal detector.

maybe i should be a treasure hunter. i didn't go to college for it though.

i've been really lethargic lately. it sucks.

disneyland.

for mannfans

worse than cigarettes

ineption

haha. last night i had a dream and in it i made up a phrase. sorry if you hate hearing about dreams. i usually dislike it, but maybe that is a weird preference of mine. if you don't like it, you have the freedom to not read this.

it went like this. i was at home and my car was parked across the street. it was all blackened and messed up on one of the fenders and i found evidence of home made explosives near it. i went to ask a neighbor what had happened and before he answered me, i saw two kids lighting a pipe bomb near my car and they ran into their house before it exploded. i went to their door and told them to knock it off. also their house was on fire so i told them that they should tell their mom. their mom came out and i told her that her house was on fire. it had reduced it's intensity, so she couldn't see it as easily as i did before. she didn't believe me and told me that she felt like i was trying to rent her a cupcake. i had no idea what this meant but told her i was just trying to help her out.

renting someone a cupcake? i think that it means that you are trying to make someone look dumb. i thought about it after i woke up and i came to the conclusion that people don't usually hold one cupcake for very long. probably because it is a small portion and it is hard to look cool holding one. (this parallels a theory i have on jello shots). now if someone rented you a cupcake for like 3 minutes and you had to give it back, you would look like a real dummy.

isn't it strange how the subconscious works? i used the phrase today.