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GREG

Fri, 15 Aug 2008 17:52:29 GMT

scripts!!!!!!!!

Finals Are Final-ly Over

Wed, 21 Dec 2005 08:15:49 GMT

Wow, I haven't updated in a really, really long time.

For All You Myspace Users...

Tue, 19 Jul 2005 06:46:06 GMT

I swear to God I thought I was the only remaining person who was not a fan of Myspace. BOOYAH BITCHES! (Please read the last point made on the infographic, because it's true. Go ahead, try to defend yourself.)

http://theonion.com/infograph/index.php?issue=4128

Don't Want to be...

Thu, 14 Jul 2005 07:01:15 GMT

I figured out why Europeans hate Americans so much. Despise us, if you will. I guess the rest of the world hates us too, but I’m gonna be particular right now. I was getting my news from BBC (Once you go BBC, you never go back) and reading up on the failed launch attempt of the space shuttle when I saw this intriguing quote…

I suddenly understood it all. The fucking manager of NASA (how is that even possible?), our SPACE PROGRAM , said aw shucks. AND THAT’S ALL HE COULD SAY ABOUT A FAILED LAUNCH! Holy shit. I looked this guy up and found all the degrees he has: Hale earned a Bachelor of Science in Mechanical Engineering from Rice University in 1976, and a Master of Science in Mechanical Engineering from Purdue University in 1978.

This guy went to Rice and Purdue and all he can say is aw shucks. Goddamnit! So here’s a plea to any Europeans…actually, to anyone else in the world…Please, please believe me when I say this: We’re not all dumb. We’re not all idiots who can only say “Aw shucks” when something goes wrong. Some people can use bigger words here (I can admit we’re the minority).

But I can’t just blame the Americans for being so fucking dumb. I also have to blame news sites like BBC for making sure all of Europe really knows how dumb we are. Was it really necessary to put that quote in bold? And then they bag on our racial inequalities (cue in Dr. Dre. Song here) like they ain’t got none.

And then they give people a chance to talk. They know any Americans will make total asses of themselves. They ask what people’s hopes are for the delayed shuttle mission and an American responds:

Another responds:

They don’t even say the phrase right. HOW DO YOU FUCK UP A PHRASE?! Then a guy from Norway somehow manages to say this:

How the fuck does someone from Norway, which totally lacks a space program altogether, sound brighter than any of the Americans? AHHHHH! HEY ASSHOLES! FUCKING WAKE UP DURING CLASS BETWEEN 1st and 8th grade! PLEASE! That’s all I ask. You don’t have to go to high school, but please pay attention for those first 8 years.

PS On a very flashforward note: Fuck Green Day for ever writing that fucking “American Idiot” song. That would be like me writing a song entitled “I’d Never Be Caught Dead With Anyone Who Got a D in Trigonometry!”

"Dinosaurs fucking rule"

Wed, 08 Jun 2005 04:38:05 GMT

Best picture ever---no lie.

FUNKYTHERAPTOR (9:35:26 PM): I was munchin on my 'rito and realized dinosaurs are the fucking shit!
FUNKYTHERAPTOR (9:35:27 PM): ]
BlueRebelKerpal (9:35:37 PM): hahahahahahahaha

ATTN: ALL LJ USERS! PLEASE READ

Sun, 22 May 2005 19:59:35 GMT

Hey all. I just wanted to let you know that lately I have been finding myself wanting to do anything but schoolwork. What does this mean for all of you? Free drawings! Here's what's going down:

I will draw something for anyone who wants me to. It is limited to one drawing each. You choose what you want me to draw for you, and if you don't know what you want, you can just tell me to use my "creative genius".

Now, here's how it works. Once you've specified what you want drawn, tell me if you want it hand drawn or computer drawn and whether you want it e-mailed, or sent to you by mail. Also, realize if you choose hand drawn, I will not be able to e-mail it to you (I don't have a scanner---I'm poor).

In either case, you will need to supply me with an address, email or home. If you don't feel secure telling me your e-mail or home address on LJ, you can IM me on AIM at BlueRebelKerpal or e-mail me at Orseus40@hotmail.com I will do the drawings in the order of which I recieve them. So act quick if you're going to act at all.

My School Day

Sun, 22 May 2005 05:06:00 GMT

So today I walked into class. It was a rather brisk day, so I had two shirts and a sweatshirt on. Remember, brisk in Los Angeles is 65 degrees. The girl next to me had a belly shirt and short shorts on and I would’ve offered her my sweatshirt, but I was cold, so I thought, “Forget it.”
I hate having to walk from one side of the school to the other in between my first and second periods. Especially at my school. Within those five minutes in between my first and second periods two car alarms went off, one ambulance, two firetrucks and four police cars went by and a smog warning was issued. And this was a good day.
Anyway, I got to second period and sat down in my assigned seat. It made noise whenever I so much as breathed. But I continued to take out my supplies for school: My paper, my pencil and my eraser. I adjusted myself back into my normal sitting position, and suddenly I put my arm down right on the edge of my pencil.
It was like watching some sort of slow motion train crash. The pencil flew up and curved to the right, making it’s way towards the girl sitting next to me, who was speaking in a loud, obnoxious voice. It went right into her eye, point in first. “OW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Oops, sorry.” I said, as blood spewed all over my clothes and desk. “MY FUCKING EYE, I’M BLIND!!!!!!!” She screamed. “I SAID I’M SORRY, OKAY?!” I yelled back at her.
But, no, the loud, obnoxious brat couldn’t keep her trap shut, “OH MY GOD! YOU FUCKING POKED MY EYE OUT!” So I got up, shoved her and said, “Yeah, well you got blood all over me!!!”
I guess the teacher noticed the yelling so he cautiously walked through the aisle in between our desks and said, “Okay guys, what’s the problem here?” Well, by now the loud, obnoxious girl had the waterworks going and I could see my teacher was starting to feel sympathy, so I knew I had to take the offensive here.
“It’s her fault Mr. Gashmark; she took my pencil and when I gave up trying to get it back she exerted too much force and sent it right into her eye! I swear!” I was pretty sure he bought it.
“Is this true?” He asked her.
But the loud, obnoxious girl wouldn’t respond. She just kept screaming, keeling over in pain, shouting curse words and asking for her parents and a doctor. That was certainly something Mr. Gashmark wouldn’t tolerate---not answering a question. “You’re going to the office, young lady.” He told her. I won the battle, and the war. “Now, sonny, let’s get you cleaned up.” He said in a soft tone.
So I took the hall pass and went into the restroom where I began attempting to get the blood off my clothes. Just as I was about to give up, two Hispanic gangstas popped out of one of the stalls, completely reeking of marijuana. One of them looked in the mirror and saw the blood all over my clothes. “Damn, foo, you go’ fucked uuuppp.” He said, in an almost rhetorical manner.
“Yeah…you should see her.” I replied.
“What, foo?! Hahahahaha,” The two of them erupted in laughter. I didn’t really understand why they were laughing, but started to chuckle, basically because I didn’t want them to shank my ass. “Foo, I keep dis’ shit with me all da time jus’ in case some fucker get his blood on me, or I have to keep my puta in line, you know what I’m sayin’ cabrone?”
I had no clue what he was about to pull out---a shank, a gun, hell, a sword---but to my surprise it was SHOUT! Stain Remover ™. “Ey, you ain’t too whack---for a gringo.” The guy who gave me some SHOUT!™ said.
“Thanks.” I said, and they both left. I spent the rest of the period getting all the blood stains out of my shirt and pants. I went back to class feeling reassured that I had, in fact, done nothing wrong.

Stupidest word ever

Thu, 19 May 2005 10:05:00 GMT

fore·warn ( P ) Pronunciation Key (fôr-wôrn, fr-)
tr.v. fore·warned, fore·warn·ing, fore·warns

To warn in advance.

Hmm, what's warn then?

warn ( P ) Pronunciation Key (wôrn)
v. warned, warn·ing, warns
v. tr.

1. To make aware in advance of actual or potential harm, danger, or evil.

...................okay.

The Warped Tour

Sun, 24 Apr 2005 04:59:47 GMT

So Flypaper Cartel is playing the Warped Tour.

THE LINE-UP FOR WARPED TOUR 2005!

http://www.crazewire.com/features/20050314475.php

...Fuck. Well, I give us 1 minute before the emo kids boo us off stage.

P.S. If you have any pictures from when Flypaper Cartel performed at the Greek Theatre, please post them under comments, send them to me, or give me a link. Thanks.

Mr. Orson Jewstat

My Black Ass Journal

Sun, 27 Mar 2005 19:03:46 GMT

Click on the link to look at my posts in ebonics (brought to you by www.gizoogle.com):

http://sites.gizoogle.com/?url=http://www.livejournal.com/users/alwaysinjured/

Why I Hate my School

Sat, 19 Mar 2005 23:25:43 GMT

C'mon Bloggers, Let's Get Together

Tue, 22 Feb 2005 16:32:44 GMT

Sorta sad, sorta funny, sorta interesting:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/4278241.stm

Goddamn LJers

Sun, 20 Feb 2005 08:42:35 GMT

February 20, 2005

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN:
Some of you may recall an LJ post I did on Ljers constant use of cameras to show off (Click Here to View it: CAMERA USE ). Anyway, I discovered another LJ trend that is bugging the crap out of me.
When I began using LJ every single friend of mine had a public journal. Within 2 months of getting the journal 3 or 4 of my friends had switched to FRIENDS ONLY. This trend has been continuing and, I must admit, has made me worry a little.
I also noticed something else. Most of the friends-only journals are done by, you guessed it, guys---girls. Coincidence? I dare to say no. (Oh God, women, please don’t scream at me!!)
I must postulate a theory now. Girls will create and have created almost every single Livejournal that is friends-only. If not girls, gay guys or guys who don’t quite understand who they are yet. Here are some quick facts:
1. Out of all my friends, I have four that are friends-only users. They are all girls.
2. In a random search for a friends-only livejournal user, the first one I discovered was that of a woman.

Man, seriously, what the fuck? No offense to the four of you, but: YOU CAN’T BE THAT INSECURE! Why would anyone make their LJ friends-only? Wanna know why? To see their friends number shoot through the roof. Here’s an example of the typical friends-only ANNOUNCEMENT PAGE!

Her excuse? LJ is nothing but blabbering for her. Holy shit! A blog used for blabbering? Stroke of fucking genius!! But wait---there’s more. This (being the blabbering) is why she hates LJ’s. She continues, “I would rather it be a little more personal.” I relent, let the woman speak her mind, “I will still post…silly crapols.” Hmm, it couldn’t be that you maybe were just hoping that your friends would shoot up from 10 to, hmm, perhaps, 66? Noooo!! None of you would do anything like that.
See here’s why it bugs me: If you were really worried about other people viewing your thoughts, you wouldn’t write in an online journal. You would either call a trusting friend or write in a real journal. Rather than do this, you post your very “personal” thoughts to your friends…or rather anyone that replies to your “ANNOUCMENT!!!!!!” That is so deep! *Sniffle*

And if you’re really worried about what your ex-boyfriend will think about what you’re writing about him, THEN DON’T WRITE ABOUT HIM! Honestly though---if all you’re writing about is your day, or some garbage like that, you don’t need to make it friends only. Your enemies and friends will lose interest soon enough.
This is why I admire most of my friends. Cause they “Keep it real”. Way to go guys. Seriously. Most of you don’t need to wuss out to get your friends count up. Sometimes I feel like only a few people must read my LJ---but then it dawns on me---you don’t have to friend me to read my journal. That is why I will again praise these LJ’s for rarely being god-awful and uninteresting and not perishing into the lonesome and predictable fate of friends only

jakapak
flashforward
kim_jong_il__

The Tsunami

Sat, 01 Jan 2005 00:39:19 GMT

I know I am not the type to have a heart, in fact, many may call me heartless. But, today, I am asking for a real favor from anyone who has ever read this LJ, whether they liked it or not. With over 125,000 dead, millions homeless and more displaced and injured, things are looking really awful for the people in Southeast Asia. Please, please, please, during the season of giving, help make these people's New Year less terrible. Though there is nothing that can be done to reverse what has happened, any amount of money can help. Please, donate to any organization you know. If you don't know any, I can help you out, or if you don't feel like learning about organizations to donate to, give me the money and I promise you, I will donate it to Doctors Without Borders. I know this is asking you all for a lot, but please give, even if it's just a little, to any organization. I've already donated $40 to my choice, what will you do to help?

Santa has a lazy eye

Fri, 24 Dec 2004 17:47:49 GMT

Television

Thu, 23 Dec 2004 19:10:35 GMT

So I have taken it upon myself to do a three part series on the major media forms welcomed by people all over the world:

Television
Radio
and music.

Screw you if you don’t think music is a media form. I’ll proclaim anything I want a media form. Anyhow, I’ll start with Television.
Television---the gateway to oblivious bliss and non-thinking. An artificial form of temporary ecstasy---and I’ve loved it since I was four. In fact television has brought my mother and I together more than once. I remember fight after fight getting resolved by me flipping the television on to some funny program, only to find my mother and I sitting next to each other laughing. We still hated each other, but at least we were laughing.
Everything was better just a few years ago. Not only were networks better, but so were commercials, because somehow and for some reason the companies cared about the consumer…Well okay, they never cared about the consumer, but at least they respected the consumer enough to place funny/entertaining ads.
I’ll start with my childhood favorite: Nickelodeon had a ton of truly entertaining programs (ie: Rocko’s Modern Life, Are You Afraid of the Dark?, Pete and Pete, the good All That) and they also had something called “Nick at Nite” which was on every night from 8-12. Nick at Nite aired The Wonder Years, I Dream of Genie, Bewitched, I Love Lucy, The Mary Tyler Moore Show and the Dick Van Dyke Show (okay, everyone can start laughing at his name, now). I literally whittled away hours of my life in front of that glowing set.

Does anyone else remember that?

As I entered the third or fourth hour of television every night and began to forget everything I had just learned at school a few hours before, my mom would walk in and tell me to go to bed. Big mistake. I’d start screaming, shouting, kicking, crying and running around like a maniac because, “I JUST WANT TO WATCH ONE MORE AD!!!!!!” She knew me better. “One more ad”= “I want to watch until I fall asleep in front of the television with some milk near me and wake up with a dried milk mustache and rug burns on my body, like some unyielding drunk.”
I had an undying love for Nickelodeon, and though I hate to admit it, up until about three or four years ago, I still watched the network. But the network changes have changed me---and my undying love for Nickelodeon. Now when I turn on Nick this is what I see:

Three words. What…the…fuck? Does that not ruin the whole idea of Rugrats? And All That. When I heard it was coming back I got really excited…then they said: “JAMIE SPEARS…YOU KNOW!…THE SISTER OF BRITNEY SPEARS!…IS JOINING ALL THAT!!!!” ::sigh:: Keenan and Kel, where have you gone?! Oh yeah, I forgot about Fat Albert:

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” this, you fat, greedy piece of shit.

And then there’s MTV. Music Television? What Music? Let’s see, the last video I actually saw on “Music Television” was about three years back at 5 in the morning. I kid you not. The same goes for VH1. They’ve even started to transform MTV2 into nothing less of nothing-but fucking reality shows. Again, three words. What…the…fuck? How can one network based on music videos turn into solely reality TV shows? God Save MTV.

Even things that were good a few months ago have turned sour. Del Taco ads used to be hysterical, and though I have been keen to see the slow degradation of the humor in them, the latest ads have to have been the first time I haven’t even chuckled at a Del Taco ad with Dan in it. And the Sprint ads. What happened? Literally, here’s one of their new ads:

Awesome Trench Coat Guy : WHO’S WINNING?! (In reference to football game currently going on, that his bus randomly pulled up to)
People : WE ARE!! (“Blue team” is faintly yelled)
ATCG : Well, you know how else you win this season? (cue commercial for Sprint)
That way, everyone is a winner.
People : YEAH!!!!!!!!
ATCG : Then you can spend the money on laundry (in reference to muddy clothes worn by families)
Black Mother and Daughter : Hahahahaha! Thanks!

When did awesome trench coat guy become lame trench coat guy?

PT II Soon.

The New US

Sat, 06 Nov 2004 18:54:30 GMT

Are you sick of the Republican ideology and Evangelical Christian ideals turning this country into a country almost as bad as a place like Iran? Do you want to stop the disintegration of the separation of church and state? Do you hate the War on Iraq? Are you sick of corporate corruption? Want to start on a new slate? Do you just want an escape?

Fellow Americans, I offer you my plan for a new America. An improved America. An America that is liked by everyone in the world. An AWESOME United States:

Think about it my fellow citizens (and non-citizens). The advantages of departing from the patriarch that is America far outweigh the disadvantages. We could bring all the troops back from Iraq because the United States of Awesome never submitted to being involved in the War on Iraq. We’d literally destroy the population problem in one swift blow. Not only would the population be cut from 281 some odd million to 97.8 million, but most of those cut off would be right-wing conservatives. WOO-HOO! Think of how quickly the United States of Awesome could develop hydrogen fuel cell cars, solar powered homes and use stem cell research to cure every disease known to man! We won’t need the dirty oil from Alaska and we won’t need to support vast wastelands like Utah, Idaho, Nevada and Oklahoma, where all they have going for them is Mormons, potatoes, gambling and dirt.

So my fellow Awesomians, depart this country and what it has become. We shall say fair well to the land that “was” and create our land that “will be”!

Wed, 03 Nov 2004 14:39:28 GMT

You people have got to be joking, I went back on my friends page and every entry I've seen was about someone's weekend. Hmmm, I think something important just happened...Can't put my tongue on it...Something election? Presidential election! That's it! Not important enough for you people? And I can see all the entries now..."I CAN'T BELIEVE KERRY LOST!" Wow. Brilliant. How about actually following and learning politics and don't just say you're pro-Kerry because everyone else is. Even though he lost the popular vote. Bye.

Are you ready to VOTE?!

Wed, 03 Nov 2004 04:51:55 GMT

I know a lot of you are undecided or aren't old enough to vote, but I think I know a solution to the next election. Remember to vote Orson in the next election. I swear to you I will reverse every bad decision ever made in the history of the universe and will only make good decisions. Don't think I will? Elect me once and if I haven't done that by the end of my first term, elect me again.

Personas

Sun, 12 Sep 2004 19:48:15 GMT

So today I came to the following conclusions:
1. People are really nosy.
2. People like to be let down.
I swear that I have had the following conversation with people 1,00 times:

Random Person: Hey, I know I haven’t IMed you in 16 months, but I’m gonna just ignore that fact and pretend like we’re best friends, WHAT’S UP?!
Me: Uh…nothing…you?
Random Person: Oh, cool. Yeah, I’m doing nothing, too. Yeah…so…You wanna hangout?
*fifteen minutes later*
Me: Uh…I can’t.
Random Person: Oh…why not?
Me: I’m busy.
Random Person: Oh, with what?
Me: I have to do stuff with my dad.
Random Person: What do you have to do?
Me: He’s in the hospital, gotta go see him.
Random Person: Why?
Me: He might die. He’s in critical condition.
Random Person: That sucks, why don’t we just hangout for an hour then?

Are you people serious? Why do you need to know every detail of my life? You know why people always want to know why you can’t hangout with them? Because they want a reason to not be your friend. They want the conversation to go something like this:

Random Person: Wanna chill dude?
Me: I can’t.
Random Person: Why not?
Me: Honestly? Because I hate you.
Random Person: Oh…:’(

People think they know that you don’t want to hangout with them. I know people think like that, cause I used to. They want proof of your absolute hatred of them. WAKE UP. PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY BUSY SOMETIMES.
Then I realized that people don’t only like to be let down when it comes to people, they always like to be let down. Take professionally played games:

Spectator: GO Diamondbacks!!!!!!
Me: They’re on a 20 game losing streak and they’re down by 15 in the 9th, are you being serious?
Spectator: …Hmm, I think I just like being sad. Really, really sad.
Me: Ah, okay.

They also like to be let down when it comes to school or jobs:

Student: Lemme guess, I got an F.
Teacher: No, actually, you got…
Student: Oh please, just put an F on the paper. I know you hate me and that’s why you grade me terribly. Not because of my lack of or poor quality of work.

People say they like to be happy but they all seem to have a constant nagging sadness. They want a reason to be sad.

Girl: I stepped in mud today…
Me: Uh…and?
Girl: It ruined my day.
Me: Hmm, I see. You know in Africa some people have to step in mud without shoes all the time. They’re also starving.
Girl: Then they should move to America! Gosh, they’re dumb.

I think everyone here needs some Zoloft. I know it’s what keeps me happy

SATURDAY!!!

Sat, 07 Aug 2004 03:47:48 GMT

Hey everyone. If anyone is interested, there's going to be a music video shoot tomorrow around Melrose and the people who I intern for told me they need more people. If you'd like more info and think you can show up, gimme a call (323) 828-1854 or comment before 10 A.M. so I can get back to you. Gracias.

LJ's

Wed, 21 Jul 2004 02:20:07 GMT

LiveJournal users love to brag. I understand, I’m not the most modest person either. But I noticed something different about LiveJournal users awhile ago, something different than even some of the worst braggarts. THEY TAKE PICTURES OF EVERYTHING THEY DO, EVERYWHERE THEY GO.
Sometimes I want to do one of those psychiatry tests or focus group tests, or whatever they are, on Livejournal users just to see the end result. I think it would look something like this:

The sad part is, people know it’s not interesting. They know it’s dull. Ask any LiveJournal user and the first thing they’ll tell you is how much they hate reading about other people’s day’s and seeing boring pictures. Got pictures? SHOW THEM TO SOMEONE WHO CARES. Wanna whine and moan about how you tripped in fifth period and got a bruise? DO IT ON THE PHONE. I always ask people what LiveJournals they read and they respond that they read the interesting ones. Not the ones that say what happened all day, or the ones that make LiveJournal seem like some sort of oddball popularity contest. Some do a combination of both. Here’s an example:

OMG!!! LollLz! Today bigshowoff , [Bad username: JerkfacedShithead] and I went to the mall and guess who we ran into?! sirbrag_a_lot , [Bad username: Running Out Of User Names] and [Bad username: Comment or I'll Kill Myself] . We had so much fun! Here's what we did...

What makes you people do this? What the hell is wrong with you? Wanna write about your day? At least put some wit in the post, or humor, or make it have meaning for goodness sakes. Does anyone like to read posts like this?:

Today sucked. Grendel told me she hates me. I really hate her. She's dumb. Mr. Hatwater called me ugly! Haha!

I know I don’t. My God. How can so many people be so goddamned boring??? The sad part is, I know many of you in real life and you aren’t that annoying. You’re truly not that boring. You make these stupid personalities online that make you seem like some no brained idiot. Cut it out. For all of us. Be yourself. Do something different. This may seem slightly hierarchical of me and maybe a little standoffish, but when people have LiveJournals that make them seem like total jerks I stop talking to them in real life. If you want to be a sissy bore, do it at home. Not on an online “journal.” Please.

Wanna read something worth your time? Here’s a few examples of funny and/or interesting LJ’s: (please note that I can hardly list any, one of them has even stopped posting)
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jakapak
kim_jong_il__

It's okay, I had Subway for lunch.

Fri, 16 Jul 2004 04:47:09 GMT

This reflects my opinion at this very moment.

I swear this will happen one day

Wed, 07 Jul 2004 00:19:21 GMT

Good times, good times...

Sun, 04 Jul 2004 20:59:44 GMT

LET'S GO PARTY!!! FIREWORKS FOR ALLLLL!!!!!!!