Tired Yes. I don't talk/type much so.....um.....1234, testing testing. i gotta run and sleep.

Make your smile look natural. just be normal or mr. fiddle stick will come and bother you. do you want mr. fiddle stick to come and bother you again? what was it like the last time? no....you don't want him to come do you? then act normal. normal.

ahh the good times. always fun. being threatened by seemingly imaginary dangers. until these products of delusion are unleashed on your unknowing mind and body, it all seems fine. like nothing can happen. then the pain starts. a pain so sharp it slices through your face between your eyes at the top of your nose and forces it was into your head. it ricochets off your skull after tearing through your brain and bounces about inside like an atom of hate, cutting your brain to ribbons.
while you lay on the ground clutching your head in a pitiful attempt to shield yourself from mr. fiddle stick, the evil one unleashes the pain again. its pierces your chest with enough force to obliterate your heart. only it doesnt. it forces its way into your chest like a writhing worm , the hole sealing after like it never happened, and expands inside until it fills every bit of space, constricting your insides. the pressure builds until you can do nothing but scream and lay there, your arms motionless because youve forgotten they exist. the only thing that exists is the pain. and all of a sudden its gone, and you are left on the ground to convulse with panicked confoundedness.

then i realised that i left the computer on at home and rushed right back to switch it off...then everything was fine....aaaahaha all good.

I like to walk down sidewalks and gaze at the people passing me. especially the children. the younger ones are the best. they look at you with such innocent curiosity. its beautiful, really; and since i have long since lost that innocence, i just stare back, smile, and say: "i hate you so very, very much."
ah....children.

My laughter. Strange. When something really is funny to me i go silent. My mouth forms a maniacal open grin. i convulse for a few seconds with rapid succesion until a gasping apelike sound barely passing for laughter issues from my lips. disgusting really. only happens with family guy, harold and kumar go to white castle, old school, and now the invasion of zim.
hell hath no fury like zim.

Laughter. Goodness, eh?
You can tell when somethings insanely godlike funny to me when my laughter becomes silent. I open my mouth in a maniacal mockery of a smile and convulse at regular but rapid intervals. This happens for a few seconds until i cant take it no longer and a gasping, ape-like sound that barely passes for laughter issues forth from my mouth. I only experience this while enjoying Family Guy, The trailer for Harlod and Kumar go to White Castle, and now Invader Zim....hell hath no fury like zim.