New Moon Sneak Preview!!!!!

oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, *teenage angst* oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, *teenage angst* oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, oh edward, oh bella, *teenage angst*. There you just saw the movie. oh wait... i forgot to add the jealous dire wolf.... Oh bella ooowwwwooooooooooo! *flex half naked* fight, kiss, dakota fanning, more fights, face stare x 7000, crying, depression, more *teenage angst*, final fight. roll credits.

Sooooo I think this is funny. I bet most of the girls on this planet would like to lynch me but whatever.... Vampires don't #*$&ing sparkle in the sun, they combust. duh. And Werewolves are 100% not Dire Wolves... Man, some huge nerd like myself should get paid to make sure these people follow all the rules when it comes to Vampires, Werewolves, Magic & such.... I mean everyone knows you can't triple stamp and double stamp so what the hell are they thinking?!?!?! I'm excited for Avatar to come out.... and yes, I am going to see New Moon...... although I'll probably get all irate and fussy about her warped perceptions on immortals & shape-shifters. On a side note- I got the new harry potter a few weeks ago & have watched it a millionty times & can't wait for the next ones. Wow. I really am a huge dork, I mean *ahem* AWESOME. hahaha edwards wearing a snuggie..... although thats a cool color for a snuggie he still looks like sleeve of wizard....

LS

The Reckoning

Let me first apologize for the sappiness that is about to come forth...For some reason this clip reminds me of my friends..... except the whiner girl at the end... she reminds me of stupidity (dainty dudes should never insult uneducated people with guns). Lately I find myself wishing my close friends were... well... closer. Though time zones and miles may separate the lot of us, I'm constantly reminded (and grateful) for the people that accompany me on this earthly adventure. Times are a'changin but one thing that hasn't is who I consider my true friends. Sure we all meet new people (I call them acquaintances until they earn the right to be called friend) in our separate lives but in all sincerity I've yet to find people I'll let get anywhere near as close as those I call my real friends. Heck some of you may not even know how or what I think of you but for me it's really not what someone says so much as what they do or are willing to do on your behalf (whether its to kick ass for you or kick your ass when it needs kickin). There's a handful of people in this world that might not be my relatives but, in my eyes, are blood to me. For some it's out of deep respect & bonds of friendship we have formed. For others it's the sincere gestures, honest advice, consolation, and love you've shown to myself or others with no ulterior motives or selfish intent. For all of you that I call my friends... I just want to say thanks for being who you are, were, and aspire to become, as well as helping me recognize my own potential. It's reassuring to know that so many noble & great people have been a part of my life and continue to be a part of it. I've had times where something so simple or just a few hours of shootin the breeze made a world of difference to me and I fully realize I suck at saying thanks. Other times I've reached out & you not only answered the call but brought the cavalry with you. I know I'm not the best friend in the world and apologize for my failings & stupidity but what I want most is for them to know that I'm YOUR best friend too. I've been thinking a lot lately & realized how kick-ass my friends really are. I don't say it enough but I love you all (I mean that in the creepiest way possible) and will do everything and anything I can to return the kindness/concern/love you've shown me. Just remember, I'm not rich yet so don't ask for money.... So friends: should you ever stand in need, all you need to do is ask....

Sincerely,

Matticus

Do you like my painting?

“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on and individual level. It's got to happen inside first. You can take away a man's political freedom and you won't hurt him- unless you take away his freedom to feel. That can destroy him. That kind of freedom can't be granted. Nobody can win it for you. People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain. ”

-Jim Morrison

And no... I'm not all butt hurt or anything, I just agree with his thought process (except I believe we should experience & accept pain, but not dwell on it unto the point of consumption) plus The Doors kick ass. Amen.

Mating.....

So thats bogus... no mating will be discussed in this episode. But I would love to give a shout out to the guy that sat next to me on my flight from Minneapolis to Denver!!! Thanks for farting for what seemed like the ENTIRE flight!! It was soooooooo awesome smelling your gnarly butt bombs whilst we rubbed shoulders in seats already way too close!! I assure you that if I had eaten anything before the flight....you would have been wearing it.... for realz amigos... this guy was somethin else. Not even the overhead jet fan could dissapate them with the frequency he was flingin his private brand of fungal mushroom buttbreeze... it could have been classified legitimately as chemical warfare (it was a mushroomy mustard gas)... From this day forward he shall be know as "The Prince Of Putrescence" I've burned his visage into my brain and swear by the blood, that should we meet again, that day will indeed be his last.... I cringe when I think about that flight... anyways, Whacko Jacko is dead. that is all i have to say about how much i dont care about that. Billy the infomercial guy died too & I saw him on TV waaaay more in the last few years. (in addition to his awesome inventions he was a secret spokesman for Just for Men) Mcnair got gunned down by his crazy ex-concubine (serves him right for cheating & his widow is now rich and single.... wonder if she likes white dudes?) and Farrah Fawcettface died too. thats four people I don't have to worry about anymore b/c all i ever do with my life is track the lives of celebrities and worship the ground/screen they walk on!!! NOT ( <--- awesome 90's term i plan on reviving....PWNED/FAIL is stupid) anyways I know he was the king of pop and all, but he stopped being cool after cory feldman made that weird movie about dreams and acted like Jacko the whole time. <--tangent. I maaay or may not be disgusted with myself for even talking about this all soooo time to switch topics. actually, i'm gonna end this one rightttt there... until later amigo's and to the Prince....beware.

Patience

Below is the definition of Patience-

1.	the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.

2.	an ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay: to have patience with a slow learner.

3.	quiet, steady perseverance; even-tempered care; diligence: to work with patience.

I would like to think I have lots of this... and in some respect I do... but lately i've been realizing that I suck at being patient. Good things come to those who wait, patience is a virtue, blah blah blah.... it's so hard to be patient! even when you know its the right thing to do, or that it will eventually happen.... it's that sense of entitlement that causes the hardship.... and as much as you would like to think you're patient... once you get that panicked feeling where you think the world is crumbling and you're about to give in, thats when you need to suck it up and flex all your muscles like Bruce-frickin-Lee, adopt the stoneface ironheart style & reasses the situation. If it's meant to happen... it will. Gods concept of time sure as crap isnt ours and sometimes days turn into months, and months then turn into years, but surrendering your will & desires (even righteous ones) is neccesary to realize your full potential. Its not our place to make demands, just accept blessings & hope for the best. I find that when I'm trying my hardest (or feel like I am) is when I have the hardest time. Its like climbing a huge cliff & getting to the top only to realize the "top" is the bottom of another cliff. BUT! the true comfort lies in turning around and looking at the view from the one you just scaled... sure it could be a nice view or has scary things that happened on that particular climb, but its also being able to turn back around, face that new obstacle & start climbing again instead of dwelling on your last one entirely (you can't forget or you'll repeat mistakes, duh). There may never be a "top" to the cliffs but the view will get clearer & clearer as you go up & the climb will get easier as you learn to look out for things that previously caused hardship or struggles. Zen masters have it right... through meditation we can resolve our issues if we are willing to confront them head-on & face the reality of ourselves. We are not perfect.... (and if you think you are, I know this guy named Jesus that'll tell you otherwise) but how many people are able to slay their own demons & accept that they have flaws? most of us have to have them pointed out by other people.... Introspective personal analysis is difficult but when you reach the point where you can see & alter the natural man inside yourself, it's my belief that you are starting to get the big picture... (p.s. LDS people call meditation "pondering" but its the same freakin thing). Now I'm not sayin sit around all day & think about how messed up you are... I'm just saying if you aren't happy, you're the only one that really knows why & how to go about fixin it. So take a seat, open your mind & start slaying your dragons. It takes patience & resolve, I know this because sometimes it takes me years to overcome my own issues, but there's an inner peace knowing that you are the master of your mind & can change yourself if you want to. anyways this is a rambler but yeah.... once again i'm reminded who's timeframe i'm on (not mine) soooo until then i gotta keep climbing cliffs & practicing my Zen ninja arts while accepting that fact that the Universe does not revolve around Me (although I think it probably should) Life is good, not easy, but good. Patience teaches us perspective suckas.... and sorry for the spat of seriousness, I promise to slink back into debauchery & sarcastically ill humor on my next post. & these posts are reminders for me, myself & I on my own introspections.... in no way are they aimed at others.

Peace foo's

Mr. Stanley

Today.... not so much

So this morning on my way to work I got an effing speeding ticket from a dude that looks just like senor estrada over there & rode a copocycle.... last week some douche gave me a ticket for expired registration (it wasnt expired! I was waitin for the effin stickers to come in the mail) soooooooooo today started off awesome. Additionally my mind's a mess, I'm tired, dont feel good, & am discouraged with "stuff". That said.... it's my own fault. I shouldnt have been speeding... I should have sent for those stickers earlier.... I can't control shut-down mode for my brain but I can control what/who I let bother/affect me.... so pretty much complaining about my predicaments is retarded... I'm the one that created them in the first place. As for today's mental meltdown, I think its healthy that we get discouraged & lose hope every now and then because then The Man gets to remind us of everything good in our lives so we quit bein sissy's... Sometimes situations suck. Right now I've got one thats just wearing me down. But I'm learning patience & to put my logic aside & just do what feels right. My mind screams at me to do one thing while my heart & el Senor tell me to do another... adversity... such a negatively associated word... but it's not, it's what makes us who we are. Its not what happens to us but how we react to the adversity that shows our true desires & character. I bet tomorrow is going to be much better than today, but if not, I'm sure I'll survive... getting through the tough times makes me appreciate this life so much more, but not knowing how long its gonna take is the hardest part for me... buuuuut I'm blessed, I know it. "Sometimes the very moments that seem to overcome us with suffering are those that will ultimately suffer us to overcome." soooo I guess my point is... don't let the bastards grind you down amigos.... buck up, pay your dues & endure. Things dont always work out the way you want them to, but if your hearts in the right place & you are tryin to do your best you'll be ok. Just don't expect anything or chances are you're going to be dissapointed more often than not...

Peace.

Ten reasons we need to perfect cloning

1. Cloning me would make the world that much more awesome

2. Easier to repel Zombie's if we have armies of me and my frengs

3. Men wouldnt need women anymore.... <-- that statement is just a joke ladies... we would still need ya to cook us dinner.... bwahahahaha!

4. Ummmm spare parts.... like that movie The Island, except keep them in coma's so they don't get smart & escape & eff up your ability to replace body parts that crap out on ya.

5. I would, in effect, never die. but would my clone have my sense of humor/personality?? i'd hate to have a clone that wasn't up to par...

6. You could use your clone as a decoy (to go do dude stuff) and wives could also use them for tasks they don't like..... think about it.....

7. You could see what you would look like with tatoo's or cool scars beforehand. then self mutilate if it's awesome looking.

8. You could make your clone go to work for you on slow days & if spoken to just have him cough a lot & say he took too much dayquil.

9. Fodder for enemies whilst you beat a hasty retreat.

10. You could clone hot babes.

Why in the hell are they cloning sheep & the like when they could be cloning hot babes?? duuuh. nerd scientists wouldnt know what to do with them. Those freakin geeks need to put me in charge & I'll take that crap to the next level. I'd go all jurassic park & bring back some dinosaurs in addition to babes. So yeah, maybe I should have gone into science cuz those guys have zero imagination..... effing sheep....booooooorrrrinnnngggg!!! How about a T-Rex outside your bedroom window?? or takin the kids for Stegosaurus rides in the summer? awesome.