Writing began: 25/03/05 Completed writing: 26/03/05 Words: 8,000 Average reading time (At 250 words/minute): 30 minutes This entry is dedicated to...Jen, because she will be working all next week, and will have no interent after that, 'cause she will be at camp. (O_O) I kick ass. And I can draw in blood. Very crapily, but I can.still do it. Okay, Mike made an entry with a bunch of pics. People were commenting on the longness. *gets all jealous* He barely even wrote anything. It's all just big pictures! Nah, I'm kidding. So anyway, I have decided to piss off all you dialup users who read my diary by adding tons of images to this entry! Well, like 10 images. Okay, last night, I spent like two hours drawing stuff in blood. Why? Because blood is awesome, and I had a bloody nose. The first couple pictures suck, so I threw them out. But I slowly got the art of drawing in blood down. Of course, by that time, I was almost out of blood. btw, Cream Soda doesn't contain caffene. Therefore it is off my top 3 favorite pops. Well, that and the fact that I've drank like, 10 litres of it in the past week. So blah, tired of it now. k, anyway, first, I will show you what the names on my sitD friends list's names look like in blood. (And Akiko and Val's name) And no, I didn't write Deanna's name in blood. Or I'm not going to post it here if I did. Because that'd just be fucking creepy. And it's one thing for her to find this and find out how much I write about her, but to see her name written in blood...Well, I think that calls for a restraining order + lawsuit. As well as a beating from her older brothers. Okay, pictures, If any of you dialup users want me to take down the thumbnails, and just make it text links, let me know, and I will. =) They look like they're drawn in like, marker or something, but that is my real blood. =P Isn't it awesome? *drools* btw, if any of you find this creepy, and want me to burn the images, I will. =P Marcy: Originaly, I as only going to write Marcy's name in blood, since she seems to be the one who would probably get the biggest kick out of it. But hey, I've got enough blood for everyone. XD Have fun in Greece. =) Don't tell anyone you have a more male brain than me. *glares*. "HAHAHAH I TOOK THAT WHAT GENDER IS YOUR BRAIN AND I GOT MORE MALE THAN YOU!!!!!!" See, I can tell people, 'cause they don't read what I write in my entries..But you can tell people, and they'll notice. Justine: Yay! 'Bout time you and Nick met up. Oldish news, but hey, I can't really think of anything else to write about you. Uhh...You're a movie freak. There. Alanna: I can't believe your parents won't let you on the computer! Grrr. Oh well. Serves you right. You called me a nerdface. *glares* You and your mean sarcasticness. Katie: Uhh...Don't know much about you. Sucks about operation dead seal. =( Hope you feel better about Sam's death soon. =) ...I don't know how to say something like that without sounding mean. The "=)" probably didn't help the whole "I'm sorry to hear about Sam's death" message that I was trying to send... Livi: Adam will be home soon! You will survive! XD I really hope you and Laura make up. Fighting is dumb. =) Jen You will survive with no internet! lol, thanks for spamming up my diary! I'mma parachute down there and do a kamakazee mission to get rid of that girl who hates you. (I'm really bad with names.) Then you can take my million bucks and buy yourself those...Damnit, my mind just went blank. Those things you really really like...That stuff that's evil 'cause it's so addicting... Yeah, anyway: Brooke: You cradle robbing little obsesive, computer geek corrupting, person. You make society sick. I made the second "o" in your name look odd, just to spite you. jk ;)

Amanda Friggin' little white girl with overdue library books, who knows more Japanese than me. I have had my revenge though. You thought it was your dad who changed the keyboard to the crappy one you have now. Well it wasn't. Muahaha.

'manda You know...Eating lots and lots of unhealthy stuff won't kill you. Well, not if you only eat it every couple hours or so. Go eat more! =) That's probably why you don't have much S.E. ;)

Geniesa: You write long entries. And like guitar too much. Stop wearing black you flippin' lightbulb breaker. Maybe if you started wearing bright reflective tin-foil clothes, with a light-up tie, you wouldn't have to use those expensive light bulbs. Yeah. Stupid people who wear black. =P Mariana: Ummm, don't really know what to really say here... Except...DON'T FORGET TO TELL ME IF SCOTT GETS ANY OF HIS MUSIC ON THE 'NET! Mike: Link to mike! Link to mike! Link to mike! Link to mike! Hmm...Where to begin... Whatever, gl hf with Alanna. Why do you always like girls who hate me?! Here's your name in blood. You never expected me to say anything about you, so I won't. Go check out this themepark!: I want to hug Micheal Mouse, and Ronal Duck Vannessa: Well, uhh...Hope you find your penguin, and get un-sickified soon. =) Arn't I cheesy eh? Anyway, image: Krizel: You'll probably never see this 'cause you're GROUNDED! You just had to sneak out to look at the stars, didn't you? I'm glad you had fun in...Mexico, or wherever you were. =P Kayla (Rose?): This was the last thing I tried to draw with blood. I ran out of blood however. (I was really close to running out anyway. It was just too hard to get any more blood, so I gave up.) So here you are. You're special. I used an actual marker with your name. =) Akiko: If you're reading this and have blocked me, then please unblock me. =) If you havn't blocked me, then promise you'll keep it that way, okay? Gaara is not hot! Nah, I'm kidding, DON'T STAB ME! I mean, erm, I'm not saying he's not hot in a gay way, but...Yeah...DON'T HURT ME! *cowers in fear* Hey, Mike wants to go to BC sometime this summer, and wants me to come. He's probably going to want to be alone or something..So rather than getting stuffed in a dumpster somewhere until he's done doing whatever he's doing, can I come see you? =P Val: Ms Valerie. You make good cookies. *coppies "Mr. Christie" commercials* Fuckin' Len fucking up your internet. Can't think of anything else to say... Look at this fucked up weather. Look at that! PLUS FUCKING 13! It's only March, and it's going up to fucking 13. Fuuuuuck. I hate spring so much. Oh, right, my name: Holy crap, that took a LONG time. I had to take a pic of them all with the webcam. Then, I used a proggy to quickly make thumbnails (aka, shrink them 3x) of them all (Since I want you dialup users to be able to see what your names look like, if you don't want to open up the big 90kb file) then upload them, and put the link to the big pic, but display the thumbnail... That wouldn't have been so bad, except that I also had to think of stuff to write about each of you...Just because I'm oh-so-cool... Unfortunatly, I lost mah cool yo. I barely wrote anything about anyone. =P I drew some other stuff, but I'll show those later. I'll make you read for a bit, then I'll give you a break to look at pictures. =) You'll all probably just stop reading, and scroll on down to the pics. *glares* Hmmm, y'all remember my toe? Well, today I was putting away the laundry, and our towels are on the top shelf of the closet. And in that closet are bottles of cream, boxes of toothpaste, etc...Well, I was reaching up to put away a towel, and I knocked a bottle of cream off a shelf. Fortunatly, it missed my toe. Unfortnatly, it hit my other toe. And that other toe, happened to be the toenail-less toe. It always seems like when you hurt something, that is always what gets hurt. Like for example, a bottle of cream falling on it. But I started thinking of all the stuff I've dropped. I've probably hit that toe tons of times. I just never really paid attention to it, 'cause memories are made by your adrenline being above/below normal (Or something like that...) and, well, when you're jumping around on one foot, swearing, while clutching your once-again-bleeding toe, your adrenilne is pretty high. ...I just felt like writing that. Moving on...What's up with the airline food? --Erm, sorry, wrong line. k, here we go, what's up with collectable coins? There's fucking PENNIES on ebay, selling for hundreds of dollars. What makes them worth so much? -They have a slight deformity. -They have a different little picture on it. -They're made of metal, instead of copper or nickel. -They're old. Okay, the average price I've found is something like $175 usd for a collectable penny. Now, for fuckin' $175, I'd rather have a fucking penny collection of 17,500 pennies. Now THAT would get you respect man. Now, I know absolutly nothing about rare coin collecting, but lets say the average coin collecter has 50 special coins. (I have NO idea what the average coin collection has. But I've seen ads where you can buy a pack of special quarters with the 50 american states, so let's go with that.) 175 * 50 = $8750 Now, $8750 dollars worth of colletable pennies will get you about 10 little pieces of Double Bubble at pretty much any convience store in Canada. Erm, k, I know nothing about American stores and stuff, so I'm going to be using Canadian prices. So I'm going to use Canadian currency. So I'm just going to ROUND the $175usd up to $200cnd. Alright, so you have 50 pennies worth $10,000 cnd. Hot diggity damn, you're on top of the world! You're hip. You're cool. You're gettin' all da laddies with your 50 pennies all right. B) You've probably got some shirt you glued all your pennies onto, and you wear it whenever you go out clubbing. You catch everyone's attention when you step out of your honda civic, and your headlights reflect off your shiny pennies. Or, you could buy me a fucking Hecate II! Erm, or you could buy a Toyota Celica for about a dollar's worth of pennies. I know nothing about cars btw. I just went to toyota.com (I'll bet you're wondering why I chose Toyota arn't ya'?) and chose the cheapest, most squarist looking car on the list. I love square cars. Aparently Toyota is moving towards making more rounded cars though. =( The Acura NSX is fairly nice and square looking. But it's like 90k usd. And I've seen squarer cars. I should talk to Deanna about that...She knows allllll about cars. Speaking of which, Mike, you still have to finnish that list of car terms you started for me last year. =P So anyway, coin collecting is a fucking waste of money. I hate spending money on useless stuff. Like coins. Fortunatly for people like me, who think setting up a site is one of the "simple pleasures in life", rather than going through polishing each coin every night, there are people out there who will actualy buy a nickel for a thousand fucking bucks. Now, my dad knows a couple of people who own metal shops. I'm thinking, if I give them a thousand dollars, they can produce a couple coins with -weird imprints -slightly larger-than-normal size -an old date when metal coins were made. (That would require five minutes of googling to find a good date to have them print, but hey, wth) Now, these metal shops do stuff like build big metal shelves for wal mart and stuff, however, I think for a thousand bucks, they'll have one of their employees make a...a...Whatever those things are called that they use to make coins...And have that employee produce a couple coins for me. Then, for like 10 bucks, that employee will take 5 minutes out of his oh-so-busy schedule of producing sheets of metal (Maybe on his lunch break or soemthing) and go produce a couple more coins with that...that...Imprinter or whatever it's called. So now I've got a pretty much in-exhastable source of coinage. (Theoreticaly anyway. I highly doubt they'd ever make a...a...MOLD! That's it, it's called a mold, that you pour the metal into...Yeah...Anyway, I doubt someone would make me a tiny little mould for a coin.) Now, I just sell them on ebay for a couple hundred. "RARE 1890 penny, with an imprint of the queen wearing a mohawk! Mint condition! Looks/feels brand fucking new!" It'll take a while, but I'll eventualy make back my 1k. So long as no one does any chemical tests or anything to see how old it really is. I can't just flood ebay with these things (If you've never used ebay, then just trust me, people will catch on fast.) So I'd have to put one-two up like every two weeks for sale. I'd probably buy a few real collectors coins, and sell those too, just so my sales history doesn't look suspicious. Actualy, scratch that, it'd still look suspicious. They'd still be able to see I sold 50 of these "rare" coins. I'll have to use a bunch of different accounts. Anyway, the point is, that it just pisses me off so badly that something that's so cheap to produce, is worth so fucking much. (I've been hinting at this for the past 3ish paragraphs. Havn't you caught on? =P) I mean, there's baseball cards out there worth sooo fucking much. You can buy a pack of 100 lined peices of paper for a buck. If you fold each page to the size of a baseball card, the thickness will make it pretty much as hard as a cardboard baseball card. But then the coloured ink probably costs quite a bit to make the player's face/design on the back of the card. However, you can buy a pack of crappy baseball cards a convenience store for a buck. I think there's like 5 cards in there. So the ink can't be all that expensive. What a waste of money stuff is. I'll bet if you went out and broke a window somewhere, then took one of the pieces of glass and sold it on ebay as "A rare, one-of-a-kind design, piece of glass", you could get a couple hundred bucks. How fucked up is this world... Comics are okay though. $800,000 for spider-man issue 1 is okay. Speaking of spidey boxers, I told Geneisa I'd take pictures of my spidey boxers, just to show how much they pwn homer simpson boxers. (And to give you a general idea of what my misisng boxers look like) No, I can not believe I'm posting pictures of my boxers on the internet either. It's spider-man and doc ock. Spider-man 2 merchandise baby! And the backside is just a face of spiderman. More offical spider-man 2 merch. "Spidey Vs Doc Ock". You can barely see Doctor Octopus's head, but he's there. Backside is the same, but it's in black and white. It's really blury, but it's basicaly just three spideys. *thumbs up*. The backside is a web. It looks like a target. "Psst, there goes Robbie. I'll be he's wearing those spidey boxers. I'll run by and pull his pants down, while you shoot at the target on his butt." My spidey shirt. Not really boxers, but a kick-ass t-shirt. I found some uber-old trackpants that I was supposed to be using as pajama pants when I was 10. I stopped wearing pajamas when I was like, 7. I just couldn't be bothered to put on pajamas, and take them off in the morning. Instead, I just took off my pants, hopped in bed, in the morning, hopped out of bed, and put my pants back on. Simple as that. Man these trackpants are tiny. I'll be if I look through that drawer, I'll find a few more old stuff that has been burried under my immense collection of tube socks. I wrote a bit about those in my Christmas entry. No one has ever read that entry but me. Quick history of my life on sitD (Pfft, "quick"): These two people, Ryoko, and Dark Tiger, were both regular posters of Nakusama, a forum I go to. One day, Ryoko advertised her diary on Nakusama. So from that day on, I read her and Dark Tiger's diaries. I never left any comments. They didn't even know I read their diaries. Then, one day, I added Ryoko to MSN. We were talking and stuff, and we ran out of stuff to talk about, so I said "So, how's you and James?" "How do you know about James?" "I read about him in your diary." "omg, you read my diary?! =D" "lol, yeah." "lol, you never loft any comments." "Yeah, I know. =P" "Do you have a diary?" "Nope." "Why not?! Go get one now, so I can read yours!" Well, that's not exactly how it went. But basicaly, she's the reason I joined. Now, Ryoko and Dark Tiger didnt' have computers of their own at home. However, they had a computer class. So they would log on to the forum, sitD, etc, every day. I eventualy figured this out through their diaries, and figured out the time that they come on. (Pfft, screw 'just asking them') So I would come on around the same time, and we'd PM each other and stuff. They were really the only reason I wrote on here. And I wrote on here every day. (Not really long stuff. Just short little things...I wrote like, 1,000 word entries every-so-often though. Maybe I'll post some of those old ones every so often, if I'm not up to writing an entry after like, a week.) But then, the semester ended. Oh shit. No more computer. My entry on their last day:

Noooo, today is the last day that Ryoko and Tiger will be able to post every day! T_T Man, I'm going to miss them. But Ryoko will be on weekends, and Tiger might go to the library XD Anyway, Nothing of importance lately. I probably won't be writing on here much anymore. Like once every two days or something. The only reason I typed so much before was because I would take time out of my day to post on forums and stuff with Ryoko and Tiger, so now that they're gone for a while, I'll keep forgeting to write here =P Oh, and aparently I got Ryoko saying "uber" now. I'm so proud of myself ^_^ Edit 12:11----------------------------- Nooooooo, they're gone now! T_T Hopefuly Tiger will get to the library, and Ryoko will be able to get on, on the weekends ^_^

Ryoko goes to her cousin's house every weekend. They have internet. Okay, so now they're gone. *sniffle* So then I just started writing about my day every so often. Then I only wrote when I wanted to get something out of my system. Around that time, Amanda started reading my diary. Followed by Andrew. For a while, the only other comments I got were from random people, who I had asked a question about something on their diary. Then, on January...8th I think...I posted the "highlights of the year" entry...Imitating Amanda-chan. Then, Manda, and Alanna read that entry. From then on, I only wrote long entries. Then more and more people started leaving comments. It climaxed when I was mentioned in the sitD news, when I got 221 comments. See, that was short. Only seemed long 'cause I put quotes in there. Speaking of Ryoko, I'm just going to advertise her little chibi thingy she doodled todayish. Arn't I nice eh? "I try to masturbate big words that I don't know what they mean into my sentances sometimes." I got that from someone's diary. I forget who's it was. I just read it, then tonight, I was talking to Mike, and I remembered that line. So now it's stuck in my head. Hmm, ya' know what I think? I think comercials are fucking wastes of money. Companies spent millions of dollars on advertising every year. Half the time they're totaly irrelivant/pointing out the obvious. For example, take the juicy fruit comericals. (Juicy Fruit = awesome tasting gum, who's taste dies out uber-fast.) Their theme is a guy singing about juicy fruit, and how "the taste is gonna move ya" And every time either something happens to him, or his guitar. (lmao, I remember in my friend's (Gracie) story, her and her friends were walking along, and they hear "Get your ski's shined up, grab a stick of juicy fruit..." in the background. lmao, her story is friggin hillarious once it's moving along. (begining is kind of boring) Read it sometime if you've got a couple hours to spare.) In the latest comercial, he's just getting his guitar smashed in a bunch of countries, and then it shows these two guys in a guitar repair shop watching this all happen on TV. They pop at stick of Juicy Fruit in their mouth, and go "sweet!" and high-five each other. I'm not sure if it's 'cause of the party in their mouths, or because of instane amount of money they're going to make from the poor guy who's great guitar playing and singing ability is being surpresed again and again, by random people. Then it shows a pack of new Juicy Fruit blue on the screen and goes "New Juicy Fruit Blue...Sweet." And that's it. That's the commercial. Do you think it's fucking worth the ammount of money it costs to pay the actors, buy several guitars, and pay for the air time? I don't. It doesn't even say Juicy Fruit is gum. For all you know, it could be a pack of guitar picks. I mean really...Sure it gives us kick-ass Juicy Fruit jingles, but that's it! The least they could have done is put some subliminal messages into the commercial. But no. It's just a worthless waste of money/time. This commercial is one of those commercials (I dont' remember what they're called) that is basicaly just there to make their name known. "Hmm, no-name gum, or Juicy Fruit?" "Well, Juicy Fruit sounds familiar, let's buy that." I would have just gone to a producer of a sitcom writer or something, and asked him/her to have one of the characters chew juicy fruit, and say "Mmm, juicy fruit...Sweet", and possibly do a little dance. That'd be much better than wasting all that time watching a comercial. Or if you look at Old Navy comercials. Those are some pretty fucked up uses of airtime. That's right. I said people dancing around in khakis and jeans, while singing about how awesome life is, because Old Navy has prices that pretty much every other store has, is a fucked up use of airtime. "New Old Navy T-shirt, only 30 fucking bucks!" Really?! I can get pretty much the same one for 30 bucks at walmart, zellers, and gap. And I can make my own for even cheaper. I'm not going to pay 30 bucks for a piece of cloth with a logo on it. 30 bucks for a plain black t-shirt with the words "I hack, ban me" on it, is well worth it though. Do I simplify things too much, and call it a waste of money? I think I do. But hey, it's how people make money. It's how I can make money. Look at this, I wrote it a wihle ago, but I'm oh-so-proud of it, so I'm gonna post it again.

And that ladies and gentlemen, is what happens when it's four in the morning, and I have nothing to write about. Anyway, I figure, you need to know something that you can acutaly use in today's modern world...How much candy should cost. Have you ever gone to Rogers, or Blockbuster (Or wherever you get your entertainment) and see those bottles of coloured sugar? Like Baby Bottle Pops, or those sour spray things? Are they really worth two freakin' dollars?! I mean, you could feed some kid in Africa for two days, and all you can get here, is...is...half a cup of sour, liquified sugar. Well, yeah, it's kind of expected that the food be over-priced. I mean, it's good marketing. "I'd like to get this movie...o0o0o, snacks! I'll probably get hungry during the movie." Did you know that if you eat while reading, or watching TV, you just want more food? I'm thinking that we just keep eating, because we want an excuse to keep reading/watching TV, and/or are so immersed in what we're reading/watching, that we don't notice how full we are. Thus we all explode and die. Anyway, the scary thing about all this, is that Americans don't know what Tim Hortons is, so they're forced to drink Starbucks coffee. Wait, fuck, no, I was talking about the adult video section at Blockbuster. So anyway, if you go to a convenience store, you can usualy find Baby Bottle Pops, for a few cents less. But how much does it cost to produce these things, that's the important thing. Actualy, the important thing here, is not to run through a dog pound nake. Well, if we think about it, we'll probably start giggling. *giggles* Someone running through the pound, naked. *snickers* k, anyway, how much do you think the plastic to make the bottles for baby bottle pops -- Ya' know what? I'm just going to cal them BBP, okay? The plastic can't be too much. Let's just say it's like 10 cents. (Hey, it costs a lot to have little plastic bottles shipped over from China -_-) k, yeah, 10 is a lot. But whatever. This is just an estimate. I guess the 10 cents would also cover the packaging, label, etc. Anyway, yeah, so we've got a 10 cent container. Now we need need to put that thingy on the top. The thing on the lid...The thing that's fun to chew on...On real bottles anyway. For those of you who've never seen those fucking stupid BBP comercials, what you do, is take the lid off, and there's a handle on the inside. You take that handle, and lick the top part of the candy top thingy. Then you dip it into the poweder, in the bottle. Refresh your memory. Now, let's see, the top looks like a sucker right? Made of the same crystalized sugaryness...*drool* OI! I SAW THAT! YOU WERE ABOUT TO SLAP ME! So I figure, that it takes the same amount of that crystalized sugar stuff, to make 8 of those tootsie roll sucker things. I don't know if you've ever gone to Dollarama (I love dollar store. So much candy, for so cheap ^_^) but they sell these suckers, with a tootsie roll center. For a buck. Now, assuming there's one tootsie roll in the center of each sucker, and there's 8 suckers, and each tootsie roll is usualy about 10 cents each. (10 cents! I can eat plastic AND a label for 10 cents!) So, 8 * 10 = 80 cents. 100 - 80 = 20 cents. Therefore, it costs about 20 cents for the top thingy of the BBP. (I'm going to assume the paper stick thingies on the suckers is free...Or covered by the taxs) So, so far, we've got 30 cents worth of stuff. That means, we've to 1.70 to spend that sugar! =O However, for a 1.70, I'd better be getting cocain or something. btw, there's about 3/4 square inches of this stuff in the bottle. So yeah, that's gotta be some damn-good sugar, to pay 2.25 cents per square inch of it. Now, lick 'n' dips, you get two whole packages, with about 1/2 square inches each, as well as the licking stick (perves) for 89 cents. Now, assuming the licking stick is free, and the price is rounded to .90. That means, that for one square inch, it costs about 90 cents. Or, (90 / 4) * 3 = 67.5 cents, for 3/4 square inches of sugary goodness. However, we can't forget the 15% law, or whatever it's called. You must make at least 15% profit from every product you make. (Not a legal law, but if you want a sucessful buisness....) so 15 percent of .90 is .14 cents. So .90 - .14 = .76 cents. (76 / 4) * 3 = 57 cents. So we've got 57 cents of crack--I mean, sugar. As well as 10 cents of packaging. And we can't forget 20 cents of crystal meth/sugar. All in all, it adds up to about 87 cents. Which, btw, is how much skittles cost at most convienence stores. Now, the 15% law, will tack on another 14 cents, to bring it to a full dollar. So what happens to the other dollar I'm paying? Well, it goes towards paying the employees, paying for the cost of machinery, paying for electricity for the machinery, and paying for repairs to the machinary. And then there's the whole "shipping it out to convenience stores, and over-priced video stores" deal. Also, the company producing these products can't be the only ones making money. Blockbuster needs to make money off this too. And, they probably get these things whole sale, but if they don't, Blockbuster would also need to pay the middle man, etc. No, these pictures have nothing to do with this rant. So, I'm going to make an uneducated guess here. I've never seen statistics for factorys of any sort. If anyone knows any, let me know ^_^ k, so anyway, here's my naive little assumptions: Say there's 50 employees, who make 50k/year. The machinery, is like 100,000 dollars to start with. Then, it's about....Well, my family uses up 10k worth of electricity...so I'm going to estimate something like 50k/year on electricity. About 5k on maitnance. About 20k on shipping. All right, let's make this into an alegraic function. First, we divide these up into two catagories. production costs, and yearly costs. Production costs 57 cents on powder, 10 cents on packaging, 20 cents on the top thingy = 87 cents. We then, subtract 200 cents from the cost, to make the cost -113 cents. Yearly costs 50,000 on employees, 50,000 on electricity, 5,000 on maintance, 20,000 shipping = 125,000 dollars So, for the profit function, we have p(x, z) = 1.13x - 125,000z, where P is the profit, x is the ammount of products sold, and z is how many years, the company has been operating. But wait, what about the 100,000 dollar machinary? Since, it doesn't fit into either of the catagories (I'm explaining this, assuming that you havn't passed grd 9 math =P) and since it won't be changed by anything at all (They're not going to charge you 100k every year for it, or anything like that...Unless you're renting it...Or didn't pay it all off at once, and you're paying interest on the payments...) it is simply "-100,000" So here's our function: p(x, z) = 1.13x - 125,000z - 100,000 Now, you're looking at this funciton, and going "Croiky! In the first year they have to pay of $225,000! That means they'll have to sell 225,000 / 1.13 = 199,116 products to make 96 cents worth of profit!" Well, that's partialy true. Except that technicaly, the company that makes the BBP don't actualy get all $2.00. Remember how Blockbuster has to make some money too? "Wow! So you mean, that they have to sell even more?!" Well, pretty much all buisnesses start out like that. I mean, look at Blockbuster. How much do you think each movie costs? Well, when they first get them, it's probably like 50 bucks or something...I don't know..I've never bought a movie, and never been around when my parents bought them. So anyway, 5 bucks, means that for each movie, you need to rent it out 10 times, before you can start makign profit. And they have like 5 of each movie. You have to rent it out 50 times! Now, off the top of your head, can you name 50 people who would want to rent Napolean Dynamite? I can't either. But there's gotta be 50 people who want to see it. Anyway, so yeah, in year one, they would be making a profit when.... p(x, 1) = 1.13x - 125,000(1) - 100,000 0 < 1.13x - 125,000 - 100,000 0 < 1.13x - 225,000 225,000 < 1.13x 199,115.0442 < x I already told you that, but whatever. So they would have to sell two hundred thousand in one year. Damn. Now, let's assume there's 500 Blockbusters out there. 200,000 / 500 = 4. So if each Blockbuster only sells 4, then the company will be sittin' pretty. Plus, we can't forget all those convenience stores out there. So yeah, in the big picture of things, it really doesn't take much to make a profit. Did ya' see that? Math fucking pwns j00 Geography. So in short, go live in africa. You can get enough food for two days, for the price of an over-priced candy. Okay, ya' see! This is what happens when I don't go to church. I go on and on about how much money you can make if you make candy, or how much you can save if you go to Africa.

Wasn't that awesome? Probably not to you. But I thought it was awesome. I think you all deserve to see some more bloody pictures. (From my nose Jen.) I started out drawing a pencil, but I kind of fucked up the erraser. Then, I was like "duuuude, I wanna draw Saskue's eye!" (Saskue = Character from Naruto. Naruto is an anime if you don't know.) Maybe next time I'll draw Gaara for ya' Akiko. =P Saskue's eye looks like crap in that picture. This is the paper folded in half. I think it looks a lot better. Yeah, I was looking around for something to draw, and I saw a girl like that with a gun. I then proceeded to ruin the image, by attempting to draw a jeep. This is the tiny little blade I use for blood. Here's the knife, pic, and thumb. Just to sort of put it all into porportion. --SON OF A BITCH MOTHER FUCKER. I just lost 100 lines. (I'm at 500 lines right now. So I lost quite a bit) My computer just died out of no where, and I hadn't saved in like, an hour. So I lost so much awesome stuff. Like my paragraph on emo kids putting their msn names to "There's nothing to lose, so I'm gonna cross the boulavard of broken dreams, and get pwnd by a truck." k, let's see...I think after the pics, I had mentioned that Geneisa had reminded me that I wanted to get a trench coat. Deanna had a trench coat. It kicked ass. I actualy want a ski jacket that's really long, like to my knees. Like a long snowboarding jacket. That'd kick so much ass. I now want that. And an Acura NSX. Or a Toyota Celica. Hmmm...MIKE. See Mike, I'm doing everything I can to link to you. =) Mike related story time... Deanna was at her friend's house. Deanna's friend is like "Ohhh, Robbie's online! Let's go on webcam!" Deanna hates cameras as much as I do. (I'll go on webcam with Mike a lot, so that he KNOWS that I'm not a 40 year old pedophile when he comes to get me for the trip to BC. It's me, not some random kid I molested, and blackmailed.) So she's sitting there with her friend. "I feel like a pervert." "Why?" "'cause I feel like it's my fault Andrea put you on webcam...Almost as if I bribed her to do that...Which I didn't." "lol" "You can move if you want. =P" "Awesome. *moveage*" While she's moving, Mike come's along "Wazzap ni66a?!" "Just watching Deanna on webcam, being a pervert." "TAKE A SCREENSHOT." So did. Looksie. "AHAHAHA! YOU LIKE AN IRONING BOARD! ROFLMAO! spaz spaz, etc." (It's actualy a bed. And you can see Deanna's red and white coat on the bed too if you look closely.) So it turns out I made a fan club for an ironing board/bed. For those of you, who arn't the 5 people here who have me on MSN, my name is built like this: Dratkcuf - Member of DFC and APC {(8)There's nothing to loose, 'cause you've told all your friends, that you've got your gun to my head, so I'mma cross the boulavard of broken dreams, and get pwned by a semi. Just because I'm oh-so-emo(8)} The first section (dratkcuf) is simply backwards text. I change it every few months or so. Third section ({ and }) (Chronilogical order is for druggies) is just some random words I change every day or two. The second part (member of...) means I'm a member of the Deanna Fan Club, and the AMDEC [student] Protection Comittee. (AMDEC = online school.) The DFC was cool. It was like, 2 in the morning, and me and Jessie (Deanna's friend) were talking. And at the time, Deanna's name was "Resol" (Doesn't take much to figure out what it means.) so we're talking about that. "She's not a loser. Everyone loves her." (Literaly, no exageration there.) "We should start a club, to show her how much everyone likes her." "Good idea. You go make a site for it, and I'll go about the difficult task of getting a picture of her for the site." (She never actualy got one. =( So that was pretty awesome. There was a cool site, with tons of games, and memberships, and...And... k, it was a site with a list of members, a tag board, and a couple other stuff. (A simple, to-the-point site, is a good site.) But it was still cool 'cause it was a simple looking site. Anyway, her brothers (21-29) found out about the DFC, and one of them was like "Awww, I want a club. T_T" And another would answer the phone: "Hello, this is the Deanna Fan Club headquarters." Or that's what Deanna said anyway. I never actualy called her house in hopes that one of her older brothers would pick up. Hmmm, ever notice how if you like an emo song, and it become a msuic video, you don't like it that much anymore? For example, Billy Talent - Nothing to Lose. I sat there and listened to that song on repeat for half an hour straight, during my computer-less depresion at the computer. Now, it's a music vid. At first I was like "Fuckin' kick ass!" Then I go on MSN. Hmm, the MSN names all look the same. "There's nothing to loose, so I'mma run down to the Boulavard of Broken Dreams, and get pwned by a semi." So now those songs are anoying. Well, Greenday was always anoying, but yeah. Isn't it odd, how something you loved a week earlier, can sudenly become one of the most anoying songs out there, just because everyone likes the song? Oh-ho-ho, I caught myself there. I was about to do one of those rants about people wanting to fit in, and liking stuff just 'cause it's popular and stuff. Go ask Geniesa to write one of those kinds of things. Hmm, have you ever heard the saying that's something like "Who gives a fuck what happens in highschool. After highschool, you'll never see those people again." (I started writing about Billy Talent - Nothing to Lose, becaues at the end of the music vid, it goes "There's a life outside these walls" or something like that, so I was going to use that to open into this little paragraph. But as can see, I got a little sidetracked.) Anyway, I just want to say that while that statement is completely true, it doesn't give the meaning it's meant to me. Yeah, none of it's gonna matter in college. Guess what, nothing is gonna matter at your job, you're gonna get fired anyway. Once your fired, your new job won't matter either, 'cause you're gonna retire. One you're stuck in an old people's home with a fixed pension, it doesn't fucking matter becaues you're going to be fucking dead. The four years you're in highschool, that's the WORLD to those teens. (I'm not one of them, as I don't go to a phyisical school...I don't really know what I'm talking about either, but this is what it seems like to me.) I mean, sure the nerds will grow up and own the jocks...But that's AFTER highschool. But aparently what happens in highschool doesn't matter, 'cause you'll get your revenge. But who will really have the last laugh, when someone tells the jock, that it's only a job, and that the nerd will die of a heart attack from the stress of a buisness. It really doesn't fucking matter if there's more to life after highschool. Highschool is what's happening in the hear and now. The 4 years you spend in highshcool will end, and you'll live happily every after in the real world. (HA) Then you're in the real world. Only 50 years until retirement, then you get to sit back and get a steady income from the goverment. Don't worry about your constant pain. You'll be dead in the next 20 or so years. Yeah, you only have 4 years of highschool. But when you were younger, didn't your mommy hug you, feed you, and do whatever the fuck else, until you were like 18. ...Okay then... When I grow up, I want to get depresed. I will then write emo songs, and people will take random phrases, and put them up on thier diary.

emo song: "You've strapped my heart to your semi...So put your foot to the gas and GOOOOOOOO!"...That last "gooo" is supposed to be a deep, raspy, pure screamo "gooo". You've ripped my heat out with the a hacksaw. Why does it burn? Why?

I'll bet you anytying, if The Used put that on one of their singles, cheesy-ass lines would be on everyon'e emo msn names. k, this is a kick ass line, that I think sounded pretty damn good. I turned on the TV, and I just hear Fifty Cent say

They call me new money, say I have no class I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash

The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash. Great, I'm quoting 50 cent again. And I dn't even like him. Grrr. Well, I spent 24 fucking hours on this. Yes, 24 hours. I took a break for a couple hours, but I pretty much worked all day and night on this. And, of course, I have church tomorow, because I kick ass. And unfortunatly, I dont' do speed. Sooo, So long, and good night. Happy Easter. Check out this awesome poem Manda wrote!

Jesus has a little Lamb By Amanda Mesa Jesus had a little lamb, Whose fleece was scarlet as blood, And everywhere that lamb would go Jesus would soon follow. The lamb would always sin, Each on causing a cut, On Jesus’ wrists and arms. Causing the good shepherd great harm. Soon sweet Jesus died one day, The lamb soon fell to hell, Jesus swore that in three days, The lamb would be amazed. Jesus fulfilled his promise, The lamb believed his word, Asked for forgiveness soon there after, Joined him in paradise filled with laughter. Jesus has a little lamb, Whose fleece is white as snow, And everywhere that Jesus goes, The lamb is sure to follow.

Anyway, Happy Easter y'all. 8 more days 'till Val's birthday! 9 more days 'till Deanna goes back to work. =) I might ask Deanna about setting up her computer tomorow. She's got a brother who can do it, but pfft, he can't do it the way I do it. I encode love into each and every keystroke. x3 lmao. Right. I just think if I set up her computer, it'd be a lot more secure. And, if I have time, I could show her how to work with stuff like winrar and stuff. I could replace notepad with metapad. And I could make a program that every time her computer starts it says "x3 Deanna". Except it'd be lesser than three, 'cause x3 sucks. Her parents would hate me all over again for that one. XD Ummm...What else was I talking about doing in the convo with Akiko... Uhh...Meh. Whatever. I guarentee you, if I semi-1337ify Deanna's computer, at least half my explanations will not make any sense at all, then of course, I'll write instructions...Big long instructions...Like a UNIX manual. Meh. Whatever. Oh yeah! If you people have any questoins for the sitD FAQ, leaev them. Here's what I have so far. (Sort of) In no particular order:

How do you make a link? How do you show an image on your diary? (Photobucket. If you use sitD image manager, please don't have apostraphes, or spaces.) How do you make a top_left, comment_pic, and background How to change your font 'attributes' Is "such as this" diaries free? (google ad/donate) What does "sitDiary", "sitD", "d.sit" etc mean? bold, underline, strikeout, italic Can I delete my old diaries? What is "randomizing"? Why is it cutting off my entry at a certain point? Why does it delete my entry? (You may have been logged out after 20 minute) How come when I leave sitD open for a while, then come back, I've been logged out? How come I can't rename my images? (There's an apostraphe)

Umm...I'm not gonna edit the questions so they make sense. Those are the notes I wrote down. If you have a question, ANY question, that doesn't look like it would fit with one of those questions, LEAVE A COMMENT. If you have a sugestion for sitD, go leave it on Scott's diary. Like Anette. She had an idea to put LJ-cuts on here. Tell that stuff to Scott, he needs ideas for paid accounts. =) k, once again: 8 more days 'till Val's birthday! 9 more days 'till Deanna goes back to work. You know you wanna Click it, you know you wanna visit Mikyyyy!