I don't have any title ideas. :D

O hai human.
So today I was at a basketball game that mostly involved me aggressively hitting the valve on my baritone that kept sticking even after I put valve oil on it (non-band people: valve=button). And then I sat in the stands being a loner and occasionally cheering while our team did stuff that caused us to win the last game.

On a different subject, I've been told multiple times that I scare people. You may be wondering why someone as overwhelmingly awesome as me would ever be considered even mildly unsettling, but I'll explain for you people who aren't privileged enough to know me:
Every time I see someone that I at least know a little, I stare intensely at them for no particular reason.

For an idea of how long, continue looking at that picture for a few minutes.

Then, if the other person continues to look back, I slowly distort my face into something extremely disquieting.

See? That could definitely count as scary.
Another explanation would be that every time someone annoys me, and often when they don't, I threaten their lives. ...Jokingly, of course. *heh*

PONINTLESS STORY OF THE DAY WHICH IS PROBABLY A BAD NAME BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE THESE ALL THE TIME!
Today's English class involved my friend putting dots all over my book while I drew fancy lines pointing to them. My book is now heavily graffitied. Also, art class involved listening to a ridiculously long and constantly changing song while drawing the nothing around two stools, one of which broke while being set up but was put back together (kind of). And that's pretty much everything remotely interesting that happened today. I have a couple of post ideas in my head, but they don't fit in with this one so I'll come back later to post them.

GIANT MANEATING GERBILS WILL RULE THE WORLD!
-Xenon

You called?

Oh. Guess I was just imagining things, then.
Anyway, I have a story! If you know me, you probably know this already, but today one of the school clubs decided to make certain bathrooms and lunch tables accessible only to people wearing a certain shirt color. It didn't bother me much because I had a few friends wearing white shirts like me, so I wasn't sitting alone at lunch and eating my food silently like a loser. The one thing that bothered me was that a few colors got donuts at break, and white was not one of them. And I like donuts. Especially good donuts, which these were.
So basically, this was my break:

I have no idea what's going on with those people's hair. Also, this blog does not realize that if I edit a picture to make it right side up, I don't want it upside down. Just turn your head around or use your mad upside down reading skills if you're like me.

I just received word that all-A students get a free cupcake. Never have I been more glad of my arguable intelligence.

Anyway, the rest of the day passed with people screaming "FIGHT THE SYSTEM!" and tearing down the posters telling us what to do. And at the end of the day, it was loosely connected to racism. And then it ended and there was really no point to any of it. The end!

-Xenon
Professional screamer occasionally

How many flamethrowers in a herd?

Hey doods. My iPad really didn't want me to say that (Doors? Doody?) but I did anyway because I am a rebel like that. I'm a rebellious rebel who rebels rebelliously against those things that need rebelling against.
...Okay. Fine. Strictly speaking, I'm not much of a rebel. If it counts, though, I do enjoy doing strange things because normal is for n00bs who can't make a cake. Does that count? *insanity glare of craziness* BECAUSE IT SHOULD.
In other news, I've stopped being lazy and started actually trying at swimming, which isn't too bad except that I had a giant dinner and I'm still ridiculously hungry. I don't want to use up my chocolate supply this soon after Christmas... *someone yells FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS* Shut up, you. It's not my fault. Anyway, I would give you a picture to look at today, but I don't have enough time to draw one on my technological unit and my paper drawings are all unfinished. Also, I don't feel like searching the Internet for stuff because it involves my downloading the picture and then emailing it to the draft section, which I am too lazy to do. Also, it's beginning to get late-ish and I kind of want an adequate amount of sleep tonight while still reading/drawing for a while, so I'll be going.

Antimatter is neat.
-Xenon

Flibbery Jimjam Blubbermuffins, Harold!

HAROLD!! Come look at the computer!!
WHAT ARE YOU YELLING ABOUT, BERTHA!?!
SOME KID IS BLOGGIN' ABOUT US, HAROLD!!!
THE WHAT'S DOING WHAAAAAT???
SHE'S BLOGGIN'! ABOUT US!!!!
*crashing down stairs* WHAT'S SHE DOING, BERTHA!?!
BLOGGIN'! SHE'S BLOGGIN'!
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, BERTHA!?
SHE'S... Oh. Uh, I don't know.


On a subject unrelated to screaming senior citizens...
I spent my free time today reading upside down. Why? Because I can. The only drawback is that it's harder to find my place if I look up because the words aren't immediately identifiable. But now I must go because I'm playing trombone today. WHEEEEEE!

Blubbermuffins!
-Xenon

Hello there, human...

It's very, very nice to see you here. Extremely nice, in fact. Wonderful. I could not be more ecstatic to see you today.
Hm? What are you-WHY ARE YOU ACTING SO SCARED?! STOP IT!
Ahem. Creepy intro aside, I would like to inform you, the wonderful person reading this who has awesome taste in blogs, that my dog has eyes. Just in case you were wondering. She uses her eyes to stare at people. Much like I'm definitely not staring at you right now.
...Um. Anyway, yeah, my dog stares at people and occasionally has a random burst of puppy energy despite being 11 years old. Said dog is pretty awesome, and I'm not sure why I started talking about her. She's a cool dog, and she is committed to guarding the backyard every day. It's funny-she gets confused if we let her in too early because the yard is left to the cats and other possible threats that you can only imagine and I SWEAR TO YOU THEY'RE GOING TO BREAK INTO THIS HOUSE and that will be bad. But then she calms down after a while and stares at us humans again. And sniffs people's knees (checking for arrows, perhaps?) when they come inside.
I've basically run out of things to say and there may or may not be zombies attacking my house so I should probably grab a weapon and check up on that, so farewell.

*Kamehameha*
-Xenon

P.S. I looked out my window earlier and the moon behind a tree and some fog looked like a setting for a horror story. And now I want to hear a horror story, which is not likely to happen soon. *sigh* We listened to creepy music during art today while drawing shapes. I enjoyed it.
Bye for real now.
(That picture is totally supposed to be sideways, and you look funny looking at it. If you're not turning your head over, you still look funny.)

Shoutout to the Explosions Reading This

*KABOOOMGSHIWAKKGGHASJD*
What's that? This title makes no sense? *laugh* You don't know me at all, do you? Silly little sane people stumbling across my blog. How'd you get here, anyway?
That reminds me. I was checking my blog's stats (which is addicting for some reason) and I found that I get around 3 views every day in Russia. I am very confused. Also, if the Russian people are reading this, hi! I know three words in Russian! Yaaaaaaaaaaaay! And if anyone else is reading this, hi as well. I don't know who you are. *smile*
So I went to Barnes and Noble today because I hadn't been in a whole week and got a copy of L Change the World. The only copy they had, by the way, and there probably won't be another anytime soon. My Barnes and Noble is terrible about restocking manga-there are several ones I've bought that are still missing. This saddens me. But back to the point, I'm really excited about this book. Disregarding the fact that I'm halfway through another book and have several others I'd like to read, including one I got today that looks wonderfully freaky. I like books. Don't judge me. *suspicious glare*

Aaaaanyway, I don't seem to have any more topics to discuss, so I'll let you, my dear hypothetical readers, go on with your lives. Have fun.

FRUITS.
-Xenon

Extra post! Get excited!! ...I SAID EXCITED.

I was bored today, so I drew some pictures. One is a dragon that isn't quite done yet due to being complicated, and the other is this:

:3 Have I mentioned that he's my favorite? (L from Death Note if you're wondering)
Also, drawing this made me hungry for cake and sad because the volume of Death Note that I ordered because Barnes and Noble didn't have it hasn't come yet. And I'm hyper for some reason. Yay! *flail* *alarmingly distorted face* *scream* *levitation*
Hamsters are on my television talking about Netflix. Just thought you should know. Wouldn't it be awesome if there was a hidden message in this blog that I planned out from the start? I wish I was cool enough and had good enough planning skills to do that. ...Actually, just the planning part. I'm more than cool enough to do that. I mean, haven't you seen me? Assuming you're not some random person I don't know?
Anyway, I'm getting off topic and have no ideas for the rest of this post. If you object to this, scroll back up and stare at L for a while. There's also an option to scroll down and look at Hiei if you want. Plus a couple of other characters and maybe *gasp* a topic with a point! Go look!

I see you~ *smiles*
-Xenon

My Favorite Horse :3

I'm pretty sure I've mentioned my favorite horse a few times on this blog. If you don't know him, he's a short Morgan who looks something like this but with markings that I was too lazy to draw:

He's also exceedingly smart and hardly ever willing to slow down. We have a game called "When I Pull the Reins, You Forget Your Training" that we play a lot (mostly during shows). He actually has gotten better about that, and about tucking his head and picking up the right lead. But he still decides to mess with me occasionally. I guess the reason I'm writing this is because I rode him today, although he was actually unexpectedly well-behaved this time. He got a treat at the end of his lesson (we have another game where I make him guess which hand the treat is in, which he plays enthusiastically), and then proceeded to hit me with his nose for no apparent reason. It was adorable for a while, but then he decided to push my face so that my head hit the wall, so I told him to stop it. Being the good horse he is, he stopped. And then I left him in his stall after I was done grooming him. Anticlimactic ending FTW!

Also, while I was writing this, a random roach showed up in my room and I had to stop writing, rescue my unwrapped candy, make sure the roach was dead, and move to a non-infested room. I also drew you a picture because drawing is funsauce.

The writing above the roach says "Here's the problem! Too many toasters!" and the brown object on the wonderfully depicted dresser is chocolate.

I don't even know why roaches exist. As food for other animals? To crawl on things? Why are they here!?
That's about it.
-Xenon
Founder of the future What is the Point of Roaches club

Cats=Diabolical fluffballs.

A couple of days ago, I was sitting with my cat, Duuuuuuhk (who is, at least as far as I know, adorable and sweet and not at all irritated with his strange name). I tend to talk to animals constantly, because just because there's no proof that they understand English doesn't necessarily mean they don't, so I asked him if he was plotting anything.

In response, he jerked his head up and stared at me with an offended look.

This, coupled with his later shocked reaction to the same question, qualifies as suspicious behavior. I'm sorry, kitty, but you've lost your chance to kill me before I suspected anything. Too bad. *watches cat closely*

-Xenon
(DISCLAIMER: I actually love my cat very much, and his behavior is more that of an innocent, easily startled puffball than that of a murderer. Usually.)

(OTHER DISCLAIMER: I don't sit on the floor all the time, despite what my pictures may lead you to believe. I'm just too lazy to draw chairs/beds/sofas.)

Swimming Wonderfulness

Yesterday was my first swim practice since before Christmas. I'm usually a decent swimmer and I enjoy practice, but this time... was different. If you don't care, you should get out right now because I've got a story today.
Firstly, practice was later in the day than normal. This gave me more time to eat dinner/chocolate before practice with no regard to its effect on my speed. It was also at a different pool, which has a low ceiling, peeling paint, high windows, and (here's the important part) only four lanes as opposed to the normal eight. Basically, we were all crammed into this pool (which was, by the way, really shallow) in a room that looked like a horror movie set. You could see the potential murderers just waiting to come in and kill us all and then swim in our blood while we screamed for mercy and then died before anyone heard up because, as far as I could tell, there was no one else nearby. If you scare easily, I'm sorry for that description. Moving on. Secondly, our entire practice was freestyle, which is easy but also causes me to slow the practice down because I'm not exactly the best freestyler. I decided I could live with the shame of being lapped repeatedly because maybe I'd get faster as a result. But then I remembered the wound on my leg (long story involving skates attempting to chew my foot off at the ankle), which the water decided to attack violently every time I kicked. This was frustrating, since the wound doesn't even hurt anymore and isn't big enough to complain about anymore. Not wanting to mess up my leg and possibly give it foot plague after working for so long to fix it, I decided to kick with one leg instead. I ended up looking something like a handicapped fish. Who never had any swimming lessons. And also other fish keep hitting it because it can't find the center of the lane to use as a guide. I kept having to cut off the end of the set so that I wouldn't make the practice take forever. Of course, this wasn't helped by my goggles continuously fogging up and filling with water, causing me to lose visibility so I couldn't stay out of people's way when they passed me again. The people passing me chose to alert me by slapping me and swimming uncomfortably close to my leg, which caused me to become angry. The only outlet for my rage at the other swimmers was to scream dramatically every time my face was underwater. And every time I tried to breathe, someone would be passing me and would kick water in my face. I ended the practice feeling somewhat unhappy about my performance and the involuntary behavior of the other people, but I decided that freestyle is indeed my worst stroke and I could kill them all doing back or breaststroke.
I COULD KILL THEM ALL.
*creepy grin*

For those of you who didn't read the whole thing, here. I drew a handy picture to summarize this story:

And for those of you who were too lazy to pay attention to the picture, I made you another picture and advise you to find a brain somewhere:











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Eybdoog
-Xenon

How I spend my time

With access to the Internet, that is.


...okay, maybe not *all* my time. But a good portion, if I can find something suitably nerdy to look at.
Look behind you!
-Xenon

A few drawings :3

I drew a few pictures recently that I thought I'd show you.

This is the original drawing I did for my cousins because they wanted to color one of my drawings. I took the picture so I could see what it looked like before they colored it, and it looked like this:

The final product is a few pictures down because I don't want to mess up the code trying to cut and paste it up here. Enjoy these two others.


I felt like drawing a horse made of water for fun, so I did. It ended up looking slightly evil, but I still think I like the result:

L sits in pretty much the opposite of a good riding position. And yes, that was my immediate thought when his character was introduced.

And finally, this is Jello (my cousins named it) several minutes and a pack of flattened colored pencils later:

My family is great.
I will return with more to say at some point.
Sayounara.
-Xenon

Unicorns on faces.

That is a unicorn standing on Light Yagami's face because Light is a terrible person who deserves unicorns standing on his face ALL THE TIME. In related news, I think I've found the most awesome punishment ever.
Explanations for this picture: I wanted to show you people my cool new unicorn that I got today, but I couldn't think of a suitable and convenient backdrop so I opened my new volume of Deathnote and put it on Light's face. Good enough. *shrug*

I HOPE YOU APPRECIATE TODAY'S POST BECAUSE I WROTE IT JUST FOR YOU.
OKAY, MAYBE NOT *JUST* FOR YOU.
JUST... JUST APPRECIATE THE POST.
Au revoir~
Xenon

Demons and my distorted view of them.

...I have no idea why I drew that...

But since I should really work on staying on topic, I'll get to the point. I was just thinking about this TV program I saw a while ago about demons and how they can invade your life and mess things up. Most people watching it were probably either skeptical or freaking out because there were demons entering their body every time they breathed (yes, the guy on TV said this), but I, being the awesome person that I am, was thinking about how Hiei hates being around people too much to voluntarily climb into their mouths for no reason. Also, I'm pretty sure you'd notice.
I think I probably missed the point of this, didn't I?
Yes. Yes I did.
Hey. This guy said that martial arts gave you demons. I think Goku would have something to say about this.

I'm running out of ways to make this funny.
Hey, guess what! In 500000 days, it will be 500000 days from now! This has been a pointless announcement from Xenon.
My cat is fluffy.
-Xenon

A picture of me :D

If anyone who doesn't know me reads this (and wonders what I look like), I posted a picture of myself for your convenience:

Hehehe.

No, seriously, I'll shut up now.
-Xenon

Purple.

I forget where I was going with this post. So here are some references.

...Actually, never mind. I'm too lazy to say anything clever at the moment.

Chocolate <3
-Xenon

!!!RAEY WEN YPPAH

That up there. That is me.

Slightly exaggerated, as I was in the car coming back from the game at midnight, but yeah. If you couldn't figure it out yet, I'm an Auburn fan and was therefore quite pleased with their victory today.

That said, HI GUYS! IT R B NEW YEERZ! TELL UR FRENDZ! I HAVEN'T POSTED HERE ALL YEAR!! UNTIL NOW!!! AREN'T YOU HAPPY!?!?

I <3 chicken, loljk I'm a vegetarian except for bacon because it's cool. There was not much point to that sentence, was there?

I haven't done anything productive all year. Yay me! Have you? I bet not unless your life sucks and/or you have something important going on.

Later doods, I'm leaving to eat chips. *overenthusiastic wave*
-Xenon

Disappointing Zombies. Also, Shall.

Thought I'd greet you with a picture of Japan. Just for fun.
So. I'm going to a football game later, which shall be entertaining. (shall count: 1) If you see a kid in an epic zebra hat, it's probably me. Don't kill me unless I'm staggering around and trying to eat people, in which case I'm a zombie and am dangerous. If you just see me screaming about brains, that's just normal me.
*sigh* I just remembered how I want to go back to DragonCon and how it's not until next year. Gives me time to understand more references, I guess. :P

Nothing has changed since last post. I still can't stay on topic for longer than a few sentences. I also failed at saying shall a lot, so shall shall shall shall shall shall shall. (shall count: 9 unless you count that I'm still saying it in my head)

I'll stop bothering you now.
Be prepared for the zombie apocalypse. You could be the difference between a minor outbreak and the apocalypse.
Wiedersehen.
-Xenon

POTATO.

Mashed potatoes have pretty much the same consistency as normal potatoes. I was just thinking about that for no reason. People mash them out of cruelty. *frown*

...I'm not a hypocrite. Evil doesn't necessarily mean cruel, you know. I have standards.

Pudgy. That's a funny word.

I should stick to posting when I have something to say and/or when I'm hyper. It makes for more interesting posts.


~look at me still talking when there's Science to do~

I should leave.
CAKE.
No, seriously.
I <3 pasta~
Are you still there?
Target lost.
Naptime.
-Xenon

Let's see if this works...

It's sideways, but hey. After working on this for about 30 minutes, I don't feel like worrying about that. Anyway, I drew this on my iPad because I was bored. Isn't it beautiful?


...*glare* Say yes.

LFIEHBIOJAETBGOISENGSIJTGNOSGFAHKGGGXGGZGZGGZIUGADFUADFVOJVUIDOFAGBAFDIJOBAERGOBXXAAR

Have you ever wanted to say something interesting but been unable to think of anything? All of your stories are lame, you aren't mad enough to rant, nothing interesting is going on, and your technology will not allow the sharing of pictures? And also you're a T-Rex so typing is hard on its own and you can't really be bothered with making things up?

Yeah. That's EXACTLY what's happening to me right now.

Okay, I admit to being a human and not a dinosaur. And my arms are proportionate to my body. Probably. It's not like I've tested this thoroughly, but I'm reasonably suRRAAAAAAAWR-I mean sure.

You know what's weird?
"You?"
Hush, hypothetical readers. Yes, I am weird, but so are llamas. They have interesting hair. It's all funny and puffy. I don't know how I suddenly switched trains of thought from dinosaurs to llamas.
I'm out of ideas. My iPad has locked at least three times since I started writing this. Admittedly, it's partially because I'm watching my cousins play Skyrim and it's distracting lay awesome, but there's also nothing interesting to say. *siiiiiiiigh* I wish more people read my blog so I'd have a better idea of what to talk about, but I'm also kind of glad that few if any people are reading this stupidity. Also, I'm not sure how to get readers without it being taken to mean "PLEASE LOVE ME LOOK AT ME I'M SO COOL AND YOU SHOULD READ MY BLOG BECAUSE I'M COOL AND ALSO WHY DOES NO ONE LOVE ME." In other news, that is the definition of a run-on sentence. Now you know.

I wish I could stop writing this because it's become a blog post talking about this blog. That's not the direction I want this to go. It used to be a bunch of anime pictures, but now that this iPad doesn't want me to post pictures, I have to actually think of stuff to fill the posts or disappear forever. And I don't want to disappear forever.

These recent posts are doing more harm than good in the area of gaining readers. I'll stop bothering you now.
Insert interesting farewell here.
-Xenon

Two days in a row! Does anyone even read this anymore?

Heeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyy dooooooooooodz.
Wanna read my blog? OF COURSE YOU DO. I hope that, if you even cared about this blog in the first place, you have forgiven me for my long absence. All I can say in my defense is that I'm incredibly lazy and busy when I'm not lazy (and when I am, usually).

On with teh postings. I'm teaching my cousin to play L's theme on a toy keyboard. Have you noticed that all of my recent posts involve my cousins and L? Explanation, if you want one: I'm at my cousins' house and I've been reading/watching Deathnote lately, in which L is my favorite character. But this is uninteresting, so I'll switch topics again in the hopes that one of them will hold your interest a little. If anyone comments, I might learn which topics to avoid and which ones to discuss if I ever want readers. Great. Awesome. I'm rambling again. I NEED TO QUIT THAT.

So. Have I ever mentioned that every time I read/watch/hear a good story, I become deeply attached to it until I find a better one, and usually not even then? My mind is built for geeky purposes. The first time I did this was when I read Harry Potter in first grade. I belonged to the story for the entire time it took for me to finish it. I still do, actually. It was my first taste of an actual good story. I have a freakish talent (if that's what you call it) for completely fixating on something. Except things that other people think are important, like school and cleaning my room before it becomes a mass of confusion and piles of random crap.

I'm still not being interesting, am I?
I could tell a story. It's not long or particularly good, but it has a bit of a point.

So you know how I said my mind fixates on stuff? It's not always books. When I was little, my friend and I were the most dramatic children ever. We constantly had theories (we are witches, her doll was secretly alive, etc) or were acting ridiculous for no reason. Once, we found a bench with packed dirt under it on the practice field. Our child logic said that there was no way the dirt was packed because people's feet were there all the time. There was obviously a trapdoor and possibly buried treasure and/or a dragon surrounded by skeletons. Did I mention we were obsessed with horror stories? And still are? Anyway, we dug with sticks for several days and got some more people to join us until we either found out that it was just dirt or a teacher told us to stop. I forget which. This has been the story of how my friend and my quest to find buried... I don't know what we expected so I'm calling it adventure... under a bench at recess. Teh endz.


PEACE. LOVE. BURIED ADVENTURE.
I may or may not be stalking you. Just FYI.
-Xenon

I AM SO BORED.

You know how I keep saying I have nothing to say but this is my third post today? I actually don't have anything to say. I'm just making stuff up at random. Because I'm bored and I can't think of anything else to do. This probably isn't the best pastime as it involves my sharing idiotic and barely coherent bl


OOOOGGGG PPPPOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSTTTTTTTSSSS.
See what I mean?
Anyway, I'll just try to make some sense and/or keep your interest for the duration of this post, which will last until I think of something better to do.
My cousins are trying to make a fake movie about fighting, in which two of them fight/argue, one "films," and I sit in the background blogging and sitting like L. Have I mentioned that I've picked up that habit lately? Oh, and I'm also supposed to scream gibberish when my cousins are done fighting. Fun fun.

Nevermind. We were just screamed at to stop. So anyways, we've had cake for dessert two nights in a row. Ice cream cake. With really good frosting. I like cake, as I believe I've mentioned before. Moving on. I. Like. Being evil. *creepy smile* I'm still wearing my awesome zebra hat, which is great and really comfy and stays on my head and I don't look ridiculous because it's a ZEBRA so people don't think I'm being serious. Which I almost never am, but some people still don't know that.
You know one drawback of this iPad? You remember how I usually use adorable anime as filler for my posts? This device seems singularly designed to make this hard to do, especially since I'm used to my dad's computer with Windows and Explorer and stuff. I have no idea how to use the less obvious features of this thing. And I'm also not particularly good at figuring out technology. So I guess my dear readers will have to deal with not having adorable anime until I can figure it out/get on my dad's computer.





And now for a story(ish thing):


Derp, so this one time I was derping around like DERP DERP DERP DERP and then something happened and I was all DERP!?!? And then the thing that happened derped and everything exploded and derped. TEH ENDZ.

Okay, I think that's all for today. I'll stop bothering you for a moment, at least. Peace. Love. Derp. Anime.

Still no dying.
Xenon

Extra Post of Marginal Failitude

To make up for my long absence. Which you probably didn't care about, but hey.

So I have some pictures on my cool new iPad that I'd like to post, but it doesn't want me to so I'll have to think of actual content now. (If you were wondering, the pictures are of Hiei, L, and cartoon me.)
Firstly, my cousins and I were on the trampoline earlier playing Dead Man, which soon turned into dying really dramatically and eventually we all fell over and screamed while the dog stared at us confusedly. When we got bored with screaming and being dead, we went and swung on a rope swing and then came back inside and ate cookies violently (or at least I did). I am quickly running out of things to say, so please wait while I think of stuff.

Potato
Squirrel
Chocolate
I like dogs
Futon
Planes
Inferno
Brain

Ok. I'll take another stab at making a good post. *stabs* Oh! Hey! Topic!

I do not like being stabbed. I'm pretty sure most people also don't, but I can't be sure. Maybe I'm just weird. But having sharp objects jammed through my flesh doesn't sound enjoyable (I believe I've stated this before in that one post about ear piercing). There's a dog on the futon where I slept last night and the dog's name is Floyd Louis. He's an epic dog that likes being Floyd and existing. Everyone says his name in a weird accent because he's Floyd.

BEEP BOOP BAAP BIIP BUUP BYYP. THAT ARE NOISES.

I had to do a project on Russia a while ago. It was actually fun as Russia is my favorite Hetalia character, but I got an A- because I couldn't find reliable information about the government (the Internet mislead me and my books were oldish so I wasn't sure about them and also it's called the Russian FEDERATION so why did I get that part wrong?) but at least it wasn't a B (I'm used to As. Interpret that as you will.) and I definitely need some As in Geography to balance my B-level derping in the first semester. Enough about school, as it is break and the concept of school happening again depresses me deeply. My cousin just said CHICAGO for no reason, but that is irrelevant.

Phew. IPad just died, but this post saved itself so I don't have to rewrite anything. I like that feature. So anyway, I've pretty much exhausted anything even remotely interesting to talk about, so I'm going to go ahead and post this and then maybe watch YouTube or eat something or look at my pixel ponies. Which, according to some overprotective and extremely religious mother somewhere, are evil. I can't tell you where to find that rant except by looking at people's forums on Howrse.

I'm rambling. I should stop.

No dying while I'm gone.
Xenon

I haven't disappeared. Much.

So you might have noticed that I haven't posted since September. I apologize and offer my laziness as an excuse. It gets in the way of productivity quite often.

Moving on. As you should probably know (and if you don't, I'll be worried), Christmas was a few days ago. It was an awesome year, as I received an iPad that I'm using at present, a super awesome zebra hat that I've worn every day since I got it, a talking turret flashlight, a stuffed zombie, a ridiculous amount of chocolate, and several other enjoyable gifts. My cousins got Skyrim, which makes me jealous and which I'm watching them play right now. It seems about as awesome as I've heard.
In other news, I have recently become obsessed with Deathnote. Of course, it's rare for me to not love an anime, but this one is wonderful and addictive. For my hypothetical readers who don't know Deathnote, it's about a notebook that kills anyone whose name is written in it, with certain restrictions that are complicated and I should stop talking before I tell the entire story. Suffice it to say that it is, in fact, very awesome and you should read it. Especially if you're twisted like me and enjoy reading about crazy people. Oh, and L. L is great.

That's pretty much everything I have to say. Comment if you wish (which you probably don't) and remember to check every once in a while if you want to read my increasingly rare posts.

Peace.
~Xenon

My shirt is a Jupiter.

So doods. I was at a band competition on Saturday, where our band was about the second or third smallest one there. We did our show (The Planets, hence the Jupiter shirt), marched off the field, tried not to die of heat exhaustion, and got all depressed because we were convinced that we sucked. The performance was something of a disaster, even compared to a few of our weaker halftimes. But the judges thought differently and gave us all superior ratings and eight (I think) trophies. AND we were the best band in our class, and lost to the huge impressive bands with around 300 people by just a few points. Success? Yes. Yes it was. We then rode the bus back home, got there around 2 AM, and slept as late as we possibly could. Especially me, as I got up at 7:30 for riding. Then there was play practice on Sunday, and I was almost late because I was still waking up.

Speaking of the play, this one is quite entertaining. If you've ever heard of The Complete Works of William Shakespeare Abridged, that's what we're doing. Somewhat shortened and edited for an ensemble instead of three people, but yes. And I get to be Tybalt in Romeo and Juliet, which is awesome as it involves a swordfight, much screaming, and a dramatic death scene. Fun fun fun fun funfunfunfunfun.

Is there anything else to say? No, no there isn't. Has that ever stopped me from talking before? Nope. Lately I've been working on adorable/creepy characters that look like skinny doughboys with shiny eyes that are really far apart, and can now pose them, give them outfits, and draw other characters like them. I also have several really insane drawings in my headache machine notebook (optical illusion, muahahaha) that I would post here in my normal habit of bragging about how great my art is, but I haven't scanned them and they're small and the scanner would probably make them look weird since they're in pencil and wow this sentence is really long, and I'm still ridiculously tired from Saturday (in case you forgot, it was the band competition of epicness), and I'm not stopping this sentence until I can fit in one more mini-sentence in, and now I've done that so I think I'll finally add end punctuation! Exclamation point!

Point being, I like chocolate.
Du riechst wie ein Fischermann,
Xenon

YOU THERE. READ THIS POST.

YES YOU. YOU WITH THE FACE AND THE HAIR AND THE CLOTHES. (if there are any faceless, hairless, and/or clothesless people reading this, I apologize. Also, you Facelesses and Clotheslesses, please stop freaking me out.) COME HERE AND READ THIS POST. IT'S GOOD

FOR

YOUR





SOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUL.

Soooo, now that I (probably) have your attention, I'm going to tell you of some of my amazing DragonCon experiences.
Firstly, the costumes were awesome and sometimes slightly scary. I met some people with a color-changing portal gun, the girl who built the Wheatley puppet, a lady dressed as a hat, someone dressed as Link who never once broke character, several of Chell, a few My Little Ponies, some realistic zombies, a few elaborate but unidentifiable costumes, some apes, someone wearing a bumper sticker for a top (which was deeply disturbing), more than a few amazing shirts that made me very jealous, some guys from various anime, especially Goku (I saw about 5 of him). There were also some people in huge cardboard Minecraft costumes, several countries (America, Prussia, Switzerland, Chibitalia, and Canada) and a ridikkulus (hehe magic joke) number of Harry Potter people.
I met a bunch of cool people, mainly nerdy artists and stuff, including the Artix Entertainment people who made DragonFable and are partially responsible for my geekiness. I was recognized as GLaDOS, mainly because of my nametag and personality core necklace and the fact that I was walking around with Chell (my cousin), and I got a ton of pictures with various people. I also bought a wooden katana from a place where they were actually selling real swords, daggers, and other cool weapons, three shirts (lemon grenades, all your brains, and Piccolo), and acquired a small collection of buttons to go on my Bag of Holding. Sadly, I didn't find anyone dressed as Hiei, Vegeta, or Russia, otherwise I would have about a billion more pictures.
(Reading through this, I've noticed far too many parentheses...)

Anyway, this is getting to be a bit long so I think I'll leave the rest for later.
If you were too lazy to read that, this should sum it up for you:
IT. WAS. AMAZING.

Elefanten,
Xenon

Bwomp blap boop. Low brass.

I'm (temporarily) back from the void of laziness and limited free time that stole me recently! Let us rejoice!

Why have I returned to this blog, you ask? *ignoring yells of the NOBODY CARES variety* Because, dear stalkers, I will be venturing to a magical world of awesome tomorrow. That world is a haven for nerds such as myself with my mostly-done cheap GLaDOS costume, known as...


DRAGONCON! *dances* *can't dance* *stands still instead*

Yes, stalkers, I'm going to DragonCon and DragonCon is where I'm going. If you're there and you find a sketchy brown-haired kid in a lab coat holding a companion cube, it might just be me. How awesome am I? Very awesome.

That's about it, except for this one thing:

Here's the Morality Core as a human. Android, actually. And now that's everything.

Team neutrality,
-Xenon

Bears are anti-column.

The title is actually relevant to something today! There's this house in the country that I visit sometimes, and there's a huge bear who seems to enjoy taking out chunks of the columns with his claws. He hasn't been seen in person yet, but he doesn't seem to like the house much.

Moving on to something entirely irrelevant...
Remember yesterday when I said I'd show you some pictures I have? I remembered!

This is a random drawing I did of a horse. It was the first one I've done in a while, so it turned out better than I thought it would.

And here's another horse on the beach. I didn't add color because I thought it might ruin it.

Last one for my more realistic pictures. This is my dog, Bootle. It took a while to draw her because she kept moving and I had to get all the details.

This is Russia. I drew him in art class when we were watching a movie and I didn't feel like coloring him.

Stella (a character I made up-look at my older posts) standing on Hiei's head. Hiei is hopelessly confused.

Last one! This is the best Hiei I've ever drawn. He turned out way better than I expected, since I have a ridiculous amount of trouble making the guys I draw look male. Also, his hair is complicated. Point being, I definitely did not begin this picture expecting anything but a terrible picture to hide in my sketchbook and forget.

Now that I'm done bragging about my art, I don't really have much else to say. So I'll type some gibberish. KJhgouawhgu;GUDAIKGAUILGFYIGJHGU!! LIUWSGIFGWYILFGSJFLGWU! ILUFGIUSGFUSHF:udykuilsughilughgL:U:GHDSUAITJLJGJHZK&ISFG(S&876g87TGG&*S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Life is a rectangular oval. Eat it slowly.

-Xenon

Chinchillas with Bazookas

Firstly, that is TOTALLY gonna be the name of my rock band, if I ever have one. Secondly, WILL IT STOP BEING SO HOT!?! I am burning. Slow-roasting, actually. I had to wake up at 7 this morning for cross country pictures, and it was already burning by 8:30. My dog is already inside (she usually stays out until around dinner) because it's so hot that she might overheat. WINTER. I'M SORRY I EVER DOUBTED YOU. PLEASE COME BAAAACKbutdon'tfreezeusallk?

In other news not relating to the heat, I'm getting something else from ThinkGeek as soon as it ships. I'm not telling you what it is, but I might give you a picture of it when it's here. For now, suffice it to say that I think it's awesome and I'm extremely excited about it. And that means that it must be cool, so keep reading my blog every day to hear what it is. And then continue reading it. (SHAMELESSADVERTISINGSAYWHAT!) Also, I plan on posting later today (or tomorrow) with some new pictures. If you share my Hiei obsession, good news! There's two of him. As well as some horses and my dog. So check back soon.

Diabolically Yours,
Xenon

Leik ZOMG.

So yeah, I know most crazy people would have written "liek" if they wanted to talk funny, but the spelling part of my brain is, apparently, German. In other words, ei is pronounced eye, and ie is like ee. This is why I always get mildly confused when writing ceiling, as it goes against that rule. I did not mean to say leak or leek, so I wrote leik, which is pronounced like like (or leyek, if you feel like quoting me). Now that my exceedingly boring description of how I spell stuff is over, on with the rest of the post!

Heh. I've always thought this was funny.

Does anyone play Howrse? It's a pretty cool game for horse people, though it can get annoying at times. You have the elite breeders that nobody can catch, the new players who want your best horses for ridiculously low prices (I rarely have that problem since my horses are far from elite), and the extreme abundance of rules (Less than 10 characters? Too many smileys :D, CAPS LOCK, or tooooo maaaaannyyyyy oooooofffff ttttthhhhheee saaaaammmeeee lllleeetttteeeerrrrr???? Did you put anything more offensive than 'stupid' in your post? Did you put a player's name in your post? Is there an outside link? NO SIR, YOU'RE NOT POSTING THAT). But overall, fun game. And there's no rule against giving your horses ridiculously nerdy names. If you do have an account, my name is Barbaruffian. Come visit.

And for my last picture, since I'm too lazy to go and find more, here's a bunch of DBZ characters! *Bulma dies* One less. How "sad."

Lastly, today was full of swordfighting in band, heat, a power outage that lasted 4 hours, heat, Italian food, and heat. Also, it's hot.

Au revoir!
~Xenon

Boopadoopadoop.

HEY GAIZ GUESS WHAT!?! MAI PHONE BE HAUNTED. *switching to normal speech mode* It keeps not ringing and then the person who called usually hangs up immediately. It's an old phone without caller ID (the other phone used to, but it died), so I always wonder who was calling. Sometimes I even pick up the phone and nobody's there. Do we have a stalker? Wrong number? Nervous peep? Caller keeps forgetting (s)he's mute? WHAT IS THIS!? *derp*
RANDOM PICTURE TIME!

Adorable.

:3

Remember me mentioning DragonFable? It is now chibified.

That's everything, I think. OH WAIT!

NOW that's everything.
Fare thee well.
-Xenon

Floo Powder Power!

Firstly, did you get that reference? ...Or my text? Well you didn't text me back...
To all of you poor, confused Muggles, go look up A Very Potter Musical and come back full of awesomeness.

Huh. I seem to have very little to say today. I'll remedy that by saying pointless stuff until you get bored and leave.

Pretty!

...*dies*

Why? Why is this adorable? I think Cell's gonna murder all of us...

:3 You know I had to.

Okay, enough with the pictures. I think that's plenty. *totally doesn't think that*

So, in other news, I got a letter jacket for band today. :D It was the first day of band camp, and our music this year is really fun. There is that one part that is complete murder (involving an uber-high note that I never play in anything else, and that I'm expected to play quickly here). Also, uber is German for over. People should stop using it to mean very. It also has an umlaut, but I'm too lazy to hunt for anything passable as an umlaut right now. (That's the two dots over the u, for you people who don't know accents.)

?level rewop sih yas retuocs eht seod tahW !ategeV

!!DNAAAAASUOHT enin revo s'tI



Yeah... that's about it.

Auf wiedersehen.

-Xenon

Gems from Fourth Grade

Looking back, I'm pretty sure 4th grade was the beginning of my awesomeness. I have a notebook full of stuff I drew/wrote then, and I feel like sharing some stuff with you. I was, of course, an amateur awesome person back then, so don't judge. Don't steal anything or I'll personally come to your house and assault you with weapons made of salt (just for the lolz).
Here's something resembling a poem:

Hello! My name is Fred
because I'm dead
in the head.
When I slept in my bed,
a guy named Ned
came out and said,
"I am Ned
of the kingdom of Bedhead.
I live under your bed
and my city is all dead."
I said, "I don't care about your dead
city under my bed.
I'll move the bed,
and light on your city will shed."
Ned said, "No! I'll get rid of my dead
city under your bed!"
So I picked up Ned and threw him off the roof.

Here's a list of the stuff I'd need for a school trip:

Camera
Portable CD player
Handheld hangman
Brain
Self
Hair
Clothes
Life
Air
Shoes
*Several lines of scribbles. One looks like it used to say baloney.*
Espanol Chicken identity

Later on, using the journal in 6th grade...

Here's some kind of song that my friend and I wrote:

A rug
A rug
A rug
It's on
A TV
And I can see
A flea
Lalalalalalalalala
It's looking straight at me
And I think
That it
Will kill me in my sleep
So I get
My light saber out
And try to hit it
But I miss
Every time
So I try
To eat it
But it tastes
So crappin' bad
That I spit
It out
TheeeeeeeeeEEeeeEE end.

And then there's a picture of a terrifying person that my cousin drew with swirly glasses and earrings that says "I don't like pickled mayonnaise! Or mayonnaised pickles."

And here's the last one. I wrote it on the band bus because I was bored.

I met a guy named Nat.
He told me I was fat.
I met a man named Larry
Who said my face was hairy.
I was feeling rather sad,
Till I saw a guy named Tad.
He said that I looked bad.
Then he called his friend Willy,
Who said that I looked silly.
And then I said, "Oh really?
I'll call my best friend Billy."
Well, to call Billy sure was silly,
Since he said my dress was too frilly.
Then I saw a dude named Paul.
He suggested that I crawl
Into a hole in the wall.
Well, I turned to Mr. Moore
When I met him in the store.
He turned and said, "Whoa Nelly!
Your feet are really smelly."
Okay, I get it.
I'm beautiful.
Now shut up.

The end.
-Xenon

Band Nerdiness

So. Greetings, my human (or otherwise) readers. Who here knows DCI? It stands for Drum Corps International, and it's pretty much professional marching band. They performed in Atlanta last night, so a lot of people from my school's band went to watch. It was AMAZING. The marching, music, colorguard, and everything else was awesome, and I got to try on a crazy green headdress from one of the colorguard costumes. And then I had glitter all over my face. It was also really fun because we're bandies, and therefore awesome. Point being, DCI is definitely something you want to see.

Speaking of things you want to see, I saw Cowboys and Aliens today, and it was really cool. Classic Western stuff like horses, gunfights, etc, mixed with crazy alien technology that kinda reminded me of Portal. Yeah. Go see it.

And the last thing I'll say before I go, since I really don't have much to say today, is that I'm in the process of making a GLaDOS costume for DragonCon. :D Most of it isn't ready enough to show you people, but I can show you the personality core necklace I made for it:

Wood beads, white spray paint, Sharpie, and white ribbon. Also, if you feel like making anything with Sharpie, don't use clear spray paint afterwards. I had to completely redo Anger and Logic because it ran so much. Curiosity and Morality were okay, but the lines on the back of Curiosity and the edge of Morality's eye are a little blurry. It still turned out pretty good considering I've never drawn on a round surface before. It's harder than you think. The other things I made with the remaining beads were a string of crazy faces and the dragon balls. I'm planning on making Wheatley, Space, Facts, and Adventure later, but they require more effort because of the spray paint.

That's everything. Comment if you want, but it still won't let me reply.
-Xenon

Nerd Origins

The title is relevant for once!

Nerds are like superheroes, because everyone has an origin story. My last post was ranting about my love of dragons as a small child, but now I'm going to tell you how I became a true nerd. It's a three-part story:

1: When I was 6, I saw that my mom was reading Harry Potter. I thought it looked cool, and demanded that she take me to the library so I could read it too. About three minutes into the first book, I decided that it was awesome and I've loved it ever since. Also, I know some people who still don't read it because it's too long. I tell them that I read it in first grade and that they should be ashamed.

2: In 5th grade, my parents made me try band, even though I didn't want to. It was one of those cases where your parents are right whether you like it or not. I love my trombones, Mrs. Blatsy von Blatsman and Trigger, and my baritone, Jaws. (Yes, I named them.)

3: I'm ashamed to say that I wasn't introduced to anime until last summer (Blame my lack of proper TV channels). I had seen the style before on DragonFable (which, by the way, is an awesome free game that you should play), but I didn't know anything about it. I was staying at my cousins' house for some reason, and they asked if I wanted to watch Dragon Ball Z Kai. I started watching it when everyone was on Namek, right before the Ginyu force arrived. I was so confused, but I still loved it. I remember the first line I heard- in a recap at the beginning of the episode, Bulma said "Oh Vegeta, you horrible monster!" I didn't know Vegeta. Then I found out who he was and I was all ZOMG EPIC SPIKY HAIR! :D

And now you know my story, assuming I didn't bore you to death. Laterz!
-Xenon

Warning: Demons.

Of the Yu Yu Hakusho variety, of course.
Anyway, I was at the farm (aka funfun epicsauce) this weekend. There's this golf cart there that my cousins and I ride around all over the property. Most of the land is forest, and there are tons of trails all over it. At one point, we went on a trail that we had only been on once before and missed the other trail we were looking for, and thus ended up at the very edge of the property. When we tried to go back, the golf cart decided that it would be a good time to break. We had to walk all the way back to the house from one of the farthest possible places, and two of my cousins were barefoot. And it was a really rough trail, with limbs in the middle of the road and everything. The lesson here is to always wear shoes if you plan on going anywhere less than foot-friendly with a machine that may or may not last the journey.
The rest of the farm trip was pretty awesome-it involved crazy backwards tube rides, skiing, horses, dogs, companion cubes (IT FINALLY ARRIVED), a dance party with Dutch music, juggling, a random game during which I destroyed everything in existence (including limbo) and thus became existence itself, a failed TFS marathon, and various other things.

In other news, I am planning on going to DragonCon this year! :D I'm working on an awesomesaucempossumflossem GLaDOS costume to wear. My backup is the Saiyan armor I wore for Halloween last year, if I mess with it a bit to make it better. If you're going, look for me.

I NEED THESE.
Later,
Xenon

Random Nostalgia Fest

GREETINGS. Read this if you feel like wasting some time.

So here I am at my house, not doing much but waiting for my companion cube (GRAAAARGH IT'S STILL NOT HERE!!!1!!one!!!). That's it for the news section. Now on to the fun part.

So, has anyone else noticed that it's REALLY FREAKING HOT? Or is that just me? ;) Well, I haven't come up with anything to make it better, so I guess I'll just change the subject again.

ORD!

Ah, Dragon Tales. It was my favorite show when I was little. It was also among the only shows I got, since my TV is both ancient and lacking in the field of channel variety. Ever wonder why I'm so addicted to anime now? Mostly because it's awesome, but also because I didn't have any on my TV as a child. I still don't, actually. But anyway, back to Dragon Tales. I've forgotten a lot about it, but I remember the twin dragons (apart from Ord, they were my favorite), the pink one named Cassie, the kids who went to the dragons' world through their playroom, and the teacher dragon who spoke Spanish a lot. I always wondered how they flew and what was up with those necklaces. I actually had Ord and Cassie costumes that I wore all the time when I was little, until they both broke. And now that I'm older, I still like dragons (though more of the wish-granting or fire-breathing variety).

That's about all I have to say. If any of you humans wishes to comment, tell me your favorite show as a small humanling. (Humanling. That's a funny word.) And, if the site doesn't want to be stupid, I'll attempt to reply. Don't feel bad if I don't, though, since my blog doesn't like to hear my own feedback.

FAREWELL,

Xenon

Oh look, it's you guys. And you're floating...

One of the best lines from Charlie the Unicorn, and one that applies to my everyday life as well. (What? You mean you don't float around with your unicorn friends or scuba dive in midair!? WHAT UNIVERSE IS THIS!?!)

So anyway, I got a haircut earlier today. It's shoulder length with layers, and I find it enjoyable. AND it still goes into a ponytail, which is always good since I need a pewnehtayl to reid mah pewnehz. If you read that as though I spelled it normally, good job. If you couldn't understand it, out. Now. I have no use for you. *places you in a bottomless pit made of portals and watches* Stop screaming. It's distracting. Where were we? Oh right. Nowhere.  hiu <--I tried to make my cat say hi. Close enough. Now say hiu back to Duuuuuhk. I'm waaaaitinng...

Okay. He left. That's what you get for not returning his greeting. Bad, bad humans. *hits humans with a stick*

Well, that's about it. FAREWELL, MINIONS.
-Xenon

Mohawk Farm

I don't know the meaning of that title any more than you do.

Okay, so the first thing I'd like to say is that IT IS SO HOT WHY IS IT SO HOT I'M BURNING WHY WON'T THE SUN STOP DOING THAT!?!?! This is coming from someone who likes summer, hot weather, swimming, and everything summerish except the increased number of bugs inside. Blah. Also, summer is slowly drawing to a close. For you people who still have time left, SHUT UP. My last two weeks of summer are full of band camp, which, while fun, is also murder. And there's still summer reading, blah blah blah blah... *dies*

*stands back up* So anyway, I'm done being pessimistic now. I ordered an Aperture Science Weighted Companion Cube from ThinkGeek yesterday. If you aren't familiar with ThinkGeek, go look at it. Now.

Wonderful science! I'll love it forever. Also, while at my cousins' house last week, I read the entire DBZ manga. You ask why I didn't do this earlier, and I say KA-ME-HA-ME-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Anyway, if you survived the LAZAR, it was awesome. I also met some Dutch people who were cool and went to a cheesy/awesome theme park with permanent fair rides and huge funnel cakes. Very fun. But then it stormed so we had to leave. Hm... what else happened...

*saves the universe* You missed it. :D

I don't think there's anything else to say. Goodbye Caroline!

-Xenon

Want to kill a few minutes?

Cool, you're already doing it. Great job. Actually, I don't think that requires praise now that I think about it. ANYWAY, I was looking back at some older posts here to refresh my memory on what I've said, and I found a picture of chibi Hiei in a gift box. You know how I always tell you to buy me stuff? Know what my next gift idea is?

Yep. A baby chinchilla. That would be pretty adorable, but if anyone can somehow make Hiei a real person and then send him to me, that would be awesome. Really, really awesome. Like, worth me giving you real money and being your BFF and possibly never bothering you again, if you're really good. I realize that most of the stuff I want that I post here is actually attainable, or at least tangible, and I know that Hiei is an anime character and I cannot have him because I live in the real world where people are not made of lines and there are no demons attacking the human world (as far as we know) and there are no quiet, violent guys with spiky hair and third eyes walking around, and I know that I'm a human (still being debated, actually) and would not know him even if he was real, but allow me to present my side of the story: CHIBI HIEI. IN A GIFT BOX. NNNOOOOOOOOWWWW.

Okay, that's about it.
-Xenon
Wasting your time since you started reading this.

GRAWRARRGHBLAAARCHHHZZRAWR

No, seriously, that's the post title I'm going with. Know why? Because GRAWRARRGHBLAAARCHHHZZRAWR, that's why.
...Moving on. I saw Super 8 earlier today. If you haven't seen it yet, go see it soon because it's awesome. And if you have seen it, let's say it together: It's AWESOME. Unless you didn't like it, in which case I really don't think this blog is for you as I enjoy a lot of stuff similar to it. In other news, Blogger doesn't want me to post comments. :( I tried to say something for about 5 minutes and had to log in about six times, and it still didn't want me to post it. So if you decide to post a comment here and I never reply, don't worry. It doesn't necessarily mean it was uninteresting. Maybe the computer was just having its daily mental breakdown. (The computer and I have some friendship issues. Nothing too big, but try not to offend it as it's my Internet access and the only one that can handle Portal.) Also, I was under the impression that I was going out of town to the farm, which is  happy funtime, but apparently not. So I had to go run instead. How awesome is that? Very awesome. Perfect. Great. Incredible. Can't complain. Smile-worthy. Spiffy. Awesomesaucempossumflossem. Other synonyms for good.

Was there a point to that chibi Hiei? Not really, unless you count ZOMG ANOTHER ONE! as a point. Every time I think I've found every cute chibi Hiei out there, the internet proves me wrong. Thank you, internet. Thank you so much.

That's all for now. Byez.
-Xenon

Well then.

So I'm here, and for some reason I'm already dressed for a party tonight even though it's just 3:03 (rounding the time is for losers). I rode ponies today and didn't do much else. Hm... I was at my grandma's house a couple of days ago with my little cousins, Stephanie and Jennifer. They're adorable, but it gets tiring since they need to be playing something all the time, and Jennifer is a huge Justin Bieber fan. One word: Gross. I'm still working on getting Baby out of my head and keeping it gone. If I reminded you about that song and now it's stuck in your head... *snicker* you're welcome. And I'm sorry for the pain you must be in. On that subject, the little girls have made a plan to make me like Justine (that's not a typo): They will convince me to go to a concert, where he will pick me out of the crowd and break up with his girlfriend, then we'll get married and Stephanie will be able to like him without being judged.
Yeah.
And they seem to think that this is a foolproof plan and I'll cooperate with it.

While I was visiting, we went to my grandma's friend's house and saw an adorable miniature mare and foal, plus a little stallion named Hans. Mo, the foal, was adorable. He kept trying to eat our clothes, and he would run around the pasture every few seconds. There were also several goats who ate out of our hands and a big dog. This should be my house, as I am a surprisingly country person despite my computer addiction and house on the busiest street in the city.

So yeah, that's about all I have to say except that I'd like some cake, thanks.
-Xenon

Insert post title here

Yep, it's still summer. I just checked. I got back from the beach last week (which was really fun) and finally finished Portal 2, then replayed it and finished in about a day. Now the summer cross country workouts have begun. I'm just two days in, and I already hate it with every fiber of my being. That's about it for all my news that you probably don't care about, so I'll at least shut up about that.

As you might know if you watch me constantly, I refuse to get my ears pierced. Even if it means passing up some cool stuff and having to choose painful clip-ons should I feel like adorning the hearing implements attached to my skull, I have a problem with getting holes punched through my skin. BUT! I have come up with a deal to satisfy my mother, who wishes I would go ahead and get my ears stabbed and filled with jewelry: if she can find earrings that look like personality cores or dragon balls, I will allow them to be jammed into my earlobes with (hopefully) minimal pain and suffering. Those of you who have already had your skin punctured with a tiny pressure point may say it doesn't hurt that much. I say that I'm more against the idea of a piece of metal being inserted into an artificially-made hole in my ear than I am against the pain of it. But it'll be worth it if I have something geeky to wear as earrings. As a side note, I didn't know there were so many different ways to phrase 'ear piercing.' Huh.


THERE ARE SOME IN EXISTENCE. Now I need to get my hands on them.

*nerdy excitement*

*nerd, nerd, nerd*

*yep, still a nerd*

That's all.

-Xenon

President, Being Alive Club

Antimatter

So hey! School's out! *party* I've already been to the farm (where my cousins and I go to have awesome nerd fun and ride in boats and golf carts) where my cousins and I named a donkey Cave Johnson, walked to the edge of the property (which is a LONG way) to see some ponies, found the entrance to Aperture Science and Chell's house right next to it while riding on the golf cart, sat around a fire slow-roasting marshmallows and singing random songs with people we don't know that my cousin's cousin invited, and rode crazy speeding death traps behind a boat. So far, summer has been pretty awesome. Friday is my birthday, and I'm going to the beach Saturday. I don't even know why I'm telling you this stuff. I guess just to make you jealous because I bet your family gatherings aren't as awesome as mine.

So anyway, I'm almost done with Portal 2 (finally) after much slow testing, several deaths, a tight schedule, and a glitchy computer that didn't want me to pick up or put down cubes. Now I need to get past the DEADLY NEUROTOXIN. I'd probably be done already if it weren't for my short attention span...













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Why did I do that? Good question. I'll leave you to wonder.rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Whoa... I didn't mean to put in all those extra r's. Foseriushness. Well, I don't have anything else to say (most posts here tend to end like that, huh?) so I guess I'll stop wasting your time. Unless you want to keep reading. In that case, read this post again. And again. And again. And again. Will you? Of course you will.

See you in the comments (if you feel like commenting, you mean humans who never comment D:),
Xenon