ahh

so yeah this is one year old. both of use have well
forgotten about it i think. so anyways

YOU WILL ALL DIE OF MY WRATH

so thesis is kicking my ass around the block, takign me
into the alley, and raping me...only to leave me behind to
bleed....then kick me while i'm down.

TAKE THAT REACH GIRLS WHO HARRASSED ME...that includes jeff

well yeah so i haven't been around cause well let's say got
better things to do...not realyl just have ltos of things
to do.

so fire away

line 'em up and shoot 'em

oh yeah FUCK ALABAMA.....that's the phrase since the hit
and run...erk

-b

The Chase

When we were first driving, I was pretty sure we weren't
being followed. Everyone was acting pretty nervous though,
I was pretty sure we were going to be caught. Luckly, we
were able to find our woman, and get her out. That was
only the beggining of it though.
We had to reach our destination, and pick up what we all
wanted in the first place. Everyone wanted it. It was one
of the largest archeological finds of our time. We were
able to find it easily, seeing as we knew how to look.
It was the getaway where things got really ruff.
The three beautiful women weren't able to trust me, and I
didn't have time to earn it, it was unfortunate that force
was the only way to keep them safe. It only made them hate
me more. If only they knew how much I loved them all, and
how I just wanted to protect them. There was just no time
to explain.
I was able to catch up with them as they got in the car. A
achine worthy of a good getaway, the kind they would use in
a Bond movie, and that's exactly what we needed.
Before I knew it, we were driving along, my gun to her
head, telling the others to drive. They were all so
beautiful, so innocent, so valient. It felt like a crime,
but I had to do it.
Unfortunatly I underestamated them. They weren't
cooperating, the stuborn bastards, if only they knew.
Soon, the car was whipped off the side of the road, and we
were fighting, they just didn't understand. Suddenly, I
had a gun at my own head, I couldn't hear over the screams
Those eyes tearing into my soul, the gun at my head, my
hands, one wrapped around the neck in front of me, the
other with a gun to her head. I only hope I can be
forgivin for these sins, but if not, if only I could save
them. And my love, my love beside me. She must have been
the most confused. It's hard to believe, that only 6
months ago, on the beach where we meet, we were imracing
each other on the sand, and now...it had all gone to hell.
Back then they trusted me, if only they could now. But how
could they, after what happened. Their 4 turned to 3, how
could they trust anyone.
At that moment though, they didn't need to trust me. They
found us, they were on us. Those eyes of passion, starting
at me from behind the barrel of that gun suddenly changed,
and showed a sort of realization. Not an understanding,
but a realization that if she didn't drive, we'd all be
dead. So we drove, she went where I told her. I must
admit, I was a little frightened. She knew how to use that
wild beast she was driving, soon only dust was behind us.
That car is alot like her. I loved that car, it was our
salvation. I'm sure they knew that I was grateful for it,
if only they knew how much I loved them.
The spot I secured was there, we just had to walk a few
feet now, and we'd be safe. I held onto an arm, and we
walked like lovers, just as some coming back from dinner
might walk, or so it might seem to anyone looking. Most
eyes wouldn't see the gun though. I knew they still
wouldn't trust me.
Once again, I underestimated them. Before I knew it, I was
looking at the floor, and they were 50 feet gone. They
split up, and ran some to the elevator, some to the
stairs. I guess they hoped at least one would get away.
They underestimated me. Within a moment, I had the stair
runner in my arms. I picked her up and flew down that
stair well. In time enough to cut off the others. When
the elevator doors were opened, I was there. I think at
this point, they realized there was no way out. They had
to come.
soon it wouldn't matter though. Soon we were safe, or at
least in a safe place. We had all made it. Even the box
in my hand, which held the contents of our misfortune had
made it.
It was all over. I had to leave them there. Where they
are now, I don't know. If I'll ever see them again, I
don't know. Whether they will ever trust me again, I don't
think so. I lost it all for them. They didn't know it
though. But they didn't have to. They were safe.
I'll dream about them tonight. Just like I do every
night. Out on the beach, sitting in the sand. The moon
reflecting off the water.
I pray one day, I'll hold her there again.

J

The Structures Series III

I was inspired by concrete, so today, EE is compared to Re-
Bar (reinforcement bar)

EE + RB
- We'd like each one to disappear beneath wet concrete

EE
-Reinforces us to do our homework
RB
-We know to use as reinforcing if we do our homework

EE and RB
-Both are long and skinny

RB
-Helps keep concrete straight
EE
-Helps keep women straight

EE
-Carried around by the Dean
RB
-Carried around by mexicans

RB
-Round
EE
-Flat



You know, I remember these being funnieir.

J

The Structures Series II

No Idea how this one will go, but I've been asked this week
to comparte EE to rubber bands.

RB
-Made out of rubber
EE
-I don't really know, she's mainly water, with alot of
hot air.

RB + EE
-Both could be used to bind the Dean in lewd sexual
positions

RB + EE
-Neither should be eaten

RB + EE
-Can be combined with other objects to make new
interesting objects

RB + EE
-Bad idea to try and set either of them on fire

RB + EE
-Neither has 3 hands

RB + EE
-Never ends

RB
- Can be shot at enimies easily
EE
-Much harder to shoot at someone, but way more fun

RB
-Purposly manufactured
EE
-was probably an accident

RB
-Smooth surfaces
EE
-Covered in hair and black clothing

RB
-Very Stretchy
EE
-I haven't tested strechability, though it looks like
someone did

From Tyler
RB
-Will bounce off something once or twice
EE
-Will bounce around a subject for hours

From Laura
RB + EE
-Neither smells that great.



Well there it is...not as good as I remembered, but not bad.

J

The Structures Series I

This is the first in a series of things I wrote last
semester in a class that bored me. This first entry
spawned many many more, and now...I transpher them to the
computer. For the record, I love the teacher of this
class, the class just calls for this.
Enjoy.
PS EE is the teacher

The Structures Paper:

Okay, so I'm in this class for 3h15m's on tuesday. Since
the 2 hour lab has only 5 minutes of content, it's the
perfect oppertunity to create a BJ entry.

Todays Random Subject
5 minutes of content in 2 hours....wait, n/m, Laura just
had the great idea of comparing the teacher of this class
to an I-beam (or technically...a wide flange beam(tylers
mom has a wide flange.))

I-Beam
-Full of Steel
EE
-Full of crap in class (niceness outside)

I-beam
-Looks good exposed
EE
-Nooooooooo

I-Beam and EE
0Prevents thrusting in verticle members

I-Beam and EE
-Don't want either to fall on you

I-Beam
-Great to see under your ceiling
EE
-That mirror on the ceiling was not put in for her

I-beam and EE
-In 2 hours, doesn't really do anything

I-beam and EE
-The Dean goes crazy for both of them

Temporary break for input from Laura

EE and I-Beam
-Flat on all sides

EE and I-Beam
-Can be very redundent in structures

I-Beams
-Generally aren't Flaky
EE
-Always 15 minutes late to class

I-Beam and EE
-Sometimes you just wanna wack em with a sledge hammer
to hear what it sounds like.

The End
...hmmm...that one was okay...future ones get better.
Look forward to them. We'll see what I feel like posting
right now.

J

Beautiful

I look at a picture of her, and realize she is the
deffinition of Beauty.

J

1st

If you were a jackolantern, what face would be carved into
you?

And if you weren't a jackolantern, would you be really
pissed at a person who tried to carve up your face, and
cook your pumpkin seeds?

Those questions can really make you think.

J