Sunday, October 17, 2004

so aparently you need a blogger account to leave messages... i'ma just get rid of the comment thing... wow, post 6:25, this has been a shitty day

Oh my goodness i hate marching!!!

Bus ride
+Cold
+Marching
+Cold
+Bus Ride
=UNHAPPY CALEB

I need some cuddling
(=>.<=)

Friday, October 15, 2004

amazing as it is, i finaly got around to actually setting this thing up. like with a picture and profile and space for comments and junk and suff! \(^o^)/

(=^.^=)

I returned a bag of groceries
Accidently taken off the shelf
Before the expiration date
I came back as a bag of groceries
Accidently taken off the shelf
Before the date stamped on myself

Did a large procession wave their (Did a)
Torches as my head fell in the basket, (large pro-)
And was everybody dancing on the casket? (cession dance?)

Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want (now it's over)
Or, I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do

I will never say the word
"Procrastinate" again; I'll never
See myself in the mirror with my eyes closed
I didn't apologize for
When I was eight and I made my younger brother
Have to be my personal slave

Did a large procession wave their (Did a)
Torches as my head fell in the basket, (large pro-)
And was everybody dancing on the casket? (cession dance?)

Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want (now it's over)
Or, I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do

(So) So I won't
(Sit) sit at home
(And) anymore
(And) and you won't
(And) see my head in
(And) the window
(And) and I won't
(And) be around
(And) ever anymore
(And) and I'll be up there on the wall at the store

I returned a bag of groceries
Accidently taken off the shelf
Before the expiration date
I came back as a bag of groceries
Accidently taken off the shelf
Before the date stamped on myself

Did a large procession wave their (Did a)
Torches as my head fell in the basket, (large pro-)
And was everybody dancing on the casket? (cession dance?)

Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want (now it's over)
Or, I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do

Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want (now it's over)
Or, I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do

Thursday, October 14, 2004





You Know You're From Oregon When...


Your town has an annual chalk art festival planned for a day it's supposed to rain, people still show up, it starts to rain heavily, causing any chalk put on the sidewalk to float away. Very few care, and even fewer decide to bail.

Your children learned to walk in Birkenstocks.

You throw an aluminum can in the trash and feel guilty.

You complain about Californians as you sell your house to one for twice as much as you originally paid.

You only honk your horn if collision is imminent and never for anything else.

You consider something a "hill" (not a mountain) if it doesn't have snow on it or has not recently erupted, regardless of its altitude.

You consider "etiquette" a foreign word.

Most of your friends are from California.

You find a wallet with $500 and give it back to the owner.

You used to live somewhere else but won't admit it publicly.

You've ever ordered a half caff/decaf, nonfat mocha grande with sugar-free cranberry whip (or you know what it is).

You know a bride & groom that registered at REI.

If someone ran your car off the highway, you might drown.

You'd be miffed if the store was out of your favorite brand of water.

Every day is casual Friday.

Hear the word "ferry" and think of boats and long waits.

Know at least eight people who work for Intel or Nike, or used to work for Tektronix.

You think skiing always means being covered from head to toe, in snow or water.

Know that Boring is a town and not just a state of mind.

Have actually used your mountain bike on a mountain.

You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit under a raincoat.

You return from a California vacation depressed because "all the grass was dead."

Remember the date, severity, time of day, where you were, and how long you were out of power and phone service for every winter weather event in the last five years.

Have ever called your insurance agent to ask if your homeowner’s policy covers falling trees, flooding, or mud slides

You never go camping without waterproof matches, ponchos, and mattress pads that double as flotation devices.

You believe swimming is not a sport but a survival skill to prevent boating deaths.

You own more than 10 articles of clothing that have the names of microbreweries/brewpubs printed on them.

You think downtown is "scary" because you were panhandled there, once.

You replace your hiking boots with Birkenstock or Teva sandals when the weather gets above 60 degrees.

You believe people who use umbrellas are wimps or Californians, or both.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Oregon.





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(=^.^=)

so anyway, i pride myself on my ability to take philosophy tests. I can be remarkable articulate when i like.

My angst tastes like...
strawberry
Strawberry
Find your angst's flavor


Sugary and sweet, your angst is resulting from... nothing, really. You're actually living a very charmed life, and hopefully you're also grateful for it. If you have any angst, it is probably minor and you get over it with your optimistic and sunny personality before it can get to you. You're truly blessed, but be careful that you're not a bit too happy all the time; sadness, uncertainty, anxiety, and other negative emotions are a part of life, so be sure that you're not simply bottling them up or choosing to ignore them for now, because they most certainly will come back and get you later. On the other hand, some people just have great lives and great personalities, and if you got this result, you may very well be one of those, so give yourself a good pat on the back!

Tuesday, October 12, 2004





You Should Vote For Kerry

John Kerry

Though You'd Rather Vote for Michael Moore




Monday, October 11, 2004

To pick up roz: If I were to ask you for sex... would your answer be the same as the answer to this question?








You are a "Neko" (cat)

John Kerry





Friday, October 08, 2004

Chris: pfft
go for it

Caleb: i'm afraid she'd turn into a giant demon and engulf me in flame before dining on my flesh

Chris: oh
thats sounds like something out of inuyasha

Caleb: it does indeed
and i don't have a sword that kills demons

Chris: you dont need a sword
you have a saxophone!

Caleb: that *does* kill demons
you disagree?

Chris: pretty sure you can kill demons with a saxophone

Caleb: yep
it's a well known fact

Chris: so just bring your saxophone along

Caleb: i like my plan better

Chris: but my plan ends with sex
and saxophone use
my plan is better by far

Caleb: my plan has guinness!

Chris: so?
just insert guinness into mine
and there you g

Caleb: excelent
i suppose i don't mind the screwing a senior part
as long as there's not burninating and human flesh consumption

Sunday, October 03, 2004

*massive laughter* Caleb's blog has been hijacked, and you all are now under my evil spell. ...ehh, no, not really. I don't have any evil spells, other than the fact that I, Konie, have managed to figure out how to use Caleb's evil Mac. Those things are truely evil.

I rock. Well, *waves*.

~Konie

"i can't go in! My ass is still wet!"- Konie

"see caleb, 3 people can fit on your bed!"- erin and roz

I can never take my hat off again^_^