Spongeh Bobble!

I used to be really exited to blog, that was last week. That was when I actually DID something in the day. Now I  have to actually think of something to talk about. It's awfully dreadful, but I love it. 


Today, I half learned how to crochet. I realize that it might be thought of as only a girl thing to do, but basically I just want to be able to make cool things that I can wear. I also wish that my mom's sewing machine worked so that I could make things. I just have the strong urge to make something, and some days it drives me crazy. My first project that I plan on going for with crocheting is a black crocheted neck tie. Wouldn't that be cool? I think it is. Plus it would be a perfect tie to add to my collection of non-normal ties. I have a small tie that I wore when I was little, a thin white tie (kind of weird but not THAT wierd), and this tie except in red.

I think a tie crocheted out of yarn would be an awesome addition. (I realize I really don't have that many ties at all, but I plan on having a lot when I'm older. Tie's just aren't a necessity right now.)


I was doing the dishes a minute ago, and I noticed the EXTREME ABUNDANCE of sandwich making utensils. Peanut butter covered knives and spoons were in the mass quantity, and I had to get all the gunky peanut butter off them before I put them in the dish washer. The reason there are more of these than usual is that my mom accidentally bought two jars (Jars? Is it called a jar if it is plastic? What is a plastic container of peanut butter called?) of chunky peanut butter instead of creamy. This is the first time I have had crunchy peanut butter, and lemme just say, if you have not eaten crunchy peanut butter on bread before, go buy some now. I would always scoff at people when told me that crunchy peanut butter was good, and now I know. I am sorry I ever doubted you world. 


Was that even worth writing down? That was weird.


Here's something that made me laugh SO hard. You might want to turn down the volume before you watch it, there's a whole lot of screaming going on.

I DON'T LOOK LIKE JUSTIN BIEBER!

One story I forgot to tell you yesterday, is when I went to the store to buy ramen. I actually didn't go there specifically to buy ramen, but-

Ok, seriously? Google chrome does not acknowledge 'ramen' as being a word?!. This IS a word, isn't it?

Jeremiah and I were outside playing in da snow, and he decided to go to the store, so I decided to go with him, and I also decided to buy ramen while I was there. I decided that I needed it, and then I decided that since I needed it I should buy it. I decided.

When I went up to the counter to buy my ramen, the clerk at the time, a super buff Indian man, said to me, "Oh hey Justin!" And he even tossed in a little wave.

I was confused. My name is not Justin you know. So I told him, "No, sorry my name is Eric." Still thinking he had me confused for another shopper. Notice I didn't scream something like, "I am not a girl and how can you be so rude." That is because I am a nice person. And because I AM a girl. 


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I am not.


Without looking up from his work (What a hard disciplined man! He has LOTS of discipline!),  the other clerk said, "Yeah, he looks JUST like that Justin Bieber kid." I kinda chuckled to make him happy, and then waited for Jeremiah to buy his stuff. 

As we were leaving, the first guy yelled, "See ya Justin!" At the time, there was a teenage girl standing in line not too far away, and she whipped her head around to get a look at the boy of her dreams. Instead she saw me. She said, "Awww... He doesn't look ANYTHING like Justin Bieber!" And she's right. Maybe I have long swoopy hair, but it's blonde, and my face looks nothing like him. I am pretty sure that I can never go into that store without him calling me Justin again though. 

Me making a dumb face

Justin making a dumb face

See? NOTHING ALIKE. This isn't the first person that compared me to him either! One lady at my church told my parents, while I was standing RIGHT THERE, that "I can't get over how much he looks like that Justin Bieber kid!" I don't see it. 


It is kind of cool that some people think I look like someone who is so popular, even if it is Justin Bieber. I dunno, is that a bad thing?


Soon I plan on applying for a job at Meijers, a large branch store. I'm not sure if they are in every state, so I guess all I can say is that it is a very large branch. I am really excited about this, because it'd be my first job, and why wouldn't I be excited about that?

I had more things planned for today but I can't remember them at all. It's getting kinda late too, so here's a tune to listen to as you lie in bed trying to sleep. It will not help you. It will make you want to dance!

Didja dance? I certainly did. I DANCED ALL NIGHT LONG.


Also, Library Eric will not be here for a while, because I realized, with the help of Lex's comment, that he doesn't have to stay in this jerk state. He CAN change. That's why I sent him to a school that I found on the internet that can help him do that. Hopefully in a couple weeks he will return home and better and less annoying guy! If not, at least I have this time away from him. Wish him luck!


(I can't tell you which school because it, like him, doesn't exist.)


Au revoir, moi. 

Godzilla mayhem.

Here is something that my little sister and I wrote on a car trip a long time ago because we were bored. It doesn't really have any meaning, but I want to post it anyway. This is NOT the blog for today, OK?


We wrote this like this; one person would write a sentence, and then the other person had to write a small paragraph continuing the same idea, and then we would switch. I'll underline the first person's sentence. I will warn you, this is very strange, so if you don't like things that are really weird and don't mean anything, THIS IS NOT THE BLOG FOR YOU. The grammar might also be horribe, but I will write it exactly how it was written.


It was a dark and stormy night! When I looked out my bedroom window to see that- WOAH! It's a godzilla! And he's eating the mailbox! Mail is going everywhere, and it's going in the pool, where the spaceduck is swimming! Oh no! Godzilla noticed the spaceduck- GULP- there it goes.

The little boy stood up, grabbed the handle on his goop-filled wagon, and went on his way, Then he notices there is something in the goop! AHH!!! It's godzilla from last night! He burps out a million ducks from other kids. HE'S A DUCK THIEF!!!!

All ducks explode instead of dying! That's what the poster said. That is one weird poster. All of a sudden, godzilla exploded out of the poster. How did he do that? He, he, AHHHH he has a purple birthday hat!!!!

The upon the peaceful night, burst a flood of heavenly light, it was godzilla! Everyone rushed to grab the last of the doughnuts, the box of toothpicks from the cheese station, the silly string from the clown, and the rope made of celery. First, they cut up the doughnuts into little squares and stuck them with toothpicks, but they made the toothpicks hidden. Then the set a trap with the celery rope, and baited the trap with the toothpick doughnuts. Pretty soon, godzilla came into the room (he was in the bathroom), and bolted straight for the doughnuts, not seeing the trap of course. He quickly dug in. Then, he bit a toothpick, and he screamed with pain, rolling on the the ground in pure agony. Then then trap was set off, and the children ruched out and sprayed him with silly spray to humiliate him. "Your duck stealin' days are over" the sheriff announced.


That's the end. Now that I think about it, I kinda feel bad for the godzilla in the end. I don't think he really knew that stealing ducks was bad, and he can't help destroying things if he is that big. I dunno, what do you think?

[Title here]

Over the weekend, I stayed in the dorm of the school I used to go to, and I had an enormously great time. It was great to see my friends again, and it was really cool being able to hang out without the fact that I have to go to study hall in a few hours sitting in the back of my head like it would be when I actually wen there. I was there only to have fun, and I didn't have to think about ANYTHING school related. It was great.


I noticed that people will treat you much better when they haven't seen you for a while, and they know that in a few days they won't see you for a while again. Many more happy faces and hugs were tossed my way, and even two "Pankow, I love you"s, Both from the same person (Natsis, I love you too (Tell your beard I also love him)).


On Friday night, Jeremiah and I went out into the cement garden of the school, and we went straight to the shortest, steepest stairway. With shovels in hand we covered the stairway with snow, making it into a little hill. Then we took our wheel-less skateboard decks and slid down them. It was out pitiful attempt to create a snow boarding lodge. We only got one customer, and he never paid. Too bad. I think our problem was the severe lack of hot chocolate.


On Saturday, Krieger and I rode in the van of a complete stranger good friend of ours while he did a couple errands (During which we bought pot pies), and for keeping him company, he took us to Good-Will. Of course, while we were at Goodwill, Krieger managed to find two copies of World of Warcraft, and he continued to go on a nerd rant about how used versions of WoW are completely useless. We got some pretty good shirts there, I managed to find a Home star runner shirt!


AMAZING FIND ERIC! (<----- Sarcasm)


Library Eric, you don't know a good shirt when you see it, you don't even wear shirts most of the tim- WHY ARE YOU HANGING FROM THE CEILING?!? 


I WAS doing crunches, to take healthy care of my abdomens, but I found out I can only do 3. Now I am stuck here. 


Well I am not going to help you down, that should keep you from playing my ds and eating my ramen. 


Oh I am way ahead of you. I hid all your ramen, and I have your ds up here with me. 


Why I outta...


After 'losing' Jeremiah a mile from school (I'll tell the story tomorrow), playing Halo 3 for the first time in MONTHS, and then watching the Packers maximum wedgie the Bears, in a simple children's card game football, I had to go home, thus ending the super weekend. It was MUCH more fun that I can say in a blog, and MANY MORE times than I did in this one, but I think you can only put so much awesome into words.


OH! Also I am working on another comic, so that should be uploaded to my comic blog soon, and when ever the next issue of the school newspaper comes out I'll have another. I have been really ignoring that blog, but I am trying to make more comics now that I have gotten used to how this home school things works.


Here is something to hopefully make you laugh.





If I don't return, avenge my death!

Just a heads-up.

If you read the title over and over, it sounds strange. 


If you are here because you saw my blog's facebook page and you came here to see what it is all about, go to a different blog post, this one is bad. Just being honest.


Today I have nothing much to say, because I have been doing homework and internet all day. 


That... Rhymes...


Yesterday we got back from the concert REALLY late, so I didn't have time to finish some Algebra and History that I still had to do. Because of that, I had to do all that plus the homework for today. If you add the time it took me to do that to all the time I procrastinated, it pretty much takes up the whole day. 


I did have time though, to do one thing, and that is to make a facebook page for this blog. It is merely just a tool to maybe get more followers. I realize that not as many people can follow a blog, because of the lack of a blogger/Gmail account to do it with, but it is MUCH easier to just 'like' it on facebook and read a post every time I announce that there is a new one. If you want to go 'like' that, go ahead.  


I only have one other thing to say, and that is that I will not be blogging until MAYBE late Sunday night, because I am staying the weekend in the dorm of the school I used to go to before I became home schooled, to hang out with my friends and the like. 


Godspeed.

The people of the library.

I have decided I will blog everyday. I always look forward to blogging, and I like even more being done with one and uploading it, and I love even more when I get comments (hint hint), so whats the harm?

*Gulp gulp* Now I'm done with my brown sugar coffee. I know I shouldn't chug it, but it tastes so good and it warms up my cold feet. Which of you guys actually likes coffee? Because I know not everyone does.

Yesterday we ran out of brown sugar, and I had to use normal white sugar! >:(

Well yesterday, I was at the library, as I told you, but I don't think I have ever told you about it in very much detail. So here goes.

My library is fairly new, so all the computers are fast, all the bookshelves are nice and new, and there is more technology than in you library. The books there are all new-ish, so of course they had entire aisles devoted to those teenage girl drama books, because for some reason girls LOVE reading books that are as sad and depressing as the author can possibly make them, with countless deaths and suicides and all that whatnot. I don't know why, but I try and stay far away from those aisles. 

As I have made known before, I like reading certain Mangas, such as Naruto, One Piece (Argh, I ALWAYS misspell the word piece! I ALWAYS switch the 'i' and the 'e'!), Bleach, and the newest one I am working on, Fullmetal Alchemist. This library fully supports me in this by having many mangas, and updating it's supply whenever it can. In fact, I just borrowed ten books of Fullmetal Alchemist last week. I haven't read too many of them though, since my dad is making me read To Kill a Mockingbird... 

It also has many other books that I like to read, like John Green books(I just found Paper Towns yesterday, I have been searching forever for that book), Pendragon books (My sister refuses to read these, even though they are my all time favorites, simply because they are huge), and others that I cannot think of now. 

This library also has video games that you can borrow. You do have to pay a dollar for every week you keep it, but that is a very good price compared to what you can buy video games for new these days.

The thing to me though that is most interesting about this library, is the regulars. You know, the people you see there EVERY SINGLE TIME you go there, and you wonder how much they are actually there because no matter what time of the day you go, they are always there.

There is one man, who always is using the computer, writing some 80 page thing in Microsoft Word, probably some book. He always keeps the file on a pink flash drive. I wonder how much space an 80 page word document would take up? This man always has a bottle of expensive looking cologne with him, and occasionally he gives himself a squirt of the stuff. You always have to watch when you go behind him, or you might be caught in one of them. 

There is one woman who comes to sit in the comfortable chairs in the reading area and take a nap. She is wearing nice clothing, so I don't think shes homeless, but I can't think of any other explanation. Maybe she comes here meaning to look for books, but the power of sleepiness takes over her body and she just can't help but take a nap. 

I have cousins that live in Montana, and there are four states between Montana and my state. She goes to college in Minnesota, and she is in her colleges choir. The choir is very good, she and her choir once went to Europe, and sang in places in Germany, France, and  some other countries that I don't remember. They are coming to do a concert in a place less than an hour away from where we live, and less than ten minutes from a place my brother has a basketball game tonight. So tonight, we will go to my brothers basketball game, and then when it gets done, we will go to my cousins choir. This is a really awesome thing, because we see her about once a year (Well more if you include Skype), and because we have NEVER seen her concert perform before (Well twice if you include the internet)


Goodbye.

I made a mistake.

I accidentally forgot to blog yesterday, thinking it was today that I needed to blog. To keep things persistent, I will blog today, and then tomorrow, and then continue with the every other day thing. 

Y'know, I might just start blogging everyday. I dunno, we'll see what happens. 

Right now I am at that library where I wrote THIS thing. At the time I thought that was a pretty good blog. Now I read it, and I think it sucks. Whenever I look back at something I wrote or drew in the past, I always think of how childish and not funny I was, even though at the time I thought I was hilarious. 

FOR EXAMPLE: I was looking back at facebook statuses I posted a year ago, and I came across many where I thought, "Why... did I post that. That is really stupid." It makes me think more carefully about what I post.

Yesterday my brother and sister had school off for the anniversary of Martin Luther King Jr.'s birth, and of course, I am home schooled, so it was just us three at home during the day, we shoveled a neighbor's driveway, and then we had a bunch of time to pass. We decided to... 

You'll find out right after this message from our sponsors!

Don't you hate it when they do that on game shows? 


We have no sponsors. That's probably a mistake, since I'd get money. Maybe I'll get adsense, I dunno. 


And now we're back. Before we left, Eric was just about to tell about what he and his siblings did at home while his parents were out working. Let's see what he has to say.


We decided to watch some home videos of when we were little. You know, the ones that you have to plug in the VCR to watch because you NEVER use the VCR (I'm sure like less than 50% of households even have one)? Watching yourself as a younger kid is always really fun, because you can see how- HOLD ON.


My sister just sleep walked past me into the living room, walking like a drunken zombie, turned around and went back to bed. HA! If I was doing a video blog I would have got that on video! Well, it wouldn't be the first time she has sleep walked. Actually, she does it all the time. Sometimes you can even make her sleep walk when she is sleeping if you wake her up right. Most of the time she just sleep walks to the bathroom, uses the bathroom, and then goes back to bed. I wish I did that, it would be a whole lot easier than stumbling through the dark, tripping over a vacuum and cutting your foot on a couch that was cut in half to be converted into a dog bed (just last night actually, I did this exact thing! Huh!).


Well anyway, I think it's really cool to see how far your younger self has progressed toward being what you are today. I always wonder what I would say as a four year old if someone showed me my 2011 school picture. I think I would probably say something really strange, but it would be really cute because it came from a four year old. Four was obviously my prime age.


When we watched these videos, I realized one thing. Little Eric is EXTREMELY obnoxious. HOLY COW.


"Hey, cow's aren't holy."


"Well the dark spots on them, from a distance could be confused as holes to someone who doesn't know any better! Now go away Library Eric, I'm in the middle of something."


"Nyeh!"


Seriously though, every single thing being recorded, usually my baby sister drooling on the blanket she was lying on, I would be singing a song, or slamming things on the closet door, or whistling, or singing scat, or anything else obnoxious in the background. I was pretty impressed though, with my ability to not spam one song over and over. I never heard myself sing one song more than once. 


I just now finished the last half of this at 11:00 at night, right before I went to bed, because I had forgot to finish it earlier, and then when I had finally gotten comfortable in bed, I remembered that I hadn't finished it. I got out of bed for you people!


If I ever say 'Nyeh', or 'Nyeh~', It's a reference to this.

Plug into another power source.

No laptop, I don't need to, I am done using you!

So Nyeh! (It has to be capitalized)