The Hiding Grounds of the Lynx

Lynx has no meaning to me its just a cool word and a funny animal. Anyway, the reason i have hidden is because it had previously occured to my that my site was lying dormant waiting for anyone to notice it. If you found my new one, well, your fuckin brilliant and cheers to you. My old blog was beginning to smell of rotten cheese, possibly some sort of grease, or a biscuit... moldy that is... anyways im off to a new start and trying to find my cheeb, its hard, but possible. Because i am the Lord of the Cheeb, Still got some kinks though...

What The Hell Happened To Me?

For some strange reason lately of stopped worrying or caring about everyone and everything. I dont feel the need to spread rumors, i cant be mad at anyone, instead i just find myself kinda phasing them out of my thoughts. what is the reason for this sudden change? Did i eat to much on thanksgiving, did i spend too much time with my mom and somehow have her bitchiness rub off on me. I miss myself, as stupid as it sounds; and another thing i run out of things to say really often now. Kinda like right now, im just blabbering on and on about nothing and slipping further and further into my ego. But it also doesnt matter cuz no one reads my blog anyway. Now its time for me to sum up everyone in at least 1 to 3 words:

Alex: Unintentional Egomaniac

Guy: Awesome Yet Emotional

Joe: "Amazing Mechanic"

Mike: Cool Again

Emma: Sex Monster

Tia: Confusing But Kind?

Big Jon: Not Gay (But its still fun to joke about it)

Timmae:Typical Cool Dude

Britney: Gross To Me

Brianna: Too Attached (I Dont really hate her i just really like to piss her off)

Xong: Worries Too Much (Dont blame her though)

Well there ya go, hope you had fun seeing what i think about you, you egotistical bastards. And if i offended you dont comment, cuz i seriously dont fucking care. PEACE!

Depression is gay... in the bad way.

Now for another complaint to anyone who is depressed (not mentioning any names or i might get sodomized). Just kidding its not just you Brianna, and by the way, your rich, be happy. Anyways, while i was talking to myself five minutes ago i realized something, none of you mother fuckers have the right to be depressed (including me). For the men, if you want to know what depressed is, cut off your dick (balls included). Because then you will have to get used to being more womenly than other guys, alot more, like boobs and such. So then youll worry alot less about not getting laid ever or not getting married ever, or getting dumped by your EVIL EX-GIRLFRIEND (And what the fuck is with this i feeling alone bullshit, i mean seriously your never alone cuz youre always fucking there!) Anymore, because you know you wont get laid, i dont know who the fuck would marry you, and i dont know who would date you long enough to dump you anyway. And women, cut off your nose, itll be an interesting change. Well i think that sums up bitching for about a week, i typed weed on accident the first time hehe. Oh and one more thing DACAR FUCKIN' RULES!!!

The Mystery Man (or briana)

Well there have been some quite annoying comments on my blog posted from the sodomizer, yes the sodomizer. Whoever he is im wondering what he thinks he can do with a name like that, and how the fuck he found my homepage. He says im a "whiteboy" and says he watches me while im drunk, which means, i may have a gay stalker on my hands. Anyways, i have informed the police and will get down to the bottom of this quite soon. Until then everybody, nighty night keep your butthole tight, trust me you dont want this fag getting to it.

Mommy Mommy! I made a winner!

We won, We one! Phantasy Star is finally ours again. And it was my idea to look for it and bid on it. I must say I never could've found a better player than, the mean, the greedy, the gender bender, ALEX BRUNETTE!! I find it a privledge to have coached him through this all the way, through the highs, through the lows, and in between the danger zones. We prevailed with astonashing might, well if in a week or more me, alex, and guy kinda disappear. Don't worry, we are only indulging ourselves in the love of the game. I love you all and fuck you San Fransisco, Goodnight.

POSERS!

Okay its official,
I CANT STAND PUBLIC SMOKERS! I mean when you think about it why dont they stop buying cigarettes for themselves and buy them for me or someone else who actually needs them. I mean you can tell when someone is a public smoker because they always talk about it or they do it ALL the time. Or whenever you wanna smoke suddenly they do, anyways, Im never lending anyone a cigarette again until they prove to me they REALLY need it. And when they they need a cigarette theyre calm when a real smoker needs one they get defensive and sometimes violent. Also I dont smoke weed at all anymore and i dont drink unless im with one of 3 specific people, they all know who they are, and if you think its you youre probably wrong. Anyways life is still good and I cant find anything to be miserable about you should choose a different "life partner", peace and cheese bras and bra'ettes.