HAHAHAHAHA

i STOLE vaxocentric's SOUL!!

what the hell is wrong with this stupid door?! it doesn't OPEN! that kinda defeats the purpose of having a door. why didn't they just build a WALL their instead?!!

but what really hacks me off is that i know it USED to open. vaxocentric keeps me locked up in his bedroom like a gimp, but it _was_ tolerable because i knew i could leave whenever i wanted. it was just a game, right? wrong! now he did something to the door -- i'm sure of it! i know i'm not crazy.

it opened yesterday. it opened the day before. it opened the day before that. but now, try as i might (and i have tried), pulling at it will all my might, it refuses to open.

though i think i'm somewhat exagerating things. i can't believe vaxocentric would purposely lock me in here. rather, i think the door is just getting stuck intermittently. i'm going to take it upon myself to fix the door. it simply needs to be unstuck. and according to my calculations, a 4.76 kilojoule blast from a neutron beam generator should tear apart any molecules in the door that is causing it to stick.

note to self: parts to be 'acquired':

• lithium-6 deutride tritide


• honeycomb fiberboard support


• polystyrene foam impregnated with pentane gas


• tritium & deuterium gas reservoir


• amtel AT89C4051 microcontroller


• 5 boxes of large paper clips, 3 boxes of small paper clips


• a kitty named "annabelle" to test the beam on


• 20 kilograms of dove dark chocolate (okay, i don't really need this, but this stuff rocks and i figure i'll just pick some up while i'm out


• 30 feet of 10 guage oxygen-free wire


• cool black 'industrial' goggles (like the ones trent reznor had in the "closer" video) to wear whilst annihilating molecular bonds
  

Date:	2003-04-27 15:27
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	cranky

i FUCKING HATE baths.

that's the last time i try to watch jonathan shower.

next time, i'm just throwing his computer monitor in with him.

i'm going back to sleep.

i don't know what jonathan's deal is. see, there are these little plastic things on the ground that smell GREAT! they've got little holes, and i bet that with a little work, i can get them open and taste that wonderful delicous goodness! but as soon as i pick it up to take it back to 'the lab', jonathan grabs me, yanks it away from me, and puts me in time out. i mean, COME ON! they're on the floor! i'm helping him pick up the house! he's always bitching about that! i swear, i don't understand that boi.

it was tuesday. i could sense it was going to be an otherwise boring day. tuesdays are always boring.

jonathan never gets up as soon as his alarm goes off in the mornings. its annoying if it wakes me up. and it did today. so i decided to have some fun... knowing he'd otherwise sleep for another 30 minutes or so, i sneaked into his bed, crawled under the covers, and started licking his ankle!

now, that's nothing out of the ordinary, because i'll often lick his ankle (or other parts of his body!) to get his attention. but this morning, i resolved that i would not stop licking until he was up! after about 5 minutes, and a VERY sore tongue later, he got up.

i win. ;)

then *I* went back to bed!