whistle while you're low.

i love norway.
outside of this...well. i don't really know what to talk about.
and this is perhaps the geekiest thing ever, but i finally changed my myspace page. i changed it to a form that is less complicated. frankly, i decided that it is ridiculous to ever care about something like myspace.

i liked this conversation, and therefore i am posting it.

me: i saw that thanh's thing is next week...the this american life segment
totally stoked
Justin: might be put off
me: really?
Justin: a little bit longer, unsure
me: its on the website
Justin: ira is taking his sweet time
really?
me: ira is a slacker
Justin: hmmm.
me: cause he's got that whole sad girl following
Justin: i'll punch him in the jimmy
me: yeah dude
Justin: sad girls like nerds?
me: oh man...totally
Justin: with nasally voices?
me: just like emo kids like joy division
you know what sucks is that i like ira glass, but those girls with the big frame glasses and the, "i am totally going to be a librarian because i think deeper than you do" attitude just totally ruins it for me
although i still like the show, but those people need to get their head out of their ass and make me my damn cappuccino
on time
and stop getting on facebook every freaking minute
the end
Justin: lol
"make me my damn cappucino"
classic
me: god. the worst was that i went into flying m for the first time in awhile, and that was the whole demographic there
Justin: oh yeah.
it's been like that for a while.
me: "oh...i'd talk to you, but you wouldn't understand me. i'm a thespian...oh woe is me"
"if only you bought your clothes at banana republic and lied about it, we could be friends"
hahaha
Justin: We should start hanging out there, but dressed like clowns
juggling, yo-yos
jokes
jump rope
me: YES
Justin: prat falls
general hilarity
offer to paint the emo kids faces
turn their frowns upside down.
then tell dead baby jokes
we will show them that we are darker than they could ever dream of being
in fact i can't imagine anything worse than a full blown clown telling dead baby jokes.
http://www.ottentas.theblog.com.br/dead_clown.jpg
http://photos.jpgmag.com/25003_1674_5183c9d813_l.jpg
http://photos.ivillage.com/images/photos/resize/gurl_Costumes_1159748641544_151767D.jpg
i like that one.
that's doable
me: HAHA
that is the best series of pictures i have ever seen
and if a clown told me dead baby jokes, i would assume that meant that it was a government conspiracy

and now for some general randomness...

i just got this weird message on jango, and i have no idea what it really says (although i am highly intrigued:

Comment ça va.

A partir de aujourd'hui on va essayé de etre 100 % avec Dieu.

Par calendrie orthodox commence la grande renaissance.

How that is.

From today one goes tried to be 100% with God.

With calendrie orthodox begins the great rebirth.

YOU TELL ME WHAT THIS MEANS!! NOW!!

other randomness...
i went to chapala's for lunch today (and i only go there to listen to people's converstions these days)...and heard a conversation that was actually really adorable. this one man was from somewhere, not sure exactly where based on the accent. either way it consisted like this.
man with accent: have you played you're it?
other dude: huh?
man with accent: you know, game where you go, "hey! you are it!" am i getting old for you, no? do you know what i talk about?
other dude: you mean tag?
man with accent: what is tag?
other dude: in america, the game you are referring to is called tag. you would gently hit someone and yell, "tag! you're it!"
man with accent: oh! we call it you're it! my kids love that game!

freaking cute.
man with accent: