tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57708852009-02-21T00:36:28.382-08:00A Little Perturbed and Slightly EmbarrassedSlightly less annoying than the real thing.Devynnoreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1119952596349165912005-06-28T02:56:00.000-07:002005-06-28T02:56:36.356-07:00Right Here, Right NowSomeone once said, "If we stopped trying so hard not to be miserable, perhaps we'd truly be happy." I'm not sure who said that. Probably somebody famous. The point is, it's true. We, as humans, tend to think about all the mistakes we've made in the past. Things we should have said, things we shouldn't have done, people we should have stabbed with very sharp objects Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1118421556663445012005-06-10T09:31:00.000-07:002005-06-10T09:40:20.590-07:00Worse Than HellThe worst part of T-Shirt Hell is back. Worse Than Hell, a part of the website that makes even the most politically incorrect blush, has been reinstated. Aaron Schwartz, owner of T-Shirt Hell, took Worse Than Hell down over a month ago after being poisoned by some idiot who thought that taking a life was well worth a couple of words.Aaron has now put the majorly offensive Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1118364865749722292005-06-09T17:53:00.000-07:002005-06-09T17:54:25.756-07:00Too Bored to Write Anything but Angsty PoemsI want to curl up inside of myself,Keep pulling until there's nothing left,Like Pavlov's dog salivatingTo the sound of my screamingAs if it were the very thing to keep me alive.All the bodies around meWrithe in their sweatTo the sound of the musicThat keeps them pumping,And forces me to stand very still in the dark.The seed in the back of my mind,Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1117160751241349512005-05-26T19:16:00.000-07:002005-05-26T19:25:59.220-07:00 Robert Smith I wanna be like Robert SmithI wanna be like deadWrite songs about pain and deathAnd sleep with all the coolest chicksI wanna be like Robert SmithI want to write lyricsThat are deep and meaningfulNot the kind of crapThat you're hearing nowThe other day my girlfriend heard youSinging on the radioShe fell in love and now she left meTo rock with the goth crowdShe told me I'm too shallowDevynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1115509949802787722005-05-07T16:33:00.000-07:002005-05-07T17:06:04.153-07:00Buy Me Stuff, DamnitWhy should celebrities get all the cool stuff? They just say the word and people who have less money than they do send stuff to them. Paul McCartney gets flowers, James Marsters gets Pez...Well, I want t-shirts. And I don't think I should have to be a rock star or a vampire to get one.So, here's my wishlist from T-shirt Hell, one of my favorite store sites on the internet.Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1114663350247885842005-04-27T21:32:00.000-07:002005-04-27T21:42:42.006-07:00BeautifulIt's amazing how fucking stupid humanity can be. You don't ever realize how much it surrounds you and flows through you until some random event makes you sit up and say "Now 'ang on a minute!"We go through life kicking others when they're down and judging others by some set of standards that are pounded into our brains from birth. How is it that other-wise wonderfully interesting and Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1114230127875029332005-04-22T21:20:00.000-07:002005-04-22T21:22:07.876-07:00I'm Under Your SpellWell, I have a new link you can visit if you want. It's all about Buffy, so if you don't like it, don't come. If you do. Come here. I'm doing this because a)I said I would and b)I'm lonely and I need someone to talk to.Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1114187509265253332005-04-22T09:21:00.000-07:002005-04-22T09:31:49.266-07:00This is Planet EarthHappy Earth Day.Today is the day that we celebrate the great goddess: Nature. Now whether you believe in multiple deities, One Great Deity, or nothing at all, Nature is one to be revered. Nothing is more powerful, loving, or nurturing. So please, as you would take care of a loving mother, take care of our Earth. Here are a few things you could do today:1. Gather a team or Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1113987049652963452005-04-20T01:48:00.000-07:002005-04-20T01:51:57.823-07:00What the Future HoldsAs a Roman Catholic, I am obliged to mentioned our new Pope, Benedict XVI. There. He's mentioned. Let's hope he doesn't turn out to be a complete bastard.Also, as an avid reader of Scaryduck's website, I feel I am also obligated to type the word cunt. Now, I am one step closer to being mentioned on the list of websites on Google under the word 'cunt'.Make that two steps.Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1113702452157242722005-04-16T18:45:00.000-07:002005-04-16T18:47:32.156-07:00Surrender to the VoidI'm trying to be productive. I got a bit done. I cooked one day. I did an assignment the next. But everytime I start to be productive, something holds me back. Some unseen force has me lie in bed staring up at the ceiling. I don't go to work, I don't eat, I don't watch TV or do homework. I just sit there in bed either sleeping or staring.It's actually starting to scareDevynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1113581331706113132005-04-15T08:55:00.000-07:002005-04-15T09:10:40.940-07:00A Cheap Holiday in Other People's MiseryAnother day, another month, and all I've got is bitching. Oh, life is hard. I have no money. Everyone hates me...blah blah blah.I wanted to spare you people of all that crap so I ended up not posting for some time. I'm sure I lost whatever few readers I had, but for my own sake, I'll keep on writing.A lot of things have happened over the course of the Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1111263951145521932005-03-19T12:23:00.000-08:002005-03-19T12:25:51.146-08:00I'm So TiredEver since I moved back in with my mother...I told you that, right? Anyway, ever since I moved back with my mother, I haven't been able to sleep. I've been eating better and I've definitely been getting more exercise.Instead of sleeping, though, I just stay up watching Buffy or Full Metal Alchemist or reading books. I just don't get tired easily when it's time for me to turn out Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1111018191751197582005-03-16T16:07:00.000-08:002005-03-16T16:09:58.566-08:00Dear, Dear St. PattyTomorrow is St. Patrick's Day. Now what, praytell, do you do about that? Well, if you're Irish, go to church and say a couple of prayers and then get drunk of your arse. If you're not Irish, here's a list of things to do on St. Patrick's Day.Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1109726572800722872005-03-01T17:19:00.000-08:002005-03-01T17:25:09.670-08:00I Would Walk 500 MilesIn addition to cracking down on my schoolwork, I've decided to get my travel on. I'm putting a plan together to tour in my maybe new van or by plane around the U.S. I'm taking suggestions on where to go. Let me know your favorite places to stay around the United States.Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1109632039674376172005-02-28T15:01:00.000-08:002005-02-28T15:07:19.676-08:00Love Is A BattlefieldFor years I have been in a relationship. Scratch that. For years, I have been in relationships. I have been in several since my first year of college and there has been very few times I have not been involved. The miniscule amount of time I was not involved has been spent pining for love (not in the physical sense) or trying to catch someone's fancy. Since then, my Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1109563819040774452005-02-27T20:07:00.000-08:002005-02-27T20:12:57.676-08:00I Love The IrishA Scotsman, an Englishman, and an Irishman are drinking at a pub when 3 flies happen to get the same idea, each landing in a seperate pint. The Scotsman looks down, flicks out the fly, and continues drinking. The Englishman looks at his pint in disgust and orders another one. The Irishman, red with rage, grabs his fly and starts squeezing it, shouting "Spit it out, you bastard, Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1108833002655486412005-02-19T09:07:00.000-08:002005-02-19T09:10:02.656-08:00I'm On a Ride and I Want to Get OffBut they won't slow down the roundabout. Duran Duran is coming tomorrow, and I won't go see them. Due to financial and health reasons. I'll sure miss them when they come to town.Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1108570681371561172005-02-16T08:15:00.000-08:002005-02-16T08:33:48.673-08:00Drain the Pressure From the SwellingIt's nearly five days after the wisom tooth extraction ordeal and I am still in pain. I have hardly had any sleep because the pain in my jaw is too much. I've run out of medicine, but healing seems so far away. Good diet plan, though. I've lost six pounds this weekend alone. That's not healthy, is it?Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1108051578348058672005-02-10T08:04:00.000-08:002005-02-10T08:07:09.406-08:00Apprehensive
I know that it's nothing big, but I'm going to have my teeth pulled Friday. I've never had anything like this done and I've never been put under or had any kind of outside force causing me to go to sleep.
I guess I'm afraid of waking up in the middle an finding out they've cut my jaw open. I know it's unlikely, but because of my resistance to drowsy medication, I'm afraid this Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1106151512815895832005-01-19T08:15:00.000-08:002005-01-19T08:18:32.816-08:00On the Road Again
I've gone back to school now. Once again, I'll be working my butt of trying to get good grades and money from work so I can go to a university. I'll track my progress, but I'm not too sure how often I'll be able to update. I'll try my best to keep it up, though.
Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1105433733270529082005-01-11T00:51:00.000-08:002005-01-11T00:55:33.270-08:00I Walk Alone
It's time I stop looking at all of the things holding me back and start thinking about the things that will bring me foward. It's just that there have been so few things that I think were actually wonderful in my life that I'd hate to give up those and venture into the unknown. What happens if everything just falls apart and those few things I had were sacrificed for naught? WhenDevynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1104647163848446782005-01-01T23:21:00.000-08:002005-01-01T22:26:03.846-08:00Happy 2005!
Happy new year, all! Hope your year is all filled with cool stuff like jam and cookies. I'm sorry, I'm very tired.
I spent this past week in San Antonio watching my niece and nephew. It was a lot of work, but I got enough money for books.
I had a wonderful christmas. I got a new computer, and snow, as you read below. It was a so great.
It wasn't so great for a lot of people, Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1103915842802165432004-12-24T11:12:00.000-08:002004-12-24T11:17:58.126-08:00White Christmas
It's actually snowing here!
Now, to some, that sounds like it's no big deal. But, in Houston, that's a big deal. Last time it snowed I was in the 5th grade. I forgot what it was like.
I'm going to get off my butt now and enjoy the snow. I'll be a little kid again, put on some mittens and running around with my tongue out.
Have a wonderful Christmas, everyone. Remember Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1103346028898048942004-12-17T20:54:00.000-08:002004-12-17T21:00:28.900-08:00Free At Last!
School is over this semester! Thank God! I got a 3.0 GPA this semester. That's freakin' awesome because I've been trying to pass classes, but different circumstances, including depression and lack of motivation have been the reasons I've failed. I've had a lot of problems in the past, but this is the first time I got my act together and look what I accoplished.
I've been very Devynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770885.post-1101824659073647252004-11-30T06:16:00.000-08:002004-11-30T06:24:51.453-08:00The Wheels on the Bus...
So much has happened since the last time I updated. The biggest thing is that I moved. I now have three new roommates. John, Jesse, and Colt. They're all cool guys and a lot of fun to be around. Sure, I might stay up until 6 in the morning playing Halo with them, but it's all in good fun.
I'm a lot happier here. I'm much less stressed and I feel like it's doing Devynnoreply@blogger.com