So this weekend I've been basically over at Roberts, tonight’s the second night I'll be here. I have a question, has anyone ever actually thought intently about saucepans? God knows I have recently. Serious. Saucepans, such an achievement, but no one notices them. They can hold stuff, solids, liquids, gooey stuff, and pretty much anything else. For example: Ground up Jeep Tires. Durable, yet rubbery. Can you hold a basting turkey in it? Over a stove? I THINK NOT! So apparently, the saucepan should be the new wheel for Jeep. SHWEET! Giraffes. WTF. What would continuously evolve into a giraffe. NOTHING. Bottom line. There’s no purpose. Wow, you can eat those leaves off that tree. Interesting. I can eat the leaves off this 3 foot tall bush, and I don't need that stupid ass 13 foot long spotted neck, jackass. Another thing, how come we haven't tamed them? Is it just me, or wouldn't EVERYONE rather ride a giraffe than a horse? I just don't know what to believe anymore. The democracy is failing us if we don't have ride able giraffes. Squirrels. OMFG squirrels. Why? What do they contribute? Nothing eats them. You cant hunt them. Unless you have a God damn pencil spear. They don’t save a plant. Then don’t have some symbiotic relationship with some almost extinct animal. The tail. What the fuck is with the tail. Dear God, why? The only thing even close to serving as payment for their existence is that one squirrel on water skis, bravo. Now on to the things I’m scared of. I’m scared of: 1.Umpa Lumpas-What needs to be Orange with green hair, and 3 feet tall? Nothing, that’s what. 2.Music boxes-In every scary movie worth mentioning, there’s a fucking music box. "Why?" might you ask. they are fucking scary, that’s why. The ghost somehow knows where it is and how to make is as scary as possible. 3.Heater for a house-Fiery death in a box, IN MY HOUSE! 4.Spiders-They have a natural advantage over us, it has 4 more limbs, 6 more eyes, mean ass evil teeth mandibles of death, with poison. There’s no escaping either, their web of torment stops that. I don't have a gland that lets me shit out gooey, sticky, white stuff. UNFAIR. I have a penis though, so I guess I’m happy. 5.Crunchy socks-I'm not so much scared as I am lecturing, change your socks people. So that’s my lil' lecture about what I'm scared of. I did a project with Robert, for his class, and we had to build a house, paint it, then burn it, then add all this shit so it looked like a burned down house. If you've read Fahrenheit 451, we built Montag's burnt down house. We used LED lights(I call them LSD) with broken up coals to make glowing ashes. It's bad ass. So I've decided that I'm going to build a model and to scale house of what me and Lindsay are going to live in once we're grown up and married somewhere. Yes, we will grow old together, with my prune juice. I have recently become addicted to prune juice. It's so good. Wow. Like wow. No wonder old people hog it. You know how people say it's gross? Rumors. Put out by the elderly to scare us away from it. Bastards. Onto Lindsay. God I love that girl. It's incredible. She’s incredible But she's crazy. I wouldn't fight her. One tuff lady. Gorgeous too. And amazingly smart. 4.1 and mostly honors classes. So I, Kiefer Quirk, must be a dumbass. It's seriously amazing. I could do so well in school, I'm just so lazy. I' good at English though, so I'll be an English teacher. Finally get those bastards back. BACK onto Lindsay. 12 kids minimum. At least one has to be smart. Doctor. He'll put me into an early retirement. I’m done with my weeks worth of inner thought. From now on I won’t just forget them, I’ll put them on here for your personal enjoyment. <3 ~Kiefer~