As i sit here waiting for that lunar eclipse thing

that hasn't happened since the 1500's

i was so bored to tears..

that i decided i should revisit

my abandoned Deep Dark Pit of thought.

As i curse Brian Williams to giving me

the wrong time of 3:00 when it's suppose to happen..

and Mac to smart assing me that we live in colorado..

and that brian williams is "chilling in NYC" and that we are two hours

behind.... so it happeneds around midnight here...

wow.. good job dark goddess of thought.. bravoo.. bravoo.

So... now im watching Jay Leno do his little Head Lines segmant..as i

enjoy a nice spiced latte.. and touch up my purple wicken brand lipstick..

Well i'm not actually doing that.. im drinking a glass of water.. and putting my

hair in a pony tail..

ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

im soooooooooooooooo

BORRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDD

and my partner in crime is probably sleeping at home

having no clue about this lunar eclipse and has no want to see itt

gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

well i still love you bestfriend!

i think i'm going to google brian williams...

Yeah.. that's how i got that picture...

Have you ever noticed how off brian williams face is with his head?

Yeahh.. its a tid bit.

Soooo okay...

Im gonna go now...

Entry No. 13

I woke up this morning in a cold sweat

i look up at my calendar hanging on the wall

the date read 13...

friday the 13th

i gasp in fear

i jump out of bed and into my closet

my breathing starts to slow down and i peak out the closet doors

so far so good i whisper outloud

i take a step out into the open and look around me

nothing but morning sunlight and my Criss Angel Mindfreak soundtrack cd

playing from my boombox

i sit down to think

thank goodness for Criss Angel and his crazy mindfreaks

to guide me through my sorrow and in time of need

on...

friday the 13th.

Entry No. 10

Ode To Chumlee

My friend...

I was honored to meet you.

Your glorious rolls complimented your greasy hair.

I vow that I mean such things in the most sincere ways.

For your name is written by my heart.

And your memory rests in my brain.

I know that I will probably never meet you again...

but forever in my dreams you will be.

Entry No. 9

As i sit in my nook

i gaze upon my television screen

as i kill people with machine rifle

their screams fill the silent air

boom....

booommmm

pow!

dead

K.O

game over

restart?

i must..

but i can't...

powering down

Entry No. 8

As i enter my dreadful house on a warm summer's day
i encounter something
so different
so questioning
so mysterious
i gaze into her eyes and shyly look the other way
i wonder in deep silence
why is my mother making spaghetti?

Entry No. 7

I am leaving.

On a journey across the country.

To california...

to find a meaning.

It feels as though I will never be returning,

until I look at my mother and ask...

When will we return?

In nine days dear child.

I shall be returning,

to this life I love.

...in nine days.

until then...

paradise take me in!

Entry No.6

She's leaving me.

My dearest friend, she leaves me in the dawn of a new day.

She looks at me, and says

my parents will be here in an hour

I smile and say okay,

But inside I cry.

I shall miss her.