Bender

Okay, so the list of tiring things done today: 1. Confirmation class. I'm Catholic, and I'm getting comfirmed. In 18 months. And I had to go to stupid confirmation where I learned about the wonderful Hypostatic union within Jesus. I hate my life. I don't know why I'm going to be confirmed. I'm just going to end up being an atheist anyways. Okay, maybe that's just hot air, and I won't be an atheist, but it sure would be simpler than remaining a Catholic. Too much Dogma in the Catholic church. 2. Church. I don't know why father whathisname has to have homilies that last for three hours. He says the same thing thirty different ways, too. My mom even fell alseep during one of his homilies. 3. Thinking about Hot Cross Country guy during the Homily at Church. I like him. He's yummy. 4. Taking a nap. Okay, so this didn't tire me, I just figured I'd add it. 5. Reading internet stories. This makes my eyes hurt. Today I read "Grey Eyed Justice" by Dio. It was quite a good story. 6. Reading an actual novel. I got a new book today, and got a sizeable chunk of reading it done. It's called "Digital Fortress" by Dan Brown. After this I considered taking another nap. 7. Playing Soccer. I had another soccer game today. This time we got pounded into the ground. I played well; the rest of my team turned into stationary objects. 8. Attempting to fix my mom's ipod. It didn't work. 9. Running a lot for Cross Country. I got done running about thirty minutes ago. I kept tripping. Now I'm really hungry, but too lazy to go downstairs. Luckily, I have a stash of candy beneath my mattress. Should my mom ever look there for "Playboy"s (or what's more likely is "Playgirl"s), she'll be pleasantly surprised to find the remnants of last year's Halloween candy. There's not much left now. Just a side note: My mom is essentially Quinn Moore's mom. She is just as nosy, controlling, and mean, and I love her for it. Except when she makes me peel potatoes. -psychic psychopath

Speaking of Mag, where is she? I miss her.

Nice Try. Even newer than that.

The Final Clue (because I'm tired of waiting): This song shares its name with Idina Menzel's most recent solo album.

Well, to me, they are homoerotic. I hope I get some of those for my birthday once I'm officially "out". Also, I wouldn't stay at a sucky party, but that's because you get nothing out of staying at the sucky party. Being an Eagle Scout looks really good on college applications, job applications, and many other things. So it's the fact that I'll get something out of it that makes me too damn stubborn to quit. And no, it's not very fun.

I went to the grocery store today, and I was looking at the birthday cards, and there were ones that were homoerotic. There was a really hot guy shirtless on one, and it said "I was gonna buy you one of these for your Birthday..." on the front, and I said, "But I didn't know what size." I opened up the card, and that's exactly what it said on the inside. It's really sad when you can quote sexy cards like that, eh? Also, you know how up until this point my only schoolmate that I've seen outside of school is Hot Cross Country guy? Well, at the grocery store, I saw six people from my school. Six. Separately. The grocery store is the cool place to hang out for teenagers, eh? Good thing I was still wearing my soccer uniform. Speaking of which...we had a soccer game today.We kicked ass. I rock. Okay, so I don't rock, exactly, but I'm the fastest one on my team. Which is good. You know how I said I'd write a song about CC hottie? Well, I didn't have time to today. Ok, so I did have time, I was just feeling lazy. I do that often. So, in chat, I got hitched to Reaper'sharvest. Thanks Jules! I'm going to write my own version of "Here comes the bride" for when I'm walking up the aisle. I'm excited. Ummmmmm...and about Boy Scouts...I probably should have quit by now. I really hate it, and I want out. I'm just too damn stubborn to quit. I hate quitting. -psychic psychopath

You're right about the artist. She wrote it about her husband, Taye Diggs.

no...but good guess! I'm betting it'll be a long time before anyone gets this one. 99/100 people have never even heard of this song, and 98 of those people have never even heard of the artist. But SugarMag has! Another "extra" clue. Yes, Mag has heard of her. At least, I'm pretty sure she has.

I'd watcch out for that Chaz. He sounds dangerous. And interested in you. I don't know many straight guys that would hold me as I cried, but maybe that's because boys aren't allowed to cry here in Oklahoma. But still, keep an eye on him.

Clue #2: This song has only two instruments, acoustic guitar and congos (at least I think they are congos).

So, I've decided to start a band called Timmy and the angry chontraycthes. Chontraycthes is the taxonomic name for cartilaginous fishes, like sharks. It'll be an awesome band. So when I'm famous, I'll be sure to remember the little people. So Myr, when I'm super-rich, GA will be getting quite a bit bigger and fancier. I'm hoping we can even add Flash animation. I have big dreams. And a big mouth. So, uh, I was really busy for the last hour doing Boy Scout stuff. Yes, I'm a boy scout. Laugh all you want. I was tricked into it in First Grade. Okay, stop laughing now. I said STOP LAUGHING!!!!!!!!! Okay, are you done now? Yes, I'll wait. Okay. So I'm about two months away from being an Eagle Scout. But anyways, I had to do this really stupid badge about Personal Fitness. I wish there was a Physics merit badge. There's a badge for literally everything else. Literally. The new TOU chapter came out today. There was no sex, though. Unless you count the tidbit about Quinn joining his naked boyfriend in bed. That was kinda funny. I like TOU. Oh, hot cross country guy. I think I'm gonna write a song about him. Maybe tomorrow. I'll keep you posted on that. Whatever happened to Deana Carter? I remember about three months ago she had a new album, a new video, and was doing great. Then she kinda disappeared for a while. And now I haven't heard anything from her since August. It kinda sucks, actually. I like Faith Hill. Today on Yahoo Music I watched seven of her videos. I'm not sure where this whole entry is going. It's so very random. I hope I find some direction. Maybe. I'm a little crazy tonight. Where's my vibrator? Just kidding. I don't have a vibrator. Or do I? Goodnight y'all -psychic psychopath

Clue #1: This song was written about Taye Diggs. Have Fun!

Bad pun. Such a bad pun. And the sad country music thing...I'm thinking I'll call the song "Like shit we ran and the shit hit the fan." It has this great banjo part, too.

"Hit Me Baby One More Time" By britney spears.

So I finished this book earlier today, and in this book it talked about M-theory. M-theory is String Theory on steroids. So for about two hours afterwards all I did was read stuff on the internet about M-theory. I'm a nerd. But seriously, it's pretty cool. You should look it up. However, before you read about it, make sure you have a firm understanding of the theory of general relativity and quantum mechanics. Those would be helpful, because M-theory is what is used to eliminate 0 and infinity from physics. And By the Way, Einstein (or is it Einstien? I'm too lazy to look it up) may not have liked Quantum Mechanics, but he essentially invented it with his photoelectric effect thing. So he might have taught it, if they paid him enough. And a sub-rant that I have been wondering about: If the Big Bang theory has been, in essence, proven thanks to the experiment with the microwaves and the pidgeon crap, why is it still a theory and not a law? I wonder. We had a very important cross country race today. I didn't run, because only the varsity people ran in it. We lost. Badly. Hot Cross Country had a bad day. But so did everyone else, come to think of it. But he was still hotter than all the others. -psychic psychopath

Actually, I'd like to see how they answer this question. So carry on.

I'm amazingly bored today. As I was yesterday. And I will be tomorrow. All of my friends are out of town for fall break. It stinks. Anyways, last night my mom took away my laptop and said I lost it for the next week. Luckily, when I was seven, I found where my mom hides everything she takes away from me. So it's really no problem. I can get on any time she's either not here or she's asleep. So I'm okay. I have this friend whom I occasionally talk to on the phone, but when I don't answer my cell phone in time, she leaves 2 minute long messages on my voicemail. It makes me so mad! Also, when I'm talking to her, and we've been talking for over an hour, and I have to pee really bad, I'll say "I gotta go." And then she'll get all teary and say, "You don't like me?!" And I have to promise to call her back the next night to get her to stop crying and let me go to the bathroom. I mean, don't get me wrong, she's a good friend, but I wish she was amish so she wouldn't have a telephone. That would be nice. Hot Cross Country Guy. I said I'd mention him in every post during one of my previous posts, so there it is. Goodbye, all. -psychic psychopath

Oh, it's too late now. The seed has already been planted and now the flower is hungry for some Hot CC Guy nudity.

I'm stumped.

I don't really care about cut or uncut, as long as it's there. This reminds me o an episode of south park when Kyle's parents are going to have his brother circumsized, and Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny think that means they're going to cut his penis off. But Kyle is Jewish, so it's assumed that he is circumsized and that so are his father and his brother. But again, cut or uncut, both are beautiful.

Roaul from Phantom of the Opera

So...There is this teacher at my school who looks exactly like Albert Einstein. It's creepy. Anyways, we had an assembly today, and I was sitting with my friend, who, by the way, is not exactly the brightest crayon in the box. So Mr. Eintstein's clone walks by and my friend says,"Wow, he looks exactly like Einstein." And I'm all, "Yeah, he does...it's weird." And he says "He should teach, like, philosophy, or something." So at this point I'm trying really hard not to laugh (and succeeding) because I guess it's not nice to laugh at people who aren't very smart. So I said, "Or maybe he should teach, like, Quantum Physics, or differential equations." And he says, "Well, considering this school doesn't offer those classes, he should teach philosophy." I had to pretend to go to the bathroom because I didn't want to laugh in his face. Does that make me really mean? If so, I must say, in my defense, that philosophy isn't a science. Or a math. Or anything that Einstein would even consider teaching. I'm a meanie. In other news, Hot cross country guy is actually the friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend, and thanks to the magicks of xanga.com, I was able to see his xanga today. I read it three times, trying to memorize every little tidbit, and I read his profile, and I read his interests...Does all this make me a stalker? But I found out today (not through stalking) that he is in choir. So he can sing, too. Not to seem egotistical, but not as well as me. But to make it into choir, you've gotta be pretty good. So that's good. I like musicians. Peace out homie G's -psychic psychopath

Yep. Tis a good song. Ok someone else do one now.

All good guesses, but no. Clue #2: This song is sung by a green girl. And a bonus clue for GoBears only: Ask your wife. I bet she can help with this one.

Okay. Clue #1: This song has inspirational lyrics about flight (or levitation, at the very least).