Mookie Riffic

In response to Susie’s wonderment at why i chose the Geico Gecko for my MU.NU button, I have composed a short biography on the Gecko.

1) The Gecko is actually a child star. He aspires to be like his mother. Most people think he is an adult because he can drive, but what they don’t realize is that the Gecko is actually quite young. And that hot little red car he drives is remote controlled by his agent/director.

2)The Gecko had a disturbed childhood. His family home was very disturbed. His parents fought constantly, often with his mother winning. And his father, to say the least, was a wimp.

3)The Gecko is a puppet created by his corporate employers and has absolutely no say in what he does. In fact, he could be considered a whore. He gets paid to do as he’s told.

4)The Gecko also had to deal with sibling rivalry as his brothers and sisters were very cruel people that took pleasure in teasing him. And they often rubbed “the salt in the wounds” by bragging that they got a contract with a cooler company.

So as you can see, the Gecko is a very famous child star with many rivals. He should be celebrated because of his great courage.

I would like to state that I do not approve of teenage smoking and peer pressure. (there-I did my good deed/message for the week)

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I'm sick. I’m upset, and I’m unmotivated. This sucks. But to be truthful with out the sickness life is no different.

At school I know of at least 6 kids that have Mono. They’re all preps. So I’m not to terribly worried about it, considering the preps and me have a nice little “Armistice” going: they don’t bother me any more then necessary, and I don’t make snide comments and insult their intelligence- in such a way that they don’t understand it –constantly.

Some of my friends have ditched me. I don’t know why. I don’t care at this point, because I’m sick. And when I’m sick I don’t care. I know I’m being repetitive. But I don’t care.

Some asshats on my bus today were being generic tards. They kept sticking their heads out the windows, hitting one another, and pretty much being stupid babies. Normally I would have told them to grow up, or ignore them. Today I did neither, but I didn’t have the nerve to tell them off. You see at one point they popped one of the emergency exits and the bus driver had to pull over, turn off the bus, walk to the back, yell at the kids (who did nothing but try to argue with her) and close the exit, and then walk all the way back up to the front. Ext. Once again normally it would have been that bad. Except my bus driver is supper nice, and very pregnant. I was so mad at those kids. But I could do anything because they are really big. And 90% of the time I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a knife somewhere on their persons.

In Theatre Production we cleaned out the Prop Room. Talk about a nightmare. We had two hours to sort through the nightmare; we did it in an hour and a half, Go Us. Funny thing though, the prop room has one of those pop ceilings where it’s the panels. Well on some of the panels that are actually still there, we put some suitcases. I can see it now, in a year or two someone will need to do some electrical work and about 15 suitcases will fall on them. Heh. Guess I should make a sign huh?

What else can I ramble about? I’ve been making a short story up. Its almost 6 pages now. Maybe a little over, I don’t remember, but its all typed. It made one of my friends mad, I let him read it. I left it at a cliff hanger, two of the characters were fighting, and one was just about to slash the others throat when I stopped for the night. I don’t think I’ll send him the next section. Just to annoy him. Heh. I probably will. But not for a day or two.

Okay I’m running out of O.J. I’ll post when I get a chance.

I think my dog is going insane. Its under my bed sneezing.

Oh by the way, The new Graphic/link to MU.NU is my own creation.

My dog has been sneezing for almost 3 minuites now.

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