(Now usually I don't do this, but uh, go ahead and break 'em off with a little preview of the remix. Because I can, and I'm bored, and felt like it. So, Rap. I guess in Nicki Minaj style.) ------- I’ve got a problem Here’s my confession Just lookin’ at you You’re my obsession You make me hot My minds on fire You my desire And I require A whole empire You know, like I’ll be Caesar I’ll try to please ya And if you please me Then I’ll squeeze ya Just to tease ya Then Imma run You better chase me Like I’m a liquor And I run quicker I make you sicker But you know what? See, I’m a cracker If you eat me You’ll feel much better So eat me Go on, Alice, eat me You know how to treat me You say you hate it I know you’re lyin’ You’re a mathematician You love it when we’re dividin’ Multiplyin’ High flyin’ We’re flyin’ in the sky No, that’s the bed But full of cotton It’s like a cloud You gettin’ loud You so hungry I hear you rumbling A tiger in a cage Mamma’s on the prowl She’s gotta eat That meat Completely Or the vultures will be coming home to greet me So the tiger better hurry up and eat ‘Cause the vultures will be coming home to greet me The vultures will be coming home to greet me To greet me (*Vulture cry noise*)

My weekend is going to be quite the time warp. If all plans follow through, then Tonight, I am going to Chuck E. Cheese with my older sister and little brother. Then tomorrow afternoon I (possibly) am going to see The Roomate. And then tomorrow night, I'm going to Bingo with my sister and grandma (and whoever else). From past to present to future. All in 2 nights. I kind of hate Chuck E. Cheese though. Not just because of the hundred kids running around, but because their games are such a rip off. I have won at least 3 jackpots there, though.

You know the show Dead Like Me? Well, you know how it's cancelled? No, it's not coming back. But sometimes I imagine it does, with a semi-new cast (Keeping George, possibly, since she's newest to the business. She'd be like, the new Rube). And the main character this time is this new boy, played by Me. I have my death planned out and everything. This is how I die in the show: I go skydiving with some friends for the first time, because it's on our bucketlist. Well, when I go, the wind blows me off course, and I land and get stuck in a tree. (This has happened already on an episode.) But The Catch (that isn't in the show): The parachute is stuck in this tree, and I'm hanging there. In the distance I hear this rumbling sound. I look to my right and see a cloudy puff rising from the ground. I look down and see train tracks. I'm hanging directly over the train tracks that the train is traveling down. I'm a sitting duck. Or, a hanging duck. And Bam! The train hits me, like some vicious pinata. And there I stand, looking up in the tree with a broken branch, and a field of red barley. Red is not the color of the barley itself, but of what is covering the body. Me. And voila. I'm a grim reaper. ======================================================== I think that would be awesome. But also horrible, because it would probably ruin the show completely. I'm 99.99% positive about that. Especially if it's anything like the movie.

My mom finally let us start watching my Pushing Daisy's box-set. (I could have watched them before, but she loves the show too, so I waited to share them with her.) But, God. It depresses me. But in a good way. It's like getting that excruciatingly painful lump in your chest after taking a drink of soda. Even though it hurts, it's a good feeling because it's from something that you love. Ned and Chuck are too perfect. And it depresses me, because I want a Chuck. I'm like Olive. Except I'm a boy liking Chuck, not a girl liking Ned.. And at least Olive gets to be around Ned all day. In my world, Chuck isn't real, so I don't get to be around her. ============ You don't find people like Chuck in my world. Not like Chuck. Not like Liz Lemon. Not like Leslie Knope. Not like anyone worth while. You find people like the girls on 16 and Pregnant. Jersey Shore. Whatever else. Nobody is worth while in this town*. At least not worth my while. And that's where the soda-lump comes to play. ============== *There was this one girl from my Senior Science class. She was like someone you'd find in a show that I would love. And I loved sitting behind her in class. Every Friday, she'd quote new The Office quotes. And we'd talk about Community. And we'd quote. And we'd goof off. And we'd have fun. And I miss it. You know..?