well, its happened, im officially getting spammed by those fucking whores that showthemselves on cam. i love women, theyre great, wonderful, and at times, the most hilarious excuse to watch old redne3cks fight.

seriously. its fucking hilarious.

but one thing that annoys me more, is getting fucking spammed by them. oh sure, in the beginning its a normal conversation, then it turns creepy. just like ted nugents interview. its turns old, creepy, and weird faster and faster then i would like it to. why is it that when im trying to write a fucking part for the god damned story, im assialed by these idiot lolitas that think just because they have boobs, that i want to see them, and they have this whole damned thing scripted out, and its always on this autopilot! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!? honestly!

to be honest, i find it rather intriguing that theyre simply using what gentics gave them to make money. its the new twist to the oldest profession in the world! its e-hookers! not only will they propisition you, when you turn them down, they assume youre a virgin! wow! WAY TO MAKE A FIRST GREAT IMPRESSION YOU SOULESS BITCHES! if it were that easy to make money just by swinging around what yo momma gave ya by streaking down a diseased metal pole in some fucked up strip joint, i think a lot more people would be doing that!

my other issue is with the damned bandwidth of this place, with my writing, i require a constant, easy flowing stream of music to block out anything that would distract me from my otherwise boring life. but at the same time, i realise that the library only has so much badwidth before things get strained.

this does not make my job easier at all!

not to mention i pounded down a full containter of coffee to help with my concetration, but nooooo! the fucking muysic has to fucking cut out on me while im getting a damned flow going! that totally screws up the part i had in mind, because when im visulizing when im writing, its like a thumpin soundtrack going on in the backround!

IS IT SO FREAKISHLY HARD FOR THE LIBRARY TO GET A FEW MORE ROUTERS UP AND RUNNING TO GIVE THE PATRONS WHAT THEY NEED TO VIEW THEIR POINTLESS MUSIC VIDEOS!? yes i am being a little bit unreasonable, but with good reason. ever since my netbooks screen got cracked, ive had to deal with these kinds of interruptions. which is why i always try to get here by 10 in the morning, that way, i can get done what needs to be done, and no ones feeleings get hurt in the process, mainly my own.

cause... in this respect, im kind of a passive agressive douchenugget when.... FUCK IT! im just going to start bringing my damned tiny radio when it comes to these kinds of things. that way, i dont have to deal with all of these interruptions!

im too pissed to edit this. camgirls and bandwidth issues together are fucking evil

Okays, so those of you who've been following mah bloog for a while know about the drama I went through a while back with a certain Slick Cherrick! Anyways, I just checked on his site he's got going on, and I'm proud to say that the guys growing his brand out there! I'm proud of the little effer! So if you need something fixed just look for one of Slick's flyers floating around the city and give him a call.

Of course, check out Slick's site, n3rdnation.com only place for nerds to be... Well... Nerdy, I guess. I dunno, everytime I check up on the little dude, a glimmer of faint hope rekindles that part of me that says "Lessallbefwiends!"

Then, two minutes little, the rest of me kicks the fuck out of that part and I'm back to mah evah epicah loving self! Look, Slick, I don't know if you still carry that special little useless grudge against me or not, but for the long run of things, may your site be the one place that nerds everywhere, whatever your thoughts of them be, have a safe haven to rant and rave their freaking heads off and vent a little steaam!

Who knows, might even be the next Facebook, Complete with privacy invading somethings...! MWA HA HA HA! I kid. Mostly.

In other news, while I was writing 27.4, I kept thinking of Dr. Who. So the part revolved around a tiny man in a tweed jacket who's really just trying to watch some Oprah. I think Dr. Who would like Oprah.

"Look under your seats! EVERYONE GETS A TARDIS! YOU GET TARDIS! YOU GET TARDIS! YOU GET A TACO SALAD THAT I DIDN'T WANT! DOUCHEBAAAAAG!"

It's really fun to just let loose everyonce in a while. I'm having trouble getting onto Okcupid to try and search for the next screwed up love of my life, or some love of the next four hours. Hey, a guy has needs right? Anyways, despite all that, I get to thinking about all the fun we've had with our.... Deck of cards.

Sorry, I was trying segway from dating to our exchange student, and in the middle of that last sentence it just sounded oh so wrong.

Hence, the deck of cards remark.

Now that I'm on track, our exchange student we're hosting has only a few weeks before she goes. and despite mah best effahts to not sprout a few leaks in the eyeball area, it's... it's getting tough for me. On the one side, I'm kinda happy she's getting home to be with her family. On the other... I'm kinda dreading when she gets on the plane, cause it'll be a few weeks of no herness. What I mean to say is that I'll REALLY miss her when she goes. Bummer of a deal to be honest. Plus, I need to get a few more scares out of her before she goes.

Waaaaaah... Not crying. HA HA!

What else is there? Made a secret group on FB where mah friends and I can just let loose without worrying about FB drama going on. And its fun, still figuring out ways I can goof around a little bit. made two groups, one for the Dorikame Saga, and one for the hell of it.

Might as well have some freaaking fun on FB once in a while right? Shhhhhpeakin of which.. I LIKE TRAINS.

The woman in the yellow dress has been on my mind again. Kinda figured out that maybe she's Kim, or maybe she just looks like her. Hoping it's the second choice there. Don't know why, but the smiling face always kinda sticks in the mind. Plus the fact that the bright colors help it stay in there as well. Oh wells, if we cross paths again, we do, if not, then we don't.

I figure that since I'm single, all the problems I had talking to women before are present now, which might be a bummer? Or it might not... I might still be jaded from the broken engagement, though its not as prevelent as before. Which I think is AWESOOOOME! But at the same time, I'm trying to move away from the tiny cute chick types I liked so much before. 

But that aside, it's good to be blooginh mah thoughts again. I'm finding that I'm a little bit more balanced that before, when all I was really trying to do was tick people off. Those were... not pleasant times for me. But before I get all wiped out and depressed again, I'm really just enjoying this limboistic time I'm having.

1:35pm at the library! yay! and 13 minutes left.

Herm... What else is there? Well, if any of y'all want to chat me up while I'm here at the Hesperia Branch Library, I usually get here around 10 to 10:30 am, and stay till 2 or 3:30 pm. Just don't try to talk to me while I'm writing, I'm usually in the zone then. I do take breaks every so often, which does help! Man, I gotta remeber the Brewcipe(TM) I've got going for the coffee I take with me everyday. I think adding a few unground beans in the batch helps while I'm getting ready though!

Can't wait for chapter eight! T'WILL BE FREAKISHLY SHWEET!

one last note of victory... FACEBOOK HAS LOADED! MUA HA HA HA HA! FEEL MAH POKES OF FRIENDING!

Hokaido Tashimaste! Dosi oroshku! At any rate, here is a blog. I don't know what the hell its  gonna be about or why the crap Facebook won't friggin load up on the screen, but that's not really my problemo at the moment. At the moment, my thoughts are of the stupid reason why today of all days was the day to crap out on writing.

That's right, I'm whining about writing.... While I'm writing. It's that important for YOU all to know the exact and stupid reason (Which I'll never get to... All your fault.) Why... Oh dear friggin god why, I can't seem to focus.

Maybe it's because I'm just kinda spreading myself thin when it comes to the area of sub plots. Could be that, or the fact that for breakfast I undercooked a potato, ground that S.O.B up, and mixed it with eggs and bacon bits (BACON!) , fried it up all nice and quick like, then ate it like a breakfast burrito from hell!

MUA HA HA! I dislike my instestines!

... WTF!?

Getting back on track here, the ride was a little bit tiring, I checked the bikes tire pressure and suckers are as hard as rocks.

That means the tires are okay in the short term.

While I was out eating my tortillas and apple (Yay! Apple!) my bud Bruce and I talked about the Dorikame Saga: Birth of Change, pretty awesome and rare chat where I don't automatically goof up. Anyways, mah main man asked about the connection the Liory have with their chosen, where Masla truly came from, and why he's got such a vendetta for the Dorikames. I couldn't reveal much to him, but I told him what I could and left it at that.

DAMNIT FACEBOOK LOD ALREADY!

Anyways, maybe I'm just trying to rush through chapter 7 to get to ch. 8? That could be the case as I've been working on that brat for a good number of years now. It's always surprises me that the previous chapters took WAY THE HELL SHORTER TIMES TO WRITE! But chapter 7!? OH HELL TO THE EFF NAW! It's like Ch 7's my little prison gaurd! IT WON'T LET ME PASS! Effin Gandalf.

Bitching about that aside, the several side projects I've got going on have taken a considerable and mostly silent backseat to SDD. Why that is, I do not know. Maybe its because I've been working on it so long that everything else is taking less precidence over it? Could be.

My butt itches, and I'm writing this, I want to scratch it, but I CAN'T! Dear god in heaven, its like, I can shuffle around a bit and hope to high heaven that'll take care of the problem.

But it won't. I can hope it will.... But it won't.

Anyways, the list of stupid things I love procrastinating on are some stories that I want to get done. Such as the Masla's Revenge quadrology, which I'm heavelly thinking of importing what I've got thus far onto a seperate blog and writing the series from there, War of the Holos, which will be awesome to write, cause I love doing multiple plots at once. I had a experiment in that called "Infinite Web"  and that seemed to work out pretty well before I puttered out on it.

Seriously, that was my tiny obsession...

LOAD DAMN YOU! LOAD ALREADY!!!!

For  the longest time, and the goal was to get to 200 characters total, I got to maybe a little over a fourth of that done.

LOAD DAMN YOU FACEBOOK! I WISH TO POKE FRIENDS!

At any rate... Blarg. Issabout 2:42pm, and I should really edit and post this bad boy before the hounds are released. Whoa, brain drain going on.

Okay, so follow me on this.

If hounds are REleased. Then doesn't that mean the hounds were LEASED to begin with? More importantly, how long was the lease the hounds belonged to for in the first place? Does the lease have to be renewed every six months? What if the lease is like a phone companies contract?
Two year agreement?
Four?

If the hounds are REleased, does THAT mean that everytime they ARE, that a new contract has to be signed!? Hrmmmm.... Interesting point on that.

So it should be, "RE-SIGN THE OBLIGITORY CONTRACT GARENTEEING THAT WE MAY INDEED SET LOOSE THE HOUNDS UPON OUR DESIRED TARGETS!"

Yeah, that's how it should be. are there different dog loosing companies competing with each other?

Its kinda weird the thoughts I have in the middle of more important ones, cause that just entirely distracts from whatever the hell I was talking about in the first place, and leaves you, the reader, wondering what the hell youre reading to begin with!

thats it from me, gotta get hom, maybe FB will friggin load tomorrow.

also there's this:

http://www.wattpad.com/story/544403-masla%27s-revenge-the-beginning

things are a bit wierd with me at the moment, im not trying to out my thoughts as random interpretations of events gone passed without proper verification of the facts.... but i do believe i am very... very... VERY... hungry.

yessireebob, i am hungry. no fact checking required because lets face it folks, when youre hungry like i am, you can eatt the whole of the fucking sun in a goddamned heartbeat! so YAY FOR ME!  in other news, the parelli thingy was tiring, i dont know why. so much information was shoved into our mind throats that our brain mouths chewed on it like a chihuahua chomping down on a hileriously large beach ball.

yes, it was almost like the time romney won the election, but failed to do so cause the undies decided to chase after another hileriously large beach ball. i reaally.... dont know where this is going.

theres a connection between the woman in the yellow dress and kim. i know theres one out there. but my mind gullet is stuffed to the choking point with horse facts, that might take several weeks to digest. the fun part is the mental indigestion that may or may not take the form of nightmares. in which, i shall be sledding down a giant piece of BACON, wearing a siut made out of liberachis leftover rhinestones that didnt make the cut on his bedazzled coffin, being chased by a muzzled, war grizzled, telemarketer, and singing frank sinatra's "i left my wallet in san fransisco, and thats why i cant take you out to dinner tonight. plus, you are ugly.", AHH, THE GREAATEST HITS COLLECTION!

folks, im not crazy today, just feasting upon the storage of all the winters crazy that i did not get to yet. in that matter of fact action, i am taking the charge of stephen colberts super pac, and using those funds to make the above mentioned nightmare a reality. lawsuits will be made, but that hasnt stopped me before, when ive put intentionally fake plans, to actually real use.

like the time i thought the made was ghulda... but it turned out badda. or the time where i kicked a anthill over, and was sued by said hills ant queen for destruction of pile of dirt. yes, i do believe in my heart of hearts, that while channeling inner crazy person bijuu, i may attept the moons eye plan. in which i write about my level of stored up winter crazy, and unleash to no effect whatsoever.

folks, ive been watching the news, and between a guy whose our only hope and a guy with magical underwear that, may or may not, have been responsible for said bacon sliding nightmare, i am choosing to choose that choice of my own. which is a choice in and of itself.

truth be told, im somewhat excited for future elections, because of obamas presidency, there will always be a chance that meatballs very own Booger, will be president, and that will be a fun presidencies nose to pick. pun VERY MUCH intended.

i sometimes drink half a thermos of coffee that leaves me with enough energy to fiogure out that i have drank a little too much coffee, and thats not just because i think the thoughts that i just thought about thinking. thats because.... i thought them! AH HA! TAKE THAT, PERSON OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN, LOCALE, AND GENERATIONAL GRUMPINESS OVER KIDS INTENTIONALLY STANDING ON YOUR DEAD AND POORLY MAINTAINED LAWN!

 facebook, i dare not concede my utter demolition of chip houses, but i do give you the taste of bitterness of the strained berries of terratokiyuppers. AH HA! GOOD DAY SIR! ENJOY YOUR CRUMPETS AND GO PET A CUTE PUPPY IN A NICELY ORDAINED AND FRESHLY UNITED PET STORE CHAIN!

#1: ive added a few contributors to this blog, not expecting anything magical, but... should be fun regardless!

#2: tis fun.

Tomorrow better go fast. I dont know why these trips always take a chunk out of my energy... Oh well, bitching aside, things went pretty well. Went to buca de bepo... Stuffed ourselves stupid there. After that, went to brea strip mall, got cut off at a parking garage, had to walk to the theater from taco bell. But it was good. Went to see avengers 3d in a packed theatre to boot, which is a rarity in itself in the high desert. Glad i charged my batteries before i came. Only way to tune out the stuff that wiped me out. Thats about it for now.. Monday ill start kicking ass again on sdd.

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So me hearties! Yours truly, dr3arms, is off on another unneeded adventure to a country themed event. Yep. The parelli thingy i mentioned earlier. Dont know why im tagging along, but it does give me something to bitch about for ten minutes or so. So no big loss really, plus i get food tah boot, so its to my advantage! WA HAHAHA! evil laugh all over. In other news, the chica in the yellow dress is the second one that ive not gotten a name for. Maybe at this event i can get a turkey! Twould be a good thing! Anyways the shippuden manga's getting really good now, with sasuke and itachi teaming up, naruto kicking ass in his own right! May do the squee? SQUEE! now that ive got some food in me, ive got some thoughts. The first being, screw off slick. The second being i need to get laid on a regular basis again and the third being that i hate radios. Damned reception cuts out every single time. Station im listening to sounds suspisciously like mr. Speak n spell
getting laid. I wonder if stephen hawking has THAT particular speech prepped. "thats right ladies, in the mud. Oh. Oh. Yeah. Thats right. Whose your physisist. Here comes the big bang. Snore. Go make me a sandwich." thats gotta be one unforgettable date right there, lol. Speaking of which, i need to get back on the market to find a kinky woman who DOESNT screw around behind my back. Last nights stupression was bad, found myself guilt tripping myself to hell and back over something stupid. And now you know the rest of the story!

So me hearties! Yours truly, dr3arms, is off on another unneeded adventure to a country themed event. Yep. The parelli thingy i mentioned earlier. Dont know why im tagging along, but it does give me something to bitch about for ten minutes or so. So no big loss really, plus i get food tah boot, so its to my advantage! WA HAHAHA! evil laugh all over. In other news, the chica in the yellow dress is the second one that ive not gotten a name for. Maybe at this event i can get a turkey! Twould be a good thing! Anyways the shippuden manga's getting really good now, with sasuke and itachi teaming up, naruto kicking ass in his own right! May do the squee? SQUEE! now that ive got some food in me, ive got some thoughts. The first being, screw off slick. The second being i need to get laid on a regular basis again and the third being that i hate radios. Damned reception cuts out every single time. Station im listening to sounds suspisciously like mr. Speak n spell getting laid. I wonder if stephen hawking has THAT particular speech prepped. "thats right ladies, in the mud. Oh. Oh. Yeah. Thats right. Whose your physisist. Here comes the big bang. Snore. Go make me a sandwich." thats gotta be one unforgettable date right there, lol. Speaking of which, i need to get back on the market to find a kinky woman who DOESNT screw around behind my back. Last nights stupression was bad, found myself guilt tripping myself to hell and back over something stupid. And now you know the rest of the story!

righty righty righty lefty! its time for another post by yours truly! left to my own devices, and summarily given a caffienated drip system of IV's.... were gonna have some fun today! first up, a summary of yesterdays long winded unposted blog post:

1. got some weird calls in the last few weeks, think it might be slicks fault, not making judgement.
2. talked to a woman i know from somewhere, driving me crazy cause i cant figure out who she is or where i know her from at VVC.
3. uncle patricks kinda crazy at times, but made up for it by shaving the ZZ Top like neck mullet at the relay for life.
4. you see a fuzzy headed woman walking around town, you give her a hug and tell her that shes awesome for donating her hair to locks of love. also, she kinda kicked the crap out of the anti bald brats doll making forces. in short, they now make bald bratz.
5. lots of things happening in the story, most of em unexpected, even to  the guy writing the damned thing.
6. deleted a inactive blog, kept the audio one, cause i never know when somethings going to crop up.

okay, now that all of thats taking care of, we can get to the meat and guts of this bad boy. recently, ive been having this wierd contuning dream where there are decendents of the little crazy german dude with the awful mustache, and theyre building a boat as a way of rebranding that whole fiasco and put it behind them. only exept... its not working, and the boats fucking hideous as hell. i think i mightve set said hideous fucking boat on fire. twas a dream. so... yeah.

in other news, the caffienes kinda screwing with my system again. im experiencing the subtle and slight drop, mood wise into a stupression (depression with stupid self blaming thoughts for incidents that were entirely not my fault, nor did/would/could/should have a hand in its existence, I.E: someone in apple valley burning their morning bagel.) which only lasts a good two minutes but does two seconds worth of confidence crushing stuff.

next... there is a hot woman, in a yellow dress, with a pretty smile. i intend to talk to her. and proceed to make a mildly embarring fool of myself. MWA HA HA HA HA! i excite me. anyways, far as i can tell, the event starts at 3:30pm in the communitee room at the hesperia branch library! YAY ME! 3:30!

something interesting this way comes! okay, ive been meaning to do this for a while, but thanks in part to my lovely fluffball and part time overtly exitable dog, max gavin... DAMN STRAIGHT! MAX FRIGGIN GAVIN! they have hunter, britta, amelie, baby, and kodi blalock... i get max gavin. i like that name!

"in a world of druggy crime lords, lollypop guilds, and french poodles with no morals... there is only MAX GAVIN, private eye, and excitable fluffball!" CUE THEME SONG "watch with amazement as max gavin pees on a beach ball with eating a cookie, see in amazement the action packed, white knuckle action of him eating a hoagie while things explode for no reason what so ever! and witness the exciting romance between max gavin and the love of his life... a twelve foot long chew toy in the shape of ed helms rapidly disappearing nose hair!"

cue explosions, oohs, ahs, and ews, and suspensfull music.

"MAX GAVIN: PRIVE EYE, CHEW TOY CHEWER, AND EXCITABLE NINJA FLUFFBALL! WHIZZING ON A BEACHBALL FILLED THEATRE NEAR YOU! this film not yet rated, not to be seen by pregnant woman, people with heart problems, dick cheney, or bambi."]

what was i talking about?

well well well. time  for me to be me, tick a few net geeks off, and tell you what the hell ive been doing with my time. i KNOW! its almost as exciting as setting a mime on fire with flaming shots of jello! yee haw. anyways, aside from not doing much of anything worth actually talking about.... screw it, ive been slowly writing maslas revenge, book 2, for something on the termso f forever. with one month before our exchange student leaving, im kinda getting a little weird around the edges.

dont worry. its just a phase. MUA HA HA HA HA!

something like that. i know there are blog stalkers from my myspace days that still follow this thing like a rabid whorehound sniffing for clues. so to them, bless thee kind sires! its been an interesting ride, i havent posted much, not for neverousness of it, but because i became a sensitive douchenugget trying to please everyone. after the fiance left, i said fuck it to almost everything that kept me sane. almost everything. my dreams of course, would not quit me. to be frank, earnest, and steve, i had gotten myself into a rut. i figured, when the time came for it, id just get back to my old self and be like "sweet, im awesome, lets roll!"

lemme tell ya. that plan went to shit quick. while i had my ups and downs for the insanely awesome ride of emotionally tolling self doubt, i was quick to remember one simple fact:

that these things happen for a reason. not very good ones mind you, but reasons none the less. and yes, the whining, bitching, and screaming online sometimes helped when im not in the right frame of mind. thats what happens a lot of the times.

but im better for the most part. my singleness has given me sometime to think about things, and im much better for it. haters gonna hate, but that just means im great.

speaking of which, new parts of custodi della realta heading your way in a day or so, and ive got some other planned stories headed your way. my publicist is planning some author signings somewhere and im thrilled about it. ill try to make these posts more regular, and better edited, as three minutes left on the ol timerooni.

speaking of which, gotta go go go gio!

IM kinda pissed at gravity.