Where are we Running?

Where are we running?
We need some time to clear our heads.
Where are we running?
Keep on workin 'til we're dead.
Where are we running?
Ooh wee ooh wee ooh.
Where are we running now? - Where are we running, by Lenny Kravitz.

Well said, Lenny. "Ooh wee ooh wee ooh" indeed. Indeed.

--Jam

Competitive Television to Sleep

Afternoon!

Isn't it GORGEOUS outside? I'm so happy that winter is finally leaving, spring and summer can finally make appearances, and I can start to work out again to be all fit-like for summer (you know you want it)! Yay fun! I watched American Idol and the Amazing Race last night and I have some hopefuls and some predictions for all my li'l competition shows:

On American Idol, Carrie and Vonzell are basically the two best singers, with Nikko and maybe Anwar not far behind. I love both girls to death, but I believe that Carrie will win hands down. Nadia will be the next to go, Anthony should be the next to go.

On the Amazing Race, my favourites by far are Meredith and Gretchen, with Uchenna and Joyce in second. Although I want the old couple to win, I think the brothers Brian and Greg will be victorious. Lynn and Alex will be eliminated next.

On Survivor, most of my favourites (Jeff, Angie) have been voted out already, but others remain (Stephanie, Bobby Jon, Gregg) so I'm rooting for them. I think that Janu will win the million dollars, but I hope that Stephanie does. Caryn will be voted out next.

On the Apprentice, first of all I have to say I'm SO happy that Erin was fired (stupid horlicks - that one's for you Heidi!). Tana should and will win, which makes me so happy! Kendra will be the next to go.

I love my reality TV so much, and I'm also looking forward to Desperate Housewives on Sunday, and Lost tonight! I didn't realize I watched so much TV till recently! I think I may have a nap though. This Jam is beat.

--Beat Jam (actually, don't beat me)

My heroes of the day: Carrie Underwood for singing the best rendition of Alone I've ever heard, Heather for being the best Friends date ever, and Dustin for reminding me how funny Nancy Kerrigan is!

Dying of Mystery

So BLAAA,

I feel so weird. I don't know if I'm sick or what, but my head feels really weird.. almost heavy. Yay for me! Blockhead! Woooo!

So I'm missing some class today because my crazy blockhead disease is making me so dozy, and I slept through my first one. I'm soooo sorry to Heidi because I'm being such a slacker these days and she's been going to Philosophy in the mornings for the past three classes and I'm a horrible lazy bum. I'll buy you a pretty something Heidi, you wait!

Well, I'm gonna curl up in bed and read for a while. Was gonna go out tonight, but I doubt that'll happen, since I'm such a blockhead.

--Big Head Jam

Runaway Home

So Much To Easter, So Little Bunny

Happy Monday back, people!

So my life has offically turned into a reality show. I was talking with my friends Brian and Mike about my crazy-ass Easter dinner with my fam, and they said it sounds like the pilot episode of a sitcom. I'm going to go a step further and say I'm on a reality show now. Let's check out the first two episodes, shall we?

Episode One: Early Mornings and the Easter KFC

Friday morning, 8am, the phone rings. Since I've only been in bed for like three hours, I drag myself out of bed to grab the phone, and my mom says on the other end that she's leaving now to come get me to come home for the weekend. Wait a minute, she was supposed to be coming around noon. Nope, she's leaving at 8am and then she hangs up. Wonderful. So I jump into the shower and sit there with the water hitting me for I'd say 20 minutes, attempting to wake up. I think I may have fallen asleep at some point.. oh well. I injure myself on the way out of the shower and bang my ahead against the towel rack (I'm a champ) and I trip on the router cord on the way into my room (I'm still a champ). I then scramble to get everything packed and I'm ready five minutes before scheduled arrival time. However, almost an entire hour goes by from that time and no mommy. She finally arrives, doesn't apologize, and when I bring it up, she says to me, "Well I see you're glad to see me." Oh boy, this'll be a good weekend! Let's buy bells and attach them to our shoes!

I get to the house and my dozey step-dad Jeff tells my crazy mother that she bought the wrong turkey, that it's not stuffed and won't be ready in time for the Easter dinner. "I bought the right one," she says, and proceeds to stomp to the turkey to find out why Jeff thinks she bought the wrong one. After seeing it is a big super frozen bird, rather than a butterball, she proceeds to reem at Jeff and even me for buying the wrong turkey. "Why would you let me buy this turkey?" How the hell was I supposed to know that you were buying the wrong turkey from 100km away? Then she starts to panic. Nana and Uncle are coming over in three hours to eat, what is she going to do? KFC! Of course! So we had a big festive dinner of squash, veggies, cranberry sauce, and a big bucket of greasy chicken product. Since I don't eat KFC, and was practically asleep as it was, while they gorged themselves, I fell asleep on the couch. Happy Easter!

Episode Two: The Lawrences and the Lick

In mid afternoon on Saturday, I decide that since I can't get a hold of Lindsay, one of my bestest friends, I'll walk down the street to her house and see if anyone's around. Enter Sharon Lawrence to the show. A woman of about 50, she is the epitomy of soccer mom. Involved in the community, very energetic, very faux-philosophical, very Sharon. So she's unloading some stuff from the van and says that Lindsay is on her way in another vehicle, so I'll help her unload some stuff in the meantime. After about ten minutes of inane chatter with this lovely woman, I decide to go home and wait for her to call me. She finally calls and I'm invited for dinner. Enter Don Lawrence. Don and Sharon love to hear about school and everything else, and continue to ask if I'm getting married in the near future (I think they, like my mom, hope that Lindsay and I will get married. Sorry guys, Lindsay's missing equipment and testosterone). So as I eat my pasta, I need to talk about class and friends, etc. Riveting conversation, I'm sure, but we wash the dishes (yes, I was other peoples' dishes.. fun times) and leave for ice cream.

After a huge mound of peanut butter ice cream, Lindsay drops me off at Heather's to pre-drink before the Pour House. A bunch of her friends come over, including her boyfriend Duncan, my roommate Natalie, and her hot friend Curtis. After chugging three Smirnoff Ice, we head out to the best damn club this side of Paris, Ontario! I end up having about 7 drinks in total (so this story may be altered to my perception of the night), and had a wicked dance off with Heather's friend Danielle, who I know love. I won, of course. The highlight of the evening was the lick. The lick occured when I was looking at Curtis and said to Danielle, "He's really hot!" She says, "you should tell him". I'm not going to tell a straight guy that he's hot. So I licked him instead! I told everyone around him first, and then I just licked his cheek and ran away! Why, I'm not sure. Would I do it again, hell yeah! Following that, I got sick in the bathroom, on the way home, and at home. Good times!

So that's my show. Hope you liked it! I'll keep posting episodes as they happen, but don't expect one soon. My life is dull.

--Reality Jam

Stay Tuned..

..the update on Easter is coming.


Caution: it may include a rant.

--Jam the Bunny

Stress Safari

Hello all my wonderful bunnies!

So I know what you guys want for Easter. You want to go on safari and track down the stress creatures that will be haunting you this Easter, right? I knew it. Let's go!

The Family Stresses
The biggest and baddest of all stresses, this primarily skin coloured stress makes very annoying noises. It attacks its prey using guilt and ignorance, and expects you to reassure it and take care of it in its old age. The family stresses feed on anything from small children to young adults, or even each other. The elders normally will fight for a reigning place as the head of the family, when really the younger generation is the most knowledgable and competant in doing so.

The Essay Stresses
The most intricate of all stresses, these blend in well with zebras as they are primarily black and white; occasionally they have red markings from collision with professor stresses. The essay stresses live in the deepest regions of text books, and are normally hard to find or make visible. They can travel alone, but normally travel in groups, called screams or freak-outs. Essays have distinct features, such as theses or conclusions, but the midsection is very blurry, often disliked by professor stresses. Unlike other hibernating creatures, the essay stresses hibernate in the summer rather than the winter.

The Money Stresses
As the most overlooked stresses, the money stresses are many different colours; the smaller money stresses are blue, purple, or green, while the larger, more powerful are red and brown. They appear in early fall and hibernate until Christmas, but continue to be bothersome for those months through annoying snores called bills. During the Christmas and Spring seasons, the money stresses roar and pain those around them. They can easily be trapped in debit cages, but slowly leak out, as they are made of many different parts. Money stresses are technically infinite, but are dificult to find and trap, especially during a student's university career.

During my trip home to the Brantford Savannah, I'm sure I will bump into all three of these stresses, and possibly others. Easter has always been one of my least favourite holidays, and I'm sure this weekend will be no exception. I remember talking to Meaghan and Brittany last year about this, but alas, this year Meaghan is on campus and I'm not, and Brit has fallen off the Earth. Hopefully I'll just get so plastered that I won't know what's going on, and it'll all be a blissful blur.

Happy Easter.

--Safari Jam

Listen to: Alone by Heart

Taunted

Afternoonies,

So I had another dream about my crazy-ass jerk-of-a-father last night. I have about one a week, and they go something like this:

-he shows up
-he does something rude
-I stand up to him
-he hits me

Last night was no exception to any of those key points (Are you taking notes? This will be on the final.). I'm so sick and tired of having recurring nightmares because of something he did. He did this to me, and I'm not going to take it for much longer.

I haven't talked to him outside a family function saying one sentence in almost ten months. They have been a great ten months. But it's time for this to progress. I've decided I'm going to have a chat with him, probably in the summer, and I'm going to get him to sign something stating he doesn't have to give me child support anymore. I think the fact my sub/unconscious is obsessing over this is because I feel like I owe him something. But for the time being, if I get a part-time job next year, I won't need his money. I feel bad for taking it already, and it's time for it to end.

When I tell him to stop giving me money, he'll have a big freak out, saying that I'm his son, bla bla bla, support yadda yadda. I'll reply with no, maybe some tears for effect (that will definitely be on the final, put an asterisk), and I can't wait to tell him off lol. I understand some of you are sitting there saying that I should make amends, because I've gotten that before. But picture having an abusive, taunting figure in your life that you couldn't rid yourself of, and now you finally can. Wouldn't you do anything in your minute power to get rid of it? I think you would.

So yeah, I have a small little plan on how to remove this burden, and it satisfies me more than it should. If it doesn't work I'll just hire a kitty assassin:


Awww.

You now have thirty minutes to complete the final. Go!

Haha.. suckers.

--Jam with the Plan

My hero of the day: Heather, for showing me THE funniest episode of Friends EVER! "The One Where They Find Out" was so awesome! "I'm excited that we're going to have all the sex"

March 22

Morning People of the World,

So March 22nd stands out in my mind as a day I was anticipating at some point in my life. I think it was the day I had my huge math competition in grade eight. I was so excited to write it because I scored in the top 2% of all of Brantford in the preliminaries, so I felt confident but excited to go write the next test. I did come in third, and I won a little medallion, so maybe that's why the date sticks out in my head.

But don't you feel that from time to time? Feel like a day means something, or should mean something, or did mean something? It's so baffling and shows you how important things really are. This math competition, even though I was very excited and anticipating it, it isn't that important in the long run, as I don't even know what my score was or who came in first and second.

Time goes by so quickly and it boggles my mind that some people would live it in certain ways. I feel I live my life in an efficient manner, trying to experience all different things at any chance I have, and I still have a lot to go. But how can you sleep at night or be satisfied with yourself if you're just living, but not living through experience. What's the point in living? Are you actually living?

My religious opinions are starting to form through all my philosophical education, as well as my own beliefs, and they are this as of right now: The higher being, which may or may not be Christian God, is testing us. Life is this test, and he evaluates based on whether we live life to our fullest. It is not based on heaven and hell factors like homosexuality, bigotry, or "evil" versus "good" factors; it is based upon whether you are a good person in your sense, and you don't waste your life. If you do waste your life, you have to live another one, whereas if you live life in the way that you were meant to, and you get a perfect score on your test, you go to whatever it is that is beyond life: heaven, world of forms, world of universals, whatever.

So yeah, I'm going to make sure I ace my test. I don't want to have to live another life after this one if I can have cherubs feeding me grapes in a fountain of champagne (that's my heaven.. except by cherub I mean hot naked Seann William Scott.. and by grapes I mean grapes).

--Jam of Experience

Listen to: Can't Stop Me by The Rasmus

Dread

Afternoon, you silly willies.

So what am I dreading you may ask? Well how about we make a little essay about it, shall we? Because you do realize that essays are the most fun things EVER.

So.. actually, no. I'm not making an essay. I don't care about you enough to put myself through that.

Aaaanyways, now that that is out of the way, what I am dreading. First of all, I'm dreading the amount of work I have to do this week. I have to read two novels, as well as a bunch of philosophy of religions that I've been slacking on. That exam is first, so I have to make sure I'm on top of the material.

In relation to this, I am also dreading exams. I didn't do very well in my last exam period, so I have to do f*ckin amazingly in the upcoming weeks. I only have three exams, but I'm super nervous about them. I need to do well, or I'll just jump of the roof (with a fast-acting, super-dynamic parachute of course.. I'd need to do something interesting after failing my exams).

I'm dreading this coming weekend with my family. Easter is one of my least favourite holidays, if not the least favourite holiday. My mom stopped celebrating it, chocolate-wise, when I was about eight. Yay mom! Gooo boring! So now when I celebrate Easter, I'm celebrating family, which in my case, is nothing to celebrate. I wouldn't go home at all to be honest, but my uncle the accounting major-who-works-at-a-factory-instead-of-doing-anything-
with-his-life-that-is-worthwhile is going to help me do my exceedingly complex taxes after Easter dinner, so I have to go. Happy Happy Joy Joy!

I'm dreading the fact that I just quoted Ren, and may do it again.

I'm dreading writing my english essay that's worth 8000% (by 8000, I mean 30.. or so). I'm so nervous that I'm going to screw it up and it's going to be such a demoralizing experience, which may happen. I'm going to the library on Wednesday to work on it almost all day, so hopefully it gets done, and done well. I get an extension because the professor failed to mark my proposal on time, so I get a couple extra days. I was going to be a good little boy and write her back, stating "I don't need the extra days, it's okay," but frankly, I need the extra days.

I dread that I use sayings like "frankly". Who is this Frank anyways, and am I really Frank-ly? Is there James-ly? You don't say "but jamesly, I need the extra days" now do you? No, I think not.

I dread talking to certain people who are too opinionated for their own good. I dread the ignorance in people is going to drive me to live in Zimbabwe deworming orhpans in order to escape the ignorant idiots that exist.

I dread that I'm going to run out of gel and I will have to exit the house at some point gelless to buy more gel. *shiver* What a horrible day that would be.

I dread a lot of other things too, but this post is long enough, and I dread it will never end.

Go try Hapland! I found it on albinoblacksheep.com and it's a puzzle that is so tricky! Yep, SO TRICKY! It took me about an hour to figure out how to beat it, but I did. Once you're in the game, click the question mark at the bottom in order to find out exactly what you're trying to do. Remember that timing is everything, and know what you can click, and what everything does. You can do it! Post a comment on here if you manage to beat it!


Click above to play! ..click iiiit.

--Jam the Dreader

(Is dreader a word? One who dreads.. hmm who knows.)

Just Thoughts

Evenin'.

I'm going for dance in the fall. Soooo crazy excited! I'm gonna do Irish and Jazz and Heidi's gonna do it too! Yaaay!

Also doing Senate in the fall. Kinda nervous and confused about that, but it's going to be such a good experience, and I'm going to learn so much.

Too many people die. It seems like a bunch of people close but not close enough to me to affect me have died recently. It's depressing, and I don't like it.

I want a Smirnoff Ice.

My neck is itchy. I guess I used too much, or not enough, shaving cream.

Is 27 too old?

I forgot Natalie lived here. ATTENTION: She's actually home at this very minute!

Easter's coming soon. I don't want to go home, but I have to, in order to get my taxes done. Ew, fam. Ew.

I got a Smirnoff Ice. Triple Black though.

I don't think 27 is too old.

Exams are in three weeks. *dies*

Oh well, I died. Guess that's the end!

--Random Jam

Jam the Vampire Slayer

I knew it!

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I scored as a Buffy Summers!

You are a very strong individual. You do, however, have some trouble admitting how you truely feel. You've experienced a lot during your life, but you more than manage. Always willing to help, you're a great friend.



Buffy Summers
79%

Xander Harris
67%

Spike
67%

Anya
50%

Rupert Giles
50%

Willow Rosenberg
46%

Tara Maclay
42%

Dawn Summers
33%

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Try it for yourself!

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I knew I was the amazing sexy hero, who battles evil at all costs! I'm a leader, I'm strong, and I look super good in tight pants.

--Slayer Jam

Love is a Dancefloor

Afternoon ya'll!

Love
First and most important thing to announce, I am officially a student senator for the next two years at Brock University! I'm so crazy excited that I'm finally on my way to making my place at Brock in student government and helping the school in any way I can. I've only had one jerk be pessimistic about the entire experience, and he's just jealous. So otherwise everyone has been so great and I love you all for being so supportive (Marla, Natalie, Heidi, Dustin, Heidi, and anyone else - you all rock!).

Is
I is great.

A
Just an "a".

Dancefloor
I went and saw Natalie's dance show today and it was so amazing! She choreographed one of the dances which was very good, and she was in some others which were, with lack of a more enthusiastic word, incredible. The Cell Block Tango rendition was so amazing, and the other dances were just so cool! I can't believe people can be so in synch and enthusiastic about dance! I've decided that I'm going to do Irish and Jazz next year, and maybe Tap. I love dancing around, and it would be great to actually have some skill lol. So yay for me and Heidi (she's doing it too!)!

"Love is a Dancefloor" by the way is a great song by Endorphin and you should download it! Yaaay!

So yeah, things are looking up, and I'm in such a great mood!

--Jam the MAN

Realization at 2 a.m.

I only posted four times in all of July '04.

People posted more back then.

Odd.

--Jam

Follow the Party Star

Good afternoon all you beautiful people!

So I went over to Mike's last night, had a nice time playing some GameCube games that I don't play very often.

We started off playing some Smash Brothers, which I think Mike needs to brush up on. Although, I do think he played very well for his first time!

We then played what seemed like a million rounds of Mario Party 4, which by the way is SO FUN! I let him win a round though. I didn't wanna bruise his ego or something!


This is booksquirm, THE best minigame ever!

Anywho, today I have a lot of election stuff to work on. Should be fun times!

--Party Jam

Holy Wow Barf

Morniiing,

So I have class in like 50 mins and I feel so sick to my stomach that I don't want to go. But I can't miss it, because I need to pass around my nomination form for Student Senate. Good god.

I'm so annoyed with this whole election process right now that I feel like just sleeping until June so I never have to think about it again.

Went out last night with Craig and talked about boys and stuff, and I think the eggs there are what made me sick. Damn you, Perkins! Damn yooooou!

--Sick Jam

Speeches lead to Early Nights with Loud Roommates

Gooood mornin'!

Speeches
So I've been giving short speeches on BUSAC in classrooms trying so hard to get my signatures for my General Studies position on BUSAC. It's harder than it sounds. I have to get twenty undeclared majors to sign my form, which is possibly the most trying ordeal I've ever experienced. Undeclared majors seem very spread out, and I'm getting anywhere from one to five students per class, and now have a total of eight after three speeches. I'm going to four more today, and more Thursday if needed. If you're undeclared and go to Brock, get your butt over here!

Early Nights
My long day, including classes and speeches, after a couple long nights led to my demise to the Sandman just after 8pm. Heidi and I were practically delerious the entire evening, and it felt so good to go to bed early and leave everything on hold for a night. I even fell asleep with my light on when I laid down on my bed. LOL way to go team!

Loud Roommates
Nat had her friend Will over just before I went to bed last night and they were shocked that I was going to bed so early. So after I had fallen asleep through their constant talking in the next room (I love that they didn't go downstairs, that was fun), I hear Nat yell something as she goes by my room about how I'm still awake or something. Like, why would someone do that? Gee, I apologize for leaving my light on, I really do, but if I said I'm going to bed, get a grip and shut up. Maybe this morning I should go shouting in the hallway that Natalie's not actually asleep. Would that be a good idea or a bad idea? Is that considerate or inconsiderate? Hmm.. seems like a no-brainer, but so did yelling last night after I went to bed.

Anyways, I have a speech at 10, 1, 4, and 7, so I'm gonna get dressed and get this crazy day started!

--Jam

Sleep = A Good Time!

I'm going to bed and I'm SO excited! I feel like a delerious rabbit.

Yay sleep!

--Sleepy Rabbit Jam

Top Dawg

Hi Hi!

So it's early Monday morning and I'm sooo exhausted, but the day will be accomplished nevertheless (if I day can be accomplished.. whatever)! I'm off to get applications for Senate and BUSAC this morning, so that should be fun!

But in the meantime, since I'm in my boy-dreamy-about phase, I'm doing a post dedicated to one of the men who I think are most attractive on the planet. Some of you may think I'm weird, but some of you will completely agree (you damn well better). If you know Stifler from the American series, then you know who I'm talking about. Since I don't know much about him except that he's gorgeous, I'm just gonna post some pics and sigh (lol).

Seann William Scott





Yeah that's it for today lol.

--Jam the Fan

Crazy Boy Crazy

Hey Peeps,

So lately I've been going incredibly guy crazy! I keep seeing hot men and drooling over them, so I think it shows that I'm kind of going through a dry spell lately.

There was this one guy in front of the barbershop in the Pen Centre about a week ago. I was sitting at Subway and stuffing my face and the guy was just like checking me out. I mean I looked awful because I was chowing down on a sub and I had been walking around the mall for hours, but he continued to steal glances and stuff. So he did this (while I was also checking him out) for about 20 minutes, and finally his friends showed up and left. So what should I have done? Should I have dropped my number in front of him or something? I dunno.

That's only one instance, and I won't bore you with the rest. Except there's this hot guy that I think is gay that works at HMV... but who knows.

ANYWAYS, I need a man. Bring me one.

Thanks! I'd like him in white, with brown hair, please.


Something like this would be fantastic.

--Crazy Boy Jam

The Beginning of my Rapture

Hey Suga,

So I've been really busy these last couple days with a number of things.

First of all, as I posted in a frenzy the other day, Summers Castle is producing a music video! I'm sooo excited, as I'm directing it! I haven't directed a video in over two years and this will be just as good if not better to add to my collection! We're doing the song Rapture by Iio, an upbeat dance song about swooning over another person. The concept is that each person in the house is chasing after another in a "love septagon", where no one loves in return. It's going to be a continuous shot video, where the camera floats through the house, and the lyrics of the song go from one person to the next. It's going to be soooo awesome and I'm CRAZY excited!

Secondly, I've decided to run for a few positions at school. I used to love being involved at PJ, but now I just kinda do my classes and sit around. Frankly, I need to get back into the swing of things and get myself known as a person who is a leader and who can accomplish things around school, which is what I'm going to do. I'm running for Brock Senate, which covers all academic proceedings, as well as a position on BUSAC, which is like highschool student council on a bigger scale. Nomination forms come out on Monday, so I'm going to be busy getting all my signatures next week.

Finally, a not-as-important topic, I'm playing a new game that Heidi got me hooked on called Phantom Brave. Interesting concept, crappy storyline, but still uber fun. You can wield your friends as weapons! Like come on, a game where you can do that HAS to be good! Right? Right.

Aaanywho, if you haven't heard Rapture by Iio, you need to listen to it. It's a great song by a virtually unknown artist. I get the lines:

"I'm mesmerized in every way
You keep me in a state of daze
Your kisses make my skin feel weak
Always melting in your heat
Lift our souls like a bird in the wind
Oh I glide as I'm flying through heaven"

Yaaaay! Aaaand I get to chase after the lovely Heather. Rowwwr!

--Jam

Word of the day: Rapture: Ecstacy.

Music Videos and the Summers Crew

I'm going to bed, but I just had to mention that the roomies and I are making a music video!!! YAAAY! lol it's gonna be so fun! I'll post more info later, but for now you can download the song "Rapture" by Iio and listen to what will soon be a fun student video!

--Jam in a Music Video

Music Videos and the Elderly

Morning world!

Athena, Heidi, and I were talking and we decided that when we're old people we're going to be in a music video.

What? It could happen.

If you think this is weird, you obviously haven't watched the music video Oh My Gosh from a previous post of mine (shame on you.. jerk). Go watch it! Even if you have before, go watch it again! I'm so obsessed with it that I was humming it when I woke up this morning!

Anyways back to us. We decided that at least one of us will have some sort of connection and we're going to put together a hilarious old-person video just like Basement Jaxx did! Oh my gosh, it will be great! Canes, walkers, and wool to be seen from everywhere, and everyone will be dancing to whatever shuffle-boogie we come up with!

Old people unite!.. in 50 years.

--Jam in a Music Video

Word of the Day: Oh My Gosh: To be yelled in an instance of fright or surprise. Not to be used as one word.

The Combination Dream

Mornin'.

So I had a crazy-ass dream last night. First of all, Ashley C, Meaghan C, Mike P, and I were in a video game. It started off as a generic video game, but ended up being Disgaea, which I'm in the middle of. Anyways, we were fighing some monster and instead of using poison or paralysis or anything normal, he used like old age or something, so we all turned old! This made it so we couldn't move very far, and our weapons turned into canes.. and jazz like that.

So I'm trying to fight, when I spill my tea all over myself! And it starts like seeping into the ground and it created the grid (which is in the game anyways), and everyone was so mad at me! So then we were still trying to fight, but we weren't staying in the squares, so the monsters couldn't hit us. But then they called it cheating so I guess we stopped lol.

*shrug* That's about it. A combination of Disgaea, Oh My Gosh, and not eating before bed.

--Dreamy Jam

Oh My Gosh!

Click above for the new Basement Jaxx video. It is the best music video you will ever see, and yes, it is as funny as that looks.

--Basement Jamm

The American Americana Awards of America

Evenin, my wondrous readers!

So I'm visiting Leanne dis weekend. I always enjoy coming here and relaxing, laying with Romeo the pervert cat, and playing games. We played Beyond Balderdash last night, which was a riot as usual. What does the AAAA stand for? According to me, The American Americana Awards of America (oh come on, it's believable!). Lisa thought that Splanonic was 'an Eastern European dish containing roasted pork' (I mean, what else could it be). If you haven't played the game, you should. You'll have a realization that you really don't know all that much.

Today we're going to see Constantine and I might go to Embassy.. but that's up in the air. I'm not sure if I wanna go to Fem, because I don't normally have that much fun there. A guy I talk to online is going and I wouldn't mind meeting him, but then again, if we don't hit it off, then I'm at Embassy lol. We'll see.

Not much else to say. I'm kinda sleepy so maybe I'll have a nap since Leanne had to run out for a little bit.

Good night, cruel world.

--Jammy

Stuck in the Bowl

Ola,

So I'm sitting here in the fishbowl once again. I came to the school to get some information from BUSU, but the receptionist is on break. So I have to come back in "about fifteen minutes".

The info is cause I decided to run for Student Senate, but I really don't know all of what they do (yay involvement). I don't even know if it's appointed or if it's an election or what, but I guess I'll find out. A girl who is on the Senate and was just elected to BUSU is going to help me out, so that's a bonus. I only know her because when I went in the last time, me being the loudmouth that I am, I talked to whoever wanted to tell me about it. Yay!

Anywho, I only have six minutes left of my fifteen, so maybe I'll make my way back up there.

Adois!

--Senate Jam in the Fishbowl

Heterophobic

Howdy,

So I found myself chatting in gay.com today. I hadn't been in there in months, but I decided I might as well.

While avoiding jabs from my ex and scanning the list of tired OLD men, I noticed a conversation brewing about the fact that someone doesn't like straight people in Embassy, a gay club. He said that straight people cause fights, they want to take over the club and make it a straight one, etc etc.

So I decide to jump in, because this is ridiculous. I try to be rational, but quickly I realize that I have hardly have any backup! Everyone was agreeing with him, that straight people are bad and that they don't belong in a gay club. One person even said bad things would happen to gay people if they went to straight clubs.

I was so blown away by all this that I stopped chatting altogether. How can an entire group of people believe that another, much larger group can be bad? It has come to my attention that a lot of gay men are very heterophobic, which is something I didn't believe could exist. I believed gay people would be open minded especially about generalizations based on sexuality, and would be able to figure that they were incorrect. Apparantly I was wrong.

I think it's simply a lack of education and a hatred for those who ostracize gay individuals. However, anyone, gay or straight, needs to judge others on an individual basis; to do otherwise is ludacrious, and the way stereotypes are born.

Before you generalize a group of people, try to determine whether every individual is like that. If they're not, you're dumb and ignorant for thinking it. So don't, or I'll send some straight people to beat you up and cause a ruckus.

--Jam
Dedicated to fight ignorance since 1984.

The Too Nice Factor

Afternoon.

I just wanted to post something about inner strength and how some treat others.

When I was younger, I had lots of friends. I was a nice person who always did things for others. Even if it meant defying what I wanted to do, I would sacrifice for others, which in turn seemed to make me happy.

Over time, I've come to the realization that I could not live my life in that manner. There is a point where you need to think of yourself over others, because in the end, you're the only one who will look out for you over anyone else. Although I do things for others (I'm not a total bastard), I do things for myself as well. It takes a very strong person to be able to help others all the time, but I believe it's an even stronger one who can stand up and say what they feel, not what they are expected to feel.

A friend of mine is feeling inadequate and needs a boost. I have a feeling that if this friend stopped and thought about his/her own life, voiced opinions, and changed certain things about the way he/she acts, this person may feel a whole lot better. I'm not condemning the way of life he/she is living, but I'm not condoning it.

So if you read this and think it's you, don't think of it as an attack, but as a helping hand. We all need them sometimes.

I think Oprah would agree. :)

--Profound Jam

Triple Ex

Hi Folks!

So last night I was chatting on MSN before bed and I was talking to three people. I realized after about five minutes that they are all people I've gone out with, and that was freaky! I mean I've only got about four people I could call an ex, so for three of them to just pop up and start chatting was reeeeally odd. No wonder I don't chat on MSN very often anymore.

Today I'm gonna do three and a half gallons of work, and go to four hours of class. Not too shabby. I wanna get 1984 read by tomorrow afternoon so I can write my proposal for my essay on it, but somehow I don't think that will happen. I'm doing a presentation on Thursday on "Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema", which is the most absurd thing I have ever read. Some feminist is talking about how women have a fear of men because of a fear of castration due to their lack of a penis, bla bla bla... I can't believe I have to present on a feminist argument, as I am one of the most anti-feminists around. Bah.

Well I think I'll get dressed and go do some more reading. Ciao everyone!

--Jam

On a side note, I have no idea who the person is who commented on the word of the day Ameliorate, and I don't know if you're trying to be clever or what, but I have the correct definition. If you were joking about Amelia, then it wasn't very funny lol sorry.