http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:SquirreLord&section=today deviantART RSS for by:SquirreLord en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 16 Dec 2009 00:16:27 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/24102560/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/24102560/ Mon, 06 Apr 2009 21:16:42 PDT (Note: Just to clarify, ALL of the following made perfect sense to me while I was writing it. And most of it still does right now.)

I just took a tab of XTC about 45 minutes ago, and I'm starting to feel the effects. My heartbeat
is heavier and my skin feels more sensitive. The world seems more vibrant and ALIVE. I feel more
energetic. Now it feels like warm little cuddlebugs are crawling in my hair and all over my face
and scalp, it's like a supermicromassage on a massive scale, it's something everyone needs.
I just looked at my leg, at once it looked like it was a seperate character from the rest of my body.
I don't feel very thirsty right now, but it looks like I'll be in this for most of the night, there's
plenty of time. I spent two full minutes ruffling my own hair because it felt so amazing and significant
My roommate and I are watching Chuck, it's one of the few 'rime-time' TV shows that I actually like.
It's so absurd and serious at the same time, like my leg and the rest of my body, so fucking SEPERATE!
Before i did this, I imagined myself rolling around in amazement at the universe, then shouting "All the world is radient in it's beauty!!!"
I don't feel like shouting right now, but that's how I feel. I wonder how I would look walking down the hall to just anyone.
I can feel my body temperature increasing. I could drink more, but all I have is vitamin water, that will just make me more thirsty.
I feel like there's a hole in the earth that I could make use of somehow...

jagengrad (8:12:39 PM): usually
jagengrad (8:13:04 PM): You said I was crazy, based on what you know about me, all you know about me was when we interacted while I was still in the troop
jagengrad (8:13:09 PM): ANd I was sober the whole time
jagengrad (8:13:20 PM): You hadn't seen anything
jagengrad (8:13:49 PM): THis is like insanity, boiled down into it's purest form, and compressed into a pill

YOu exist in the context of the god in your mind!!! THat's such a noble existence! You're standing up for what you believe in and the mind can be expanded so far, what a glorious existence to labor in the splendor of the human mind!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Computer screens and television screens are so inorganic and dull. When I look at them I don't see any patterns. Patters occur naturally and are interpreted
through the residual data from everything we've collected in our memories over the years. Same with all images. (I have to pee really bad, at first I wasn't going to parenthasize this, but it seems more a background thought. Even though it's now at the forefront of my mind, it's not relevant to what I'm trying to do)
ANyway...

Is it less valid if I'm experience the same things that wikipedia told me I would experience? Does the fact that so many other people have felt the same things as I am feeling make it as dull and mundane as a television screen? At first, I thought maybe, but why? Isn't this still being filtered through the unique complexity of my mind? A supernatual being doesn't have to create something this complex! Everyone's mind starts out as a blank slate, they grow so complex when our environtment adds things to it. It's like a pearl that's built up from bacteria and shit building up inside a clam. Lame metaphor, I know, but it gets the point across.

I can't take it anymore, I must pee NOW

The hypothesis that God created mankind because mankind is so complex that it cannot possibly have come about on its own works retroactively; the human mind is the true god, it's so powerful that it created the gods that we all worship. All the anger and drama on televison is so insignificant now, because it's just fiction, it's no longer valid because it's just fake emotions. All films and television shows that, at any point, have taken themselves seriously (that i enjoyed, in this particular case) have now been ruined for me.

Band of Brothers
No Country for Old Men
Um... do cartoons count? Do they ever take themselves seriously? Sometimes they do when whatever network that carries them forces them to inject fake emotion. But that's not the fault of the creators. They are forgiven.

We all go to the same place, so everything is going to be alright.
I told Braeger that, I approached him on the way back from the bathroom and grabbed his shirt and told him that.

While I was talking to Eva, the data and information she was conveying to me was manifesting itself on the ceiling as a component of the Universal code (portrayed as the "Matrix Code" in the Matrix Trilogy) the comp... ]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/23088787/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/23088787/ Sun, 08 Feb 2009 17:59:41 PST
Thats... about it. Nobody ever pays attention to this shit anyway.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/19516952/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/19516952/ Mon, 21 Jul 2008 11:27:14 PDT
Eight Things About Myself

1. Having been fired from two different jobs in the past 12 months, I'm extremely paranoid about my status at my current job.
2. I used to drive, since destroying my car in a crash (no serious injuries on my person, in case you were concerned), I can't get car insurance for the next three years without insane rates.
3. My mom caught me smoking weed. She didn't ground me, she didn't take anything away, make me quit my job, nothing like that. She was mad at me for 24 hours, then it was like nothing ever happened. My dad doesn't want me doing it in the house. I love my parents.
4. I'm a /b/tard, if you don't know what that is... well... too bad.
5. Politically, my views are all over the place. I guess you could call me a liberal Republican. I am pro-choice, but against gun control. I support legalization of soft drugs and treatment (rather than imprisonment) for those who use hard drugs. I also support school vouchers and privatization of all schools in the country. I oppose the death penalty (I think rotting in prison for life is worse punishment), and believe the only crimes should be actions that cause harm or deprive someone of property. Oh, by the way, FUCK Obama, I supported that prick and he ends up sucking right-wing cock. That's it, I'm voting Libertarian.
6. I'm... going to Texas Tech University in Lubbock, leaving August 17th (this is hard, I'm already out of interesting things)
7. I'm a big gun enthusiast (see #5), and I'm probably going to collect guns when I get out of college (once I've risen out of the post-college poverty).
8. I rarely get angry at people, I just imagine creative and violent ways to kill them. Eventually, I forget what they did to upset me and I end up forgiving them.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/18119650/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/18119650/ Thu, 01 May 2008 15:25:00 PDT
Basics

1) What's your character's name?
Kain

2) How old is he/she?
Seventeen

3) Is your OC a boy or girl?
Male

4) What's his/her race?
Human, Half Arketian, half Kessuk islander (the same as being half-Russian, half-Hispanic)

Appearance

Average height with slim-athletic build, black hair, but head is usually shaved. Gray eyes. Usually wears a woodland marine cap.

1) If this character were to suddenly become part of the 3D world, and ended up in a heavily-populated area, how many stares would he/she get?
None, probably.

2) Is your character considered normal in his/her own world?
Not really, he is a mercenary who suffers from post-traumatic stress syndrome and is prone to nervous breakdowns and violent flashbacks

3) What would be his/her most recognizable feature(s)?
His eyes, they have a very focused, intense quality.

4) Would you consider your OC as attractive?
He's attractive in his own way.

Personality


1) Temper?
He's easily irritated, but usually keeps a level head.

2) Does your character ever get depressed?
He had bouts of depression right after he joined the Mockingbird crew, around age 13, he's over it now.

3) Leader or Follower?
He prefers to follow, but can lead if the occasion calls for it.

4) What is the main aspect of his/her personality?
A live-for-the-moment mentality and a darkly sarcastic worldview.

History

1) Did your OC have a family of any sort? If so, are they still alive?
Yes, he had a mother who owned a local brothel. She was killed in an artillery attack.

2) Is your character out on his/her own? If so, why?
He was for a while, he considers the Mockingbird to be the closest thing to a family he's ever had (or ever will have).

3) Has he/she encountered any traumatizing events?
He grew up in a warzone, his entire childhood was one large traumatic event.

4) What was probably the best time in his/her life so far?
Due to his 'live for the moment' way of thinking, the question is irrelevant, but the best answer would be the day he joined the Mockingbird.

Romance

1) Single?
Yes.

2) Has your OC developed any romantic relationships?
No

3) Virgin?
It's uncertain, he shows an ambivilant attitude towards the opposite sex, leading some of his crewmates to think he was gay for a while.

4) Does your character like flirting?
He is indifferent to it.

Symbolism

1) What animal would you accociate your OC with? (Sorry, no creatures of myth and legend allowed!)
A really nasty black cat.

2) Musical Instument?
Err... saxaphone?

3) Element?
Shadow (that's sort of an element in a very traditional sense, right?)

4) Planet?
Sorry, stupid question, I'm skipping it.

Showing the Love

1) Do you draw your character?
No, I can't draw worth shit.

2) Do you write about him/her?
Yes.

3) Do you use him/her in any rpgs?
RPG? Fuck that.

4) What other ways have you appreciated your OC?
You... don't wanna know about that.

RANDOMIZE!

1) Is your character wanted for anything?
Yes, by several governments and other entities for all the shit he's done to them for money.

2) What are three weaknesses in him/her?
Emotional/psychological instability, lack of education (he can't read and can only do basic math), lacking sense of compassion

3) Strengths?
Combat, strategy (not just military, in other things as well)

4) Does your OC drink or smoke (ect.)?
He despises cigarettes and alcohol, but smokes weed every now and again

5) What's one quirk about your him/her?
He sometimes has nightmares about 'rape clowns' (Note: I thought of this one right as I was doing the survey)

6) Does your character have any phobias?
Rape clowns, being backed into a corner

7) What could you do to get him/her into a blind rage?
Give him some Z-Pills,

8) Does your OC like chickens?
He likes eating them, but not fucking them...

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/17318311/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/17318311/ Thu, 13 Mar 2008 15:35:30 PDT
The life of a bi-curious 13 year old boy trapped in a 75 year old woman's body.
Not really, but damn, wouldn't that be wierd?

Just smoke two or three or maybe four really tiny bowls, just to help you(me) sleep.
It was the strangest goddamn thing. There I am(was?), laying in my bed at 1:30 in the morning, iPod on and earbuds in, stoned off my ASS (that part is very important). After a while, I open my eyes, believing that it's around 2:30AM and only 10 or 12 songs have played. I look at my iPod, It's actually 5:50AM, and 65 songs have played.

Uh... what the hell? Yeah.
THC is a hell of a drug.

And here's the best part: I remembered, or thought I had remembered, a specific list of songs that had been played one after the other while I was laying on my bed. Well, as I backtracked with the handy left skip button, I discovered that those songs had been played, but not one after the other, they all had several other songs that I did not remember in between.

Now, if you understood that last paragraph, pat yourself on the back.

Anyway, I ended up sleeping until around 11:45 in the morning. I REALLY hate sleeping in like that. Thats the last time I ever use weed to help me fall asleep.

In other news:
-Spring break is boring. Whereas my mom and youngest sister are kicking ass up in Pittsburgh (where it's snowing, I NEVER get to see snow), I'm stuck down here in lukewarm Austin, Texas. At this point, Green Day's song Long View is my national fucking anthem. Horray for pre-sellout Green Day!
-I just realized that a particular kid in my Boy Scout troop has a mild (I'm being conservative here) obsession with me:
1. He constantly follows me around.
2. He makes comments such as 'Spencer is a mini-God'. I'm hoping that's sarcastic.
3. On a recent campout, he wore sunglasses and his uniform in a manner similar to me and said to various people, 'I look like a mini-Spencer'
4. He is almost totally subservient towards me. During the campout, he asked me if I wanted to sleep in his tent, so that I wouldn't have to set up my own. When I refused, he offered to set up my tent for me.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/17270286/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/17270286/ Mon, 10 Mar 2008 12:08:55 PDT I got two Waterloo Ice House Tshirts for free, now they both smell like onion rings (according to my Mom and sisters). My fellow busrats/dishwashers consist of a motley crew (ue?) of Hispanics who give me ordrers by pointing at things and mumbling in Spanish.
I make $6.25/hour, which is $.50 less than I made at Garden Ridge (aka. The Orange Crush), but does not account for tips, which are divided among all employees at the end of the week and bring my average wage up to $8 to $9 per hour, depending on how busy the restaurant is (it usually is).
I'm still waiting for the day where I don't fuck ANYTHING up.
Day 1: I don't get tips included in my pay because that was a 'Training Day' (I consider that a fuck up)
Day 2: I drop a load of dishes (twice) and break a total of two small bowls. A coworker passive-aggressively reminds me not to drop anything for the rest of the day.
Day 3: I bus a table whose occupants had not left the restaurant, they were all in the restroom. I suddenly have to find a new ice cream for the small child.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/16474089/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/16474089/ Sat, 19 Jan 2008 11:42:49 PST
-A representative from St. Edwards University CALLED ME AT HOME to inform me that the essay I submitted with my college application was 'inappropriate', and I need to rewrite it. Granted, it was written in a free-verse rhyming style, but they asked for something creative and unconventional.
-I can't access my SAT scores online because I forgot my goddamn password.
-I have to rewrite my essay for the Texas Common Application every time I submit to a new school because I stupidly did not save it to my comp.
-My parents are breathing down my neck until I have all these things finished.
-I'm not sure I can cope with spending the next 4 years too poor to afford Starbucks coffee.

Other than that. I now have a headcrab hat. Which means I get to put one of these>[link] on my head.

I have put South Park versions of Jack and Michael from The Interview into my scrapbook. Soon I will begin submitting the original manuscripts of some of my poems to my scrapbook as well.

I will also attempt to submit videos of myself reading some of my material on youtube.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/16194754/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/16194754/ Mon, 31 Dec 2007 21:43:54 PST Here's the background info:
-I live on a cul-de-sac
-The crazy neighbors live at the opposite end of the 'mouth' of the street. My house is on the side.
-There is a slight, but constant breeze blowing toward the crazy neighbors house.
-I am primarily using bottle rockets that fly directly upwards 50-100 meters in the air and explode in midair, allowing no ignited material to fall back to the ground.
-It hasn't rained in this part of the state in several weeks.
-It is illegal to shoot off fireworks within city limits.
-The police don't care.
-Neither do a majority of the population living within city limits.

-About 2 hours ago, I launch ONE rocket in the center of the cul-de-sac, the neighbors come out and say "It's kind of dangerous to be shooting those things off." I back off and come back inside.
-Thirty minutes later, I come back out with the intention of shooting off more rockets, I have barely gotten out into the street when they come back out and threaten to call the police if I don't stop. Once again, I back off.
-Fifteen minutes later, I come back out determined to shoot off at least some of my rockets and roman candles. I figure that the police won't care about a fireworks complaint in south Austin, around the neighborhood other people are visibly using more sophisticated fireworks. A neighbor kid (we'll call him Jay) comes outside and we light punks and shoot off a roman candle.
-I can see my neighbors on the phone. A few minutes later. One of the neighbors (an elderly woman) comes outside and watches us without saying anything. Meanwhile, Jay has gone inside of his house to get more bottles.
-Jay comes back outside, we prepare to launch the rockets. The woman complains that the wind will put her house in danger. We move further away. She continues to complain, I shout back that she is exaggerating and her house is in no danger. She says she has just called the police and they are on their way (note that this is NEW YEARS EVE and Travis county police have bigger things to worry about than fireworks complaints). We ignore her and launch two rockets that come nowhere near her house.
-Fearing for my safety (the woman's husband is the owner of a shotgun and is notorious for irrational behavior), my dad calls me inside.

The police come about half an hour after I come inside, we tell them that we won't shoot off any more rockets and they leave.

I'm not asking for judgement or sympathy, I just wanted to get it off my chest. Because now I have fifty odd bottle rockets and a violent hatred for my neighbors that I'm not sure is fully justified.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/16100485/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/16100485/ Tue, 25 Dec 2007 20:26:43 PST
All of the above, plus not believing in the religion it's based off of.
Really, it's like sex without any bullshit, before, during, or after.

Go ahead, guilt trip me. I can take it.

Anyway, I got an iPod Touch, for those that don't know, it's an iPhone without the phone or the camera. It's insane, it radiates an aura of coolness that gives me a raging hardon whenever I put it in my back pocket. Bet you didn't want to know that, did you? Now imagine if I had recieved the iPhone.

Yes, I love my new iPod touch, but I hate iTunes with a fiery passion. I am convinced that the people at Apple are trying to force me to get all my music from the iTunes Store by making a transfer from my computer exceedingly difficult and boring.

My Grandma got me fifty dollars and a bag of decaf coffee (what the hell? I know she means well, but that's just... damn, I can't even think of a clever metaphor, it's that bad)

Anyway, Trans-Siberian's in town tomorrow night, I'ma see if my dad can hook me up. It's the one time of year when their music is relevant and I don't want to miss it.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/15726155/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/15726155/ Thu, 29 Nov 2007 19:00:33 PST
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]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/15702925/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/15702925/ Wed, 28 Nov 2007 04:42:28 PST First off, the transmission in my car is fucked up, the thing pretty much limped to my school and back. For those that don't know, transmission costs thousands of $$$ to fix, plus it's on a Mercedes, more $$$.
On top of that, four of my friends got caught smoking weed and I don't know for sure how many of them will be back after their 3 day suspension is up.

But the good news is my new short story is going very well. It's going to be MUCH longer than anything I've ever submitted to this site. It's already 3500+ words and not even close to being finished. I haven't come up with a title, but I can tell you that it's about a guy who can read minds. It should be up before Christmas.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/14981312/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/14981312/ Tue, 09 Oct 2007 06:26:34 PDT
If we could transmit our mental pictures directly from our brains to a computer, what format would they be in?
BMP?
JPG?
GIF?
PNG?

If it's not the mountains, it's these damned oil fields.

Ask me about the 'atmosphere' at ACL.
50% Cigarette smoke
45% Alcohol vapor
4% Dust
.75% CO2, N2,
.25% Oxygen
At least the music is good

You heard the voice through a photograph? Come on Anthony, lets lay off the acid for a second.

Wake up Richard! There's been a kidnapping, it's Rachel the daughter of the president of Sercia!
Woah! She's hot!
Yeah, like you'd care about that.
What?
Nothing
...
She's being held in a castle guarded by a wolverine ripoff, a knife throwing metrosexual, and a sunglass wearing syndicate leader who NEVER DIES.
Get into the castle and rescue Rachel, but first... take off that punkass biker jacket, you're not fooling anyone Richard.

Deus ex machina, it was his twin brother the whole time

Now go and read The Tower if you haven't already, it's my favorite.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/14294614/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/14294614/ Wed, 22 Aug 2007 20:28:45 PDT
I get tagged, say six wierd/interesting things about myself, then tag six other poor bastards.

1. I am an athiest. To me it seems wrong that there are so many people who need to believe in God to be happy.
2. My nervous action (everyone has one) is mumbling gibberish to myself.
3. Part of my writing process involves pacing back and forth in my bedroom, acting out parts of my stories, dialouge and all.
4. I have two sisters, and I am absolutely, totally dedicated to the happiness and well-being of ONE of them.
5. In any given situation, I am not completely happy unless I am in control of what is going on. I blame being in the boy fucking scouts of america for six years.
6. I have a molotov cocktail that's been sitting in my garage since July. I'm still not sure what to do with it...

Anyway, I'll tag whoever I feel like.

Stay happy. Stay awake.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/13928956/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/13928956/ Sun, 29 Jul 2007 15:05:50 PDT If fake doctors can invent Restless Leg Syndrome, then can I invent the Roller-coaster Headache? It's caused by your grey matter (which, incidentally, is not grey but actually red and jello-ey) thrown around inside your skull as you ride on a roller coaster. It turns out that caffeine is a better cure for headaches than asprin, at least for me, maybe I'm just using it as an excuse to consume more caffeine.

Machete
Machina
Machinehead
Motherfucker
Moneyonion

Many walk into the light, and are blinded by it's brightness, some walk into darkness and are corrupted. I embrace both and walk about blissfully within this grey fog.

I live near a street called Slaughter Lane. The name of which most likely is derived from all the people who died in car crashes on it. It is a two lane street, with a speed limit of 45 mph, with oak trees in the median, with a high school dumped right in the middle of it. What do you think causes all the deaths?

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/10705480/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/10705480/ Sun, 12 Nov 2006 20:04:44 PST
Fan Art involves virtually NO creativity.
Fan Fiction is marginally better, but it's still shit.

To all the fan artists, especially the ones who submit nothing but shit drawings of inuyasha or naruto, you have the right to draw or write whatever you want. But seriously, FUCK YOU. If I had to wipe one group of people off of dA, it would be you fucks.

Oh, by the way, just so I don't have to do this in seperate journal:

Fuck JK Rowling
Fuck Harry Potter

Thank you and goodnight.

]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/9111052/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/9111052/ Mon, 19 Jun 2006 00:39:21 PDT
1. I tend to assimilate some of the personality traits and interests of the people around me ALOT. In the past few months, I can account for absorbing some of Nerget (and she HATES it) and some ghetto shit from the rap music I've been listening to.

2. I eat my fingernails and toenails, it's a real great stress reliever.

3. I had a pot brownie once, I had to cancel a driving lesson that happened to be on the same day because I was afraid I would kill someone. At first I was walking toward the car with the teacher and one of the other students thinking 'Okay, I can do this'. Then I was sitting in the back of the car waiting my turn and watching all the pretty houses and trees fly by and I thought 'there's no fucking way I can do this'.

4. I like to rock back and forth when I'm sitting down, it's SOOOOO relaxing even though I look like a retard when I do it.

5. I seriously think Starbucks coffee is the next heroin, that shit's gonna ruin me.

6. I also hate it when people talk shit about Starbucks when their only legitimite reason is because their stuff is too expensive. Comeon people, it's not THAT bad. Whenever I ask people why they don't like Starbucks, the most common answer is their sizing system (tall/grande/venti). If that is too complex for you to learn, then you shouldn't be allowed to handle a hot cup of coffee. ]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7588328/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7588328/ Thu, 12 Jan 2006 23:15:32 PST
"It is all ready, I am going to kill the man who molested my brother. His death will be slow and painful, but that's what this bastard deserves after what he has done. May the Lord forgive me for what I am about to do, and may he show this man more mercy than I will. Amen"

I wonder if that's a real confession or just a load of BS...

I love it when people post confessions about getting back at people who did nasty shit. ]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7323803/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7323803/ Thu, 15 Dec 2005 23:50:10 PST 2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.
3) Ramsin Yuseb (The terrorist who threatened to destroy the Twin
Towers in 1993) has 11 letters.
4) George W Bush has 11 letters.
This could be a mere coincidence, but this gets more interesting:
1) New York is the 11th state.
2) The first plane crashing against the Twin Towers was flight number 11
3) Flight 11 was carrying 92 passengers. 9 + 2 = 11
4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin Towers, was carrying 65 passengers.
6+5 = 11
5) The tragedy was on September 11, or 9/11 as it is now known. 9 + 1+ 1=11
6) The date is equal to the US emergency services telephone number
911. 9 + 1 + 1 = 11.
Sheer coincidence..?! Read on and make up your own mind:
1) The total number of victims inside all the hi-jacked planes was
254. 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.
2) September 11 is day number 254 of the calendar year. Again 2 + 5 + 4=11.
3) The Madrid bombing took place on 3/11/2004. 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = 11.
4) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911 days after the Twin Towers
incident.
Now this is where things get totally eerie:
The most recognised symbol for the US, after the Stars & Stripes, is
the Eagle. The following verse is taken from the Quran, the Islamic
holy book:
"For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle.
The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah and lo,
while some of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced: for
the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah and there was
peace."
That verse is number 9.11 of the Quran.
Still uncovinced about all of this..?! Try this and see how you feel
afterwards, it made my hair stand on end:
Open Microsoft Word and do the following:
1. Type in capitals Q33 NY. This is the flight number of the first
plane to hit one of the Twin Towers.
2. Highlight the Q33 NY.
3. Change the font size to 48.
4. Change the actual font to the WINGDINGS
What do you think now?!!

odd ]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7154140/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7154140/ Sat, 26 Nov 2005 23:53:07 PST ...
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Okay, that was wierd.

Anyway, my sister (Cmsr. Lauren) gave me a hint on what I'm getting for Christmas: Apparently it cost a few hundred dollars and it's something I will like. Well for that much money I sure as hell hope so. God I hope I get a new trampoline for X-mas, I've had my old one almost eight years now. When I got it, it had eighty springs, now it has about sixty-five. And whenever I jump I hear the sound of metal scraping against metal. I swear one of these days I'm gonna fall through it.

I just saw Rent today, fucking awsome movie, but did it really have to be two and a half hours long? I mean, come on.

I've just convinced myself to turn the whole Russian Doctor thing into a whole series. I don't know why, I was still high on Rent when I figured it out. ]]> ~SquirreLord http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7068095/ http://SquirreLord.deviantart.com/journal/7068095/ Wed, 16 Nov 2005 21:50:18 PST
I can't write shit right now, I want to keep working on Jack and Mark, but I've hit a roadblock and haven't written anything since I submitted that preview a few days ago. Some part of me wants to kill one of the boys off near the end of the story, but I know everyone will hate me for it.

I just finished trimming my pubic hairs, I thought they needed a little trim.

In one of my classes, we've started watching "Twelve Angry Men". I'm talking about the old 1952 version. I love that movie, even though pretty much everyone else in the class hates it. ]]> ~SquirreLord