I’m Rich Bitch
Remember that video game survey I told you all about yesterday? Well today was the today it was to go down, so my dad and I hopped on BART and tardily locomoted into the heart of the city, keep in mind there was about 30 or 7 stops on the way, but not one interupted my sleep and when I did wake up my dad took this wicked awesome pic of our reflection. Oh and I took this pic with a nice statue. So anyway I got there, and headed 15 stories up into the conference room where I signed in and got my own cute little name tag I could stick on my kashmir turtleneck. There were a buncha dudes sitting around, a mixed bunch to say the least, big nerds little nerds, red nerds, blue nerds, all these nerds shared the desire to get home as soon as possible and unpause their Halo game. I had different interests, while everyone, and I do mean everyone was busy playin video games on their cell phones, I was stuffin my pockets full of pens, the nice black ballpoint ones. Oh and did I mention there were sandwiches? Lots and lots of sandwiches, nice ones, with bread. I ate the sandwiches, I even ate the eggplant one, I had never had eggplant, the eggplant was good, so were the sandwiches, as was the bread. So all the while, everyone was too damn shy to get up and grab a sammich so I was pretty much cleanin house. Yeh my only rival was this mom who came in, a real meat-eaters delight, this big momma had to of had optimal towing capacity, I mean she was heavy. Anyway she was breathin lika uhh…something that exhales more than it would inhale, anyway, no one was sayin anythin till I mouthed “Darth Vader” and that finally gotta rise outta those game heads.
So by that time the people were ushering us inside the table so we could get the show on the road. One by one these guys were promenading into the room, bein read off from a list, than the lady stopped callin names and shut the door, there were still about five of us outside the door. Than she says how they have more than enough people so she paid us and I split. How you like that? A hundred bucks for eating sandwiches and crackin jokes about Lard Vader! Notta bad gig.
I got downstairs in the lobby, suspiciouslly loitered around a bit, made the security guys sweat a little bit. They kept eyein me as if I had an invisible turbin on that only they could see. One of em asked me if I needed help, and I said no. Keep in mind I wasn’t tryin to give these guys trouble or anything. So I was about to reach into my jacket pocket to grab my phone and I sware one of made this frantic leap toward me shakin his head and lookin around, and said “Oh sorry, we can’t be too careful.” In some ways I felt thankful that the fine city of San Francisco was able to protect and serve me, but than again I also felt a little wet from the piss that was soppin up my socks.
My pops and I ventured up the street, and up what seemed like every street in the rain, past the lit buildings, past the “pain” sign all the way to a resturaunt called the “Stinking Rose” which, as all Italians know is a euphamism for the almightly “Garlic.” The cool thing about this place is that they make everything with an Italian-load of garlic, garlic bread, garlic chicken, garlic garlic, and I sware to allah they had garlic ice cream, no joke. They had cool chandaleers that were different at every table, and big gypsy mirrors. The food was good, but I knew by the time I got home I’d be sittin on “The Stinky Toilet.” My heart is gonna burn baby.
Got back to the BART station about 8, felt way later, my dad snapped shots of me reading and other stuff, you can see the whole series by Clicking Here
So that was my day, and now I’m 100 bucks richer, I might spend some on a new host so keep checkin in and tell me if you notice a faster, more spacious NBHQ.
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The Days
The Monday:
Cold today, cold yesterday, even colder tommorrow. Seems like no one was at school today, I wish I was no one :P. Anyway, I did go today, and ya know what? J-Boy did too! No one has seen this kid for days and days, and today I was thankful to see his gleaming yellow head. Did I mention he’s my biggest fan? Cause he is, I check the stats, if NBHQ were a house, he’d have a little doggy bed setup outside, John was a dog, he’d hump NBHQ’s leg, but hey, for all I know he doe’s anyhow. So lunch rolls around like Rosie O’donnel and I saunter on into my maff class, test day by the way, and this sub, who I sware to god looked EXACTLY like father time squalled out that an earthquake drill was taking place and that we all needed to find shelter under our desks! Now believe you me, this man took his drills quite seriously ever since the ol quake of ’89 which rattled the hair right off the bastard’s head, so while I played twister with myself trying to fit all my inches under the these pint size desks the guy’s barkin at me. Whatever man, as I told Julia (left)I’m jus not earthquake safe.
Weeksend:
So Matty’s parents jus traded in there lexus…for a…new…lexus. This new ones gotta lexusload of tricks and gadgets not fit for my mind, dashboard mounted GPS, 6-disc in dash CD-changer, 16 gajillion watt stereo, heated/cooled leather seats, and the finale you ask? How bout a fuckin camera mounted right above the lisence plate, so when he backs up, you see whats goin on behind you without lookin in yer mirrors, so nice..so of course we had to take a pic of me tryin to put my mouth around it
So we drove that cloud over to Kairon’s pad where I laughed at his calendar, while I ingested the fuckin AMAZING flied lice he whipped up for me, Matt was content with his percimin, anyway I took one more look at the funny shit Kai had layin around his kitchen, and than we departed. Thats that, im goin to bed, post tommorow fo sizzler, sorry no “Morestuff” tonight.
Global Fruitball, Big Sodas, Scary Chainsaw Movies, and Ping Pong
My boy Jeff made this for me in math class, kids pretty handy with writing utensils:
Fruitball, the badass game that started a revolution, finally, the gap between produce and athletics was filled! A new sport, for the people, by the people, using the people’s fruit! Well it’s gettin big now baby, rearry big. We are now featured on Alldumb, Jaggle, and TTR2 which are all pretty bigass sites. See?. So basically we got like 150 thousand more hits overnight, and I’m predicting more. Wowee!
Headed over to Eberts house last night for a little late night pong ping with the fellas. Well that shit was shortlived, Mattyboy went chasin after some female tail shortly after my arrival, and that was that. Took the remainin fellas back to my place, sipped on dis, watched the old version of Texas Chainsaw, and than they passed out. Thats that.
– Another cool MySpace
– Racing Limos
– A Cereal Resturaunt
– Balloons are dangerous
– Maroon 5 Sucks
– Aliens invading M&M’s
– Trippy Shit
– How to make a crappy website
– Bad Lohan Photo
Fer Sizzler
So this is the first post on the brand spankin new news script, lot more features, like word count, Antispam capabilities, and ya can’t forget this clean new look. I know it’s not totally stretched out, I’ll fix that when I fix it, but for now you can enjoy in all its squished glory.
So anyway, I felt that the bird was dry, but my wonderful Zia( who claims to read the site daily, and also threatend me if I posted that pic of her ) seemed to enjoy it. Did I mention I ate the dinner at my Nano’s (Italian for grampa I think), he can’t cutta bird like my Uncle, but boy can he inhale one. Dinner took way to long to get on the table, so I busied myself with creating a perfect boxing dinosaur etch-a-sketch drawing for which I received much praise and acclaim. I also ventured beyond the confines of my Nano’s “very expensive black iron fence” and into the vastness of his backyard Orchard with my other zia she pointed at stuff, I looked on, than I climbed up a tree By the time we were done with that jibba jabba we could see that the bird has landed and we could hear the angry spearing of the forks beginning.
Dinner was aight, once again those candied yams took the pie, hadda little coffee that tasted like cinnamon, made some funny faces with the cousins and maintained composure while the evil ankle nibbling shitdogs from hell jumped all over everyone.
So I went home with my Uncle William, he’s the good one, the one I get my height and positive traits from. Heez gotta flippin sweet pad over in Danville, hes got a flippin sweet workplace that he bangs buck with daily, complete witha warehouse of state-of-the-art audio visual equipment, server, and the 178 pound ball of tape oh and did I mention he has his own office…cause he does
First day there we took his batmobile-like Corvette over to Arioness Custom Motorcyle shop, where I was a witness to the supreme awesomeness that lay in front of me, they had some real nice stuff, I picked this one out for myself, but the prices were a little steep. Just for the record, my uncle is the shit.
So I took my camera to school on Wednesday and took some snaps and failed to post em before now so here I go!
Alex lookin funny in 1rst period science/physics class whatever it is, Adam flips me off, Alexa looks flattering between classes, Eebs makes “the face”, Evelynn looks hillarious, My boy Fahaad, John Ferrel with his blonde hair, Classic Grayson expression, John boy,Funniest photo I’ve taken inna while,
Leonard COX, Ricky, Kelsie’s old paperboy that got fired, Wong. And my pops sent me this portrait Allison did of me when I was jus a wee bia.
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– ALLAH ALLAHHHHH!