The bowl takes the worst abuse.

Ooooooh man/women, I am exhausted. I don't know where all of you live, but if you live in the Middle-East, you know what kind of snow I am going through. Even if you don't live here, you probably know. Apparently we are going through the biggest storm in this nation's history. This pretty much sums it up:

That's not my dog, even though mine looks exactly like that.

So where there's snow, there's shoveling jobs. For some reason though, I never went out to do any, until about 8:00, when someone actually called me to go do it. I had shoveled for them before, and they knew my phone number from that.

So I put on my coat n' stuff, and I grabbed my shovel, and I walked over to the ladies house. She wasn't there, because the house was a house that she was trying to sell, and she lived elsewhere, so she was planning  on paying me at a later time (I trust her). When I got there however, I saw it. Someone had "generously" snow blown the entire side of the block. Whoever did that, I hate you.

Now what would I do? Do I pretend that I did it and just leave? It certainly crossed my mind. Then I realized the driveway was still covered in snow. Only when it is covered in 12 inch deep snow, waiting to be shoveled, do you truly notice how big a driveway can be. Did I mention that the snow is a whole foot deep? To make a long story short, that was the most exhausting thing I have done in a long time.

It is time for me to talk about something that has been bothering me. Do you remember when saying 'Epic' was cool? If someone said, "Dude, that was so epic!" You knew that whatever that dude did was pure awesome? Well it's not anymore. Or at least in my opinion, it is not a "cool" word anymore. But now, exactly when people stopped saying it, the media started "spamming" it almost. I cannot go one day without hearing it in a commercial, or seeing in a magazine article. I don't know if this is your opinion, but if it was up to me, I want the media to STOP USING THE WORD EPIC!

Remember how I mentioned my crochet learning? LOOKIT WUT I MAED!

I am so excited about it! Because now I know how to make the neck tie, it's just a matter of doing it.

Ooooh! Today I got my PS2 to work again! It was broken, and that made me sad, because I have spent many hours playing that PS2. About a week ago, I took it apart, and looked on the internet for ways to fix it, and all that came up were some really complicated things. I can say that I am moderately good at fixing things, and my brother is even better, but I wasn't ready to do any of those things. Today, I looked at it, dusted out the inside like crazy, and cleaned off the lens that reads the disks with a Q-tip. I screwed it back together, and it worked! I was so happy, and when I get done with this I am going straight downstairs into my room to play Spiderman 1.

Btw, Q-tips are NOT meant for cleaning ears.

Oh, and that counter on the WAAAAAAAAAAAY bottom does not count how many individual people view this blog, but instead how many times the page has been viewed.

Meh...

Now that I am home all day, the days seem to go by so much faster. I don't like it. How can I make my life slow down?!?!

This weekend, my parents were gone, so I stayed at my friends house the whole weekend. A whole three days and two nights. It was great, because I didn't have to have the thought that my parents were coming to pick me up in a few hours, and I could just focus on doing what guys do when they go to friends houses. Playing video games for many hours in a row and eating fast food.


On Saturday, we built a tiny snow city, only to destroy it with 'meteors'. We then rebuilt it and destroyed it twice more. Then we went inside, and played with Legos in the basement for 6 hours. Playing with those Legos really brought back memories of playing Legos for manyhousr as a kid. It was really fun. 


I have been reading "Paper Towns" by John Green a lot today, and it makes me feel like just DOING stuff. The rebelious character Margo Roth Spiegelman makes me want to go explore an abandoned mental facility, or break into a theme park at night, or even... to run away...


Of course I won't do any of those things, but only because it's winter. We'll see what happens in the summer/spring...


IF you have no idea what I'm talking about, then you probably haven't read Paper towns, and  I then am telling you that I am FORCING you to go read it. 


Recently I forced my sister to read the Pendragon series, and she was EXTREMELY reluctant. She just got it from the library today, and she loves it. It's gotta tell you something about my taste in literature.


I bet you've heard of the SUPER amount of snow we are going to get out here in the middle east. Tonight already we've gotten close to two inches, and the snow is scheduled to come tomorrow. I went outside today, and randomly sprinted around the block, and then I just sat outside until my face got too cold, just sitting and listening. It was today that I realized that when snow is falling heavily, there is actually a sound with it, a beautiful silent whooshing sound. It is really nice to listen to. 


Yesterday was my brothers birthday, so I really quickly made him something in MS paint.

Like I said, really quickly.


This is something that really will put you at ease when you are trying to sleep. 

The song was made with only sound clips taking from the Disney movie, Alice in Wonderland. I just find the song beautiful. 

Wow... did I really just use the word beautiful twice in the same blog? SHAME ON MYSELF.

Gotta go, Buffalo!

Sorry for previous blog, I was really tired and everything I thought in my head didn't exactly get typed right. Oh well!


Today I added a sweet tie to my pitiful 'collection' of ties, and it is all thanks to the glorious Goodwill. My brother wanted to go to get a sweatshirt or something, and I noticed the HUGE rack of ties that I had never seen before. I rushed over there, and I looked through them, and they were pretty nice, but there were none that stood out to me. Then my brother noticed it. A black clip on bow tie! Only $1.99! I want to wear it to church on Sunday, but I don't know what my mom thinks about that. I will try to post a picture later. 


I... have nothing else to say. I am going back to blogging every other day, because this just isn't working. Sorry! 

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?

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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!