HallMark Day

Did you know that Hallmark acutally created Valentines
day? I'm pretty sure it was them, might have been another
company, or DeBeer's Diamonds, but I"m pretty sure it was
Hallmark.
Regardless, it was a completly commercialized holiday
created to sell more christmas cards, chocolates and rings.
If you really do love someone, I find it rather sad that
you would celebrate Valentines day. It simply means that
you don't truely show your love that you do love and
appreciate them on a normal basis, so you have to have a
day in which you are allowed to do that.
It's just like those once a year churchers and Christmas.
First of all Christmas should not be a celebratoin of
Christs birth! You people who claim to be faithful should
be celebrating that even every day of your lives, and be
thankful for it. Celebrating christmas at mass once a year
does not give you a get out of hell free card, not even
when combined with being "a good person" Takes more than
that, sorry.
Another annoying one is Debeer's and the diamond engagement
ring. They actually invented that because "Diamonds are
forever." So people never had to buy them, they simply got
passed down through the family forever. They came up
with the Diamond engagement ring so that people would have
to buy new ones whenever they wanted to get married. Heck,
they probably helped make divorce so easy, so that they
could get lots of repeat customers.
Ok, enough ranting for now

J

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 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

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

The DJ

Eyes of Thunder
Eyes of Passion
Eyes of Theft
Eyes of Love
Eyes of Calm
Eyes of Soothing
Eyes of Chaos
Eyes of Birth
Eyes of Fire

Watching
Wanting
Waiting
Seeing
Eyes

Easy on the eyes

Lucky

I am currently speaking to the most beautiful, smart, and
sexy girl I currently know. yay for me. I wish her all
the happiness and wellness in the world, for to me, she has
given the gift of a smile. I shall forever be in her debt.

Coffee Fumes

I've been sitting here while
in the rue now pj's
coffee fumes strong
long time here
sick maybe
tired as
I dunno
sleep
what
go
j

Adam part I

This is the start of a new series, on how adam is dumb, and
the first a in his name is not even worth capitalizing.
Stay online for reasoning for adam's ignorance. The first
major entry should appear at some point tonight.

J

The JN Band

(read in an old timey radio voice...or paul harvey voice)

Last night, the Jeff and Norah band made it's stunning
debut into the music community over WTUL New Orleans, the
late night shows of late night shows.
This blossoming band, with small begginings and big
ambitions took the airwaves by storm. Thousands stood
outside the small windows of the station attempting to get
a glimpse of America's newest musical sensation. However,
only 6 people were able to. Those six people have now
fullfilled the dreams of every small child in our humble
little nation.
This dynamic band consists of three jewls of the world.
The first the amazing, wonderful, heart-throb of a man,
Jeff. With his slick attitude and sly comeover, he is a
force to be reconded with. Ladies lock up your daughters,
he's on the move. Up that is.
Then there is the lovely, sexy, eadible sweetheart, Noarh.
The true heart behind the band, the ideal that every young
women dreams to be. Her fan club already in the thousands,
headed by Al Gore himself. Just be careful lads, for there
may not be a man to tame this wild beast.
And where would this wondeful group be without it's start
and end in the Tall, adorable, gorgeous heartbreaker
Bronwen. She was the soul inspirtation for the band, has
arranged all gigs, and well, lets face it, they wouldn't
exist without her and her on air charm. Don't let that
sweet soothing voice fool you boys, though it does seem to
fool the many men that buy her dinner every night. Any one
here order a pizza?

So, wether you are a hard core punk fan, a death metal
lover, or a respecter of the classical arts, you must
admit, this is the best band you have ever heard, ever will
hear, our ever could imagine hearing.
So remember, 2-4 saterday morning, and who knows when
else. Tune in, and be DJ'd to heaven.

This is J, signing out.

Brain must work to read this

Every week I go, oh man, it's only monday...(I'm gonna stop
using caps) or oh yay, it's friday!! but i realize, it
doesn't matter...(it's silly to use double letters, i'm
gonna stop that)..because saturday and sunday, i just kep
working. i don't get any type of break...(it's stupid to
use ea...i'm just gona replace that with a)..so i never
stop working, there is no brak, why does..(and while i'm at
it, i'm geting rid of oe, and using just u) it even mater
that it's friday. i work seven days a wek with no braks. i
don't raly mind though (gh = g)
if i wasn't doing anything, then what would ( ou is
definatly repetativ, so lets make it o) i have to do,
nothing. so last monday when i thoht (and ght and th is the
same as t) oh grat, it's only monday, it dusn't even raly
mater because i've ben working al te time anyways. i have
just always ben taut
however, fridays are esentialy grat due (and why ue, lets
go to o) to te fact tat columns has a terific hapy hor.
I write (wr?? tat makes no sence, r is beter, and neiter
(ei is definatly e) dus ce..it's just prononced s) hapy hor
into my schedole for fridays, it is hig on my list of
priorities, sens i get a smal amont of braks. i migt go
crazy witot hapy hor. if it's betwen eter my job or hapy
hor, i'l take hap hor.
be careful when ordering drinks, it dus mater which felow
dos yor drink. te tal black (and why ck, just k is fine)
where was i? oh ya, te tal blak guy dosn't raly do a god
job wit long islands. te skiny white guy dos a grat job
tog. so eter get te white guy or get anoter drink, sens te
blak guy can't do it rit.
even beter tan a drink rigt now wold be a big tik stak wit
a large beverage of some sort.
however, sens it is niter friday or wednesday, i am wit ot
much optons for hap hory or staks. i wold rater at at my
hose anyways.
wel, tis entry is geting rater long so my tots are tat i
shold end it soner tan later. I raly like my improvements
on or prety wel waky language tog.

WireLess Net

I'm in class right now. There are about 20 of us, I am
just a few feet from my teacher, in a small room. But I am
still on the internet, surfing...writing in the BJ happy
hour, talking to women on IM. How has technology helped us
with learning?
Now to end this before he walks over and I get in trouble
Besides, I need to learn more about aristotle... though not
sure if through an architecture class is the best way
Oh, and my teacher is really tall
This one isn't funny.
I'll write more about the aron girls next, and how they are
going to fatten me up.

The Cocricket

So, I jump to the left, and pivot to the right, and roll
forward, and take three steps back, and do a little war
cry. I ran to smote the cockroch....but I could not. For
it was a cricket, and women are crazy
But, to the four Aron women with spines of butter, I love
them all

J

Forgotten

I think our little page here has been forgotten.
By us, so probably by our fan club. We have a huge one,
cause we are so derned awesome and funny and such.
I'll punch you if you think differently. Hey, it's a free
country, you can think whatever you want, but then I have
the right to punch you. That's what freedoms all about.
It's your choice.
WHAMO!!!
That may be what your choice gets you.
Some times we make bad choices.
Like women who have said no to going out with me. Very bad
choice on their parts. WHAMO!!!

I just watched logan's Run last night. The most boobies
I've ever seen in a PG movie
Oh why don't I have boobies in my bed right now!!!!
They are soooo awesome
I love them
Yes, I realize they are just big ol fat bags
But hey, so is Popeyes chicken
But we love it any ways.
Maybe my next entry will be dedicated solely to boobs, I
can't do them justice in this little piece
I wanna piece
WHAMO!!
Take that
I"m out

J

Roofies and Condoms

Ya, so, me and Bjorn were talking about giving this girl
that he likes some rufies, but she doesn't drink....
well...ne ways...we were just joking I'm sure..
and well, I was staying it, not him...
but to the point
so he whips out some pills and takes them out of the
pacakage, so I'm like, hey man, you can't give yourself
rufies and he's like jeff, rufies don't come in packages
like this, so I thought to myself, hey, what type of
package should rufies come in, it seemed most obvious that
they should come packaged with comdoms. In the center of
the condom wraper thing there could be a little ruffie,
indipendant of the condom, so you could break it out and
have the condom later and the ruffie first. I am such a
genious, who makes that stuff ne ways, I should give them
that idea.

J

Mardi Gras

It's mardi gras, whoppidy wooo woo.
And my roomate is a jerk, man, he just asked me to watch
over his cousin and 4 freshmen women who are coming into
town...why would I want to hang out with lots of hot
freshmen women who are getting drunk and staying at my
place durning mardi gras, this sucks.....

wait...no it doesn't

J

Butts

Why aren't butts detachable. Girls are always saying they
hate their rears, but most of the girls that say that...I
would love to have that thing around to grab or look at.
Most of the girls that say that, have very very lovely ones.
If only it were detachable, they would be willing to give
it too me.
Then I would have a whole lotta ass.
I would have to buy lots of leather to go with them though,
and that would be kinda expensive.

J

Disclaimer.

Ok people. Looks like we need clarification.
The thing about this page it.
For the most part
IT"S ALL A GIANT JOKE!!

I don't actually support things like one night stands,
killing women, or burning texas...well...maybe burning
texas. But hey, lets just remember that it's all in good
fun. K

J

One Nighters

Instans messanger is ruining one night stands.

So, you meet a girl, have a little fun.
At the end of it all, you don't give your phone number,
cause you really don't feel like talking to them again,
but, so you don't feel like a total jerk, the exchange of
SN's come.
Now who can resist ever adding a SN to their list if they
have it. No one can, it's not possible. The more people
are on your list, the better a person you are, and that's a
fact.
So..you add the name, and then, who can resist reading
their away messages and profile. You can't.
So then, you can't just forget about them, cause you always
know where there are, if their around, and what their
favorite quote of the week is.
You must then oneday IM then when your bored and "playful"

It's easy to resist calling
But who can resist IM.

J

Conexxxtions

Life is all about who you know

So are you the type of person that needs to make
connections, or are you the type of person people want to
konw....

I think i'm the type that people are afraid of,
moogiewhohahahahahaha.


j