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10/11/2005: "Critical Rambaling Mass Acheived"

Dear friends,

You suck.

Love Nick Korn.



...And now for a new segment here on WHACKED OUT, the explantion to that begining vauge and vaugely threataning statement!!!

Belive me, it's a good kind of you suck. It comes from that whole exception to the rules thing I got going on. Basically I think in the way that it's like "Normally, people have friends who they get along with and do things and end up all being like each other." and then I come along and be like all "::raises hand:: exception, I have no friends, and if I did I couldn't be like them." and then all you guys come along and are like "hey Nick, you wanna come do something/Can we come and do something with you?" and because you people are my friends I have to go "...DAMNIT! YES!" because you know, I love you guys and wouldn't trade y'all for anything. Not even a motorbike. I just need to get it through my head that I'm more normal then I'd like to be. Maybe because people who try to be different when they're really the same are just lame.

...Damnit, I just proved I'm lame, didn't I? Well that that put me in better with my firends?

Plus I've been doing a series of those "dear blank, please stop/fuck you/what the fuck/knock it off Love nick Korn" things. It seemed fitting in a state of sleep dep. Not that I really have a bad one, but I like sleep. Rwar.

Anyway, yeah, lemmie ramble this off so I can go pass out like I need to...

Fall makes me EMO I don't like makig choices to the point that I'll hessitate until I'm out of time and then the lack of time make the decisions for me but that really doesn't work to well Nora's cool I don't care what you think there's one prayer I like that goes give me the serenity to accept what I cannot change the courage to change what I cannot accept and the wisdom to know the difference cause those are all good things to have for good reasons and you can kinda insert whatever diety you want if plain old God isn't quite for you and after playing it I think Burnout Revenge may just be the kind of game that can tell you it fucked your mother and you would feel honored.


F*R*A*G: You know, you did preeety good there, Rabbit Hair.