briangriffen

so, my hair is growing back and i noticed something today, a majority of my hairs are turning grey! ACK! COUGH! ACK! ACK! what am i gonna do now!!!

(sobs uncontrollably)

so, should i dye it midnight blue or neon pink?

in other news, work sucks and my job would be awesome if it werent for the shoppers. i swear, i deal with the scraps from the bottom of the gene pool every night. they need to just go someplace else and shop, for wal-mart is a place to live out your dreams and dance the night away!

(sobs about grey hair)

Ah, the good ol' H-Bomb journal. You used to be our friend. Then everybody got soo coool and ditched you for their own journals. Now you sit broken down and forgotten like so many cars in a redneck's yard.Can you be restored? Most likely not. But in an effort to revive you, I shall start an argument. I say everyone that reads this is an idiot and I have proof. Also, your mother dresses you funny and your bref stank. That's right, B-R-E-F stank. So there. Respond to that, mother beetches!

My life is rated... G


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My life is rated G.
What is your life rated?

ok so i went back and took the test again after a full semester has gone by and nothing has changed! A little depressing! Oh well im off to class...:-(

this thing needs ti be revived before summer

Finally a post in the H-Bomb Journal!
Nothing to say, just wanted to type in some nonsense so something shows up on the friends page of anyone who still considers good ole Brian a friend. And to those who are not my friends I say this, "You can suck my cock without a condom on while I'm on the john!"

You are CLARISSA EXPLAINS IT ALL. She is a rad
chick with absolutely no fashion sense. If you
are a guy and chose this... you are gay.


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well... that should lighten the mood... i hope everyone else is having fun out in "the land of normalcy". i just spent my last 2 dollars on enough ramen to last 'til sunday, because my dad refuses to reimburse me, because apparently he hates me. so here's a hypothetical question: given the opportunity to take my father to court for claiming my mom and i as dependents on his taxes, should i follow through? i mean i know he hates me but do i truly hate him? please correspond!! _jason

Its sad that no one ever posts on this page anymore!! I hope everyone's break is going well. Mine's been quiet so far. For all of you in the Tri-Cities, let's try and get together on Thursday and go out to dinner or something, so I don't feel like a loser. I wish I could post a funny story or something, but nothing has happened. Will, Brian, and I got a handwriting analysis done at Starbucks by this random magician. Apparently I have issues with the opposite sex (duh) and I have some feelings I'm not conscious of. No idea what those could be. To end, I found a fun quiz....
-Jess

You are WILD AND CRAZY KIDS. You couldn't get
through life without a little fun... or a neon
colored t-shirt. You are a team player and
really into Omar Gooding. GO YOU!


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well its not like anyone reads/ writes in this think anymore...

im hungry... good thing there is mexican in my future!

-jason

My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated?

oops i didn't relize i was really all that bad.
hehehe
-liz

bored... that's the way it goes...

(originally: you wouldn't know kinky if it took a crap on your forehead)

so yeah...

i'm not trying to be a bitch when people give me compliments, it just kinda happens that way. see, when people compliment me, i see it as them desperately trying to cork my cry-hole instead of them expressing their liking. thusly, i dont deal with compliments well... issue 1 explained...

issue 2: expressing like and dislike... well, umm, i dont like conflict at ALL. i've trained myself to not express like or dislike because this leads to conflict and such.

these are things i've learned in one afternoon... the house smells like kerosene... and i'd love to pull a lawn chair outside and watch the pyre...

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/4096586/
(the best headline ever!)

-jason

p.s. by expressing this... i now feel like i may have offended someone somehow. I just picture someone saying "god, what a tubby bitch. Is there no way to cork his cry-hole." so i apologize?

it's nothing but gray nastiness, its the kinda of weather that makes a person wanna stab themselves in the eye for the sole purpose of seeing some FREAKING COLOR!

beware the cup of doom, it owns your soul and you don't even know it...

so i was sitting in the 3rd floor Hillman lobby, helping Al and Tyler study, and when i look down on the floor... i see a roach just kinda chillin' on the floor... im now afraid of the E&H thought police..

(SHRIEK!)

-JASON!

if only i had a knife...

ok... i had to write this paper for western about what inspired great ideas/ thoughts, and my paper was all about how inspiration is found when you leave the sterile confines of the laboratory and start experiencing the world. So, professor ass-for-brains tells me that all of my observations are "trivial" and "tawdry". Im sorry mr. rickie J. Ray, i will never reach community college calibur work, or be at such a professional level as to teach philosophy at a FREAKIN' COMMUNITY COLLEGE!

ok... enough of my ranting...

-Jason

The Man is back and The Man says this: Ever since The Man Himself left to make his own journal, the H-Bomb journal has gone to crap. The only one that ever updates anymore is Jason. While Jason is funny, he alone is not the H-Bomb. The two sorry individuals who live in the H-Bomb never say a word. Hunter has never posted. Hell' the Man isn't even sure Hunter has ever read this journal. Al used to post. They may not have been good posts, but at least he said something. And what on earth happened to the Lizbian?! She isn't dead. She just stopped talking, which is antithetical to everything I know about the Lizbian. The Man does not mean that The Man was the only good thing that ever happened to this two-bit wannabe journal, but the collapse most certainly coincided with The Man's departure. So for those of you looking to be entertained, check the Man out: TheManHimself right here on livejournal.com

I just wanted to take time to show appreciation for my friends in the past 2 weeks. Thanks for sitting around and listening to me bitch all of the time (especially Liz, sorry about the consistency of my problems). You guys are awesome!
-Jason

So I felt the need to post on the H-bomb journal just for kicks! We have discovered a new past time: making superheros. Yes I know, we are lame! Its really funny, however. Here's the link if you want to play: http://www.ugo.com/channels/freestyle/heroMachine/heromachine.asp
Mine is really cool cause I have wings. Heehee! Most of us are going to Divine Rythm this weekend in Gatlinburg so that should be waaaay too much fun. I can't wait! Hope everyone is doing well! I <3 you all!
-Jess
P.S. apparently I suck at Family Feud, I hate you all!

So I have finally decided that it is time to put my new year's resolution into action ... to start loving my friends better. So i have decided that in order to truly do this i must embrace all of their personality even if there are parts of it i don't like for whatever reason and I am going to emphasize the good. So here is a list of things i love about the people I feel like i am either the closest to or I have given the shaft for one reason or another.
Katie: Your innocence and the humor that comes with it
Hunter: your sarcasm and confidence
CC: your sense of nonstyle (for example the mullet)
Jessica: Your intelligence
Al: Your faith and your persistence at trying to get better at something
Jason: Your sense of humor... i know you can make me smile no matter how awful a day you have had
Tyler: How you look out for people even if you don't always want to
There are more of you that I am sure need something said about you but these are the people that I am starting to take for granted and this has been on my heart lately so i just wanted them to know this. Hope the semester is going well for people.
Liz

ok... let's start from the beginning (a very good place to start)...

so, my dad tried to explain his reasoning for not paying my insurance and then proceeded to badger me about why my mom didnt use her alimony money to pay for my insurance, and after about fifteen minutes of that i decided he needed to GO ON!

people who know me know that im not a very angry person. i try to be really objective to a persons point of view, and i really despise conflict, but after 18 years of B.S. enough is e-freaking-nough.

i then proceeded to tell him that i would rather rot in hell then trust him ever again and he can just f--k himself right off of a cliff (and many other expletives that ended up being a 45 minute rant). whenever he tried to interrupt my blazing eruption of bottled emotion, i told him to just "shut up, f----r". needless to say, i am officially kicked out. =)!!

so now im at my mom's house, and i should be back at school tommorrow. my mom and i now bond over our shared hatred.

so in review:
-no car
-no support
-court date feb 13
-owe about eight hundred dollars to the plumber i hit

THIS SEMESTER'S GONNA BE AWESOME!

I just got out of Western Tradition class, and I just had to write about it. My professor, Rickey Ray, is like a cartoon. He has a Grizzley Adams beard ("Grizzley Adams DID have a beard"), and he is a redneck philosopher. He had a medical boot on one of his ankles. He must have rolled his ankle over a stone while walking to his home in the middle of the woods. Rickey came into the room and I noticed a change of the odor in the air. I gave him the benefit of the doubt and ignored his ramblings about what was being expected for the Spring Semester of Western Tradition. Then he got up and walked closer to the students.

That confirmed that it was indeed Rickey Ray who was stinking up the room. I can't put a finger on what he smelled like. At first I thought cheap liquor. He does look like he lives deep in the mountains-perhaps it was moonshine. I decided against that, as he was too coherant to have drinken alcohol recently. I then moved on to the theory that he is a smoker, and applies too much Michael Jordan cologne to cover up the smell. I think that's it. Or he lives on a chicken farm. He did say he didn't have a computer at home.

Hello, Rickey? Welcome to 2004, I'm Alex and I'll be your host: Everybody has computers!

Enough on Rickey...hope everyone has a great day...and come chill in the H-Bomb.

-Al

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ok... this doesn't work, especially considering i have an irrational fear of horses... one second you're riding them, the next they bite your face off...

i dont think i do that, do I?

i wish i had a car... now i have to walk around to clear my thoughts and its not nearly as affective (or effective, i dunno) as driving...