I have added serveral good sites to the link section of this blog, so check them out.

There are resource sites, interactive sites/communities/profiles, and other good sites

Look up my Yahoo! screenname in the Yahoo! search engine; my screenname/username on Yahoo! is liljoe881

There are like over 18 pages in the search engine when you search that name @.@

Who here believes in witchcraft?  I've never mentioned this here before, but I practice witchcraft.  I'm not Wiccan because I only believe in one god and his name is God.

The main spell I use is something I call Mana Paper(although I'm not sure what it is really called), which is kind of like Magic:The Gathering, because you have to run/pour water on the paper, otherwise the positive energy will turn into negative energy.

Here is the spell:

Get the shortest and I mean shortest pencil that you can find, then write on a piece of paper what you want to happen(anything is possible), then crumble it up and get it wet with water(it must not be dry in any areas); if you don't get it wet, the positive energy will turn into negative energy, and there is no telling what will happen(the spell might just not work).  You must be willing to make it into a spell, if you aren't willing, then it isn't a spell.

It has worked for me.  If what you want to happen is too powerful, it will only happen in your dream(s).

That's right!  I'm back ^.^  I guess I must have forgotten how kool of a blog service this is

If you want to talk to me, then go right ahead; I'm all up for it.

You may also notice that my typing is different.  Here is an example of how my typing has changed(this sentance only serves the purpose of deminstration):

My dog is sick from licking it's butt, but he will be ok; tonight we take him to the vet.

Notice any changes?  Well, let me point them out to you: I put a space in between the word butt and but and I put a semi colon after ok, because it joins two sentances together.

One day I hope to get a job that involves literature, like being an editor.  My profile is kind of out of date, because I am more interested in art than any of those things that I have listed; I'm just too lazy to update it...

Well, this is the end of the post.  Stay tuned for more.

I have moved to a new blog service called Blogger.com,so if you want to find me,just go to: http://coldstud.blogspot.com

I don't know why,but I get the question "Did you have sex with your sister?" alot...  I mean I don't know where these people heard this from...  I have never had sex with anyone and even if I did,I wouldn't do it with my sister;  That would just be wrong oO  Having sex with your family members isn't the way to go.

Even this girl that knows that I am smart ask me that question...

Why do people take me as such a fool?

This bravejournal is even more nifty than I thought @.@

Roll or mouse over this -> ROFL

It will literally tell you what it means ^.^  I know that this isn't a big suprise to some of you,but I'm still getting use to it and it is kool.

Here are some more examples of what you can role your mouse over and see what it is:

PHP

LOL

HTML

URL

I'm not even sure if half of them would work =/  I'm just throwing things at you

That's all I wanted to say.

EDIT:WTF?!  I thought that it would work

Maybe it only works in comments... 

Well...  It worked in earlier post...

Could someone explain to me why this isn't working?

Stuff like PHP and ROFL should be underlined with dotted lines...  Ah forget it...  This thing is confusing me

Well...  I haven't posted in awhile,so I thought I'd just drop a line...  Here is a funny poem I wrote,but first I want to tell you about the main character in the poem:

(.)_(.)
<_._>

^ He is the main character and his name is 'The Raisin Hater' and he hates raisins.  I am also in the poem.  'The Raisin Hater' is only the size of your thumb,so yeah,I guess you can see how it would be funnier.

Here it is:

Writer's Block No Longer Knocks:
Writer's block knocks on my door,
But do I dare answer?
No,
Because I have my little buddy 'The Raisin Hater' to do it.
"Hey man,there's a raisin at the door."I told 'The Raisin Hater',
"Those darn raisins!  Why won't they leave me alone?!"
He goes to answer the door,
And he is blinded by anger,
So he answers the door and tears the writer's block limb from limb.
'Hehe!  No more writer's block for me!'I thought to myself,
But I haven't heard the last of him;
*Knock knock!*
"Who's there?"I yelled.
"It's writer's block!"
"Hey man,I thought you killed that raisin..."I said.
"I did!"
At that moment I knew that something was wrong,
So when the writer's block had left,
I went outside to see what he had killed,
But it wasn't writer's block,
It was a policeman!
"...!!!  You...You...You killed a policeman!"
I started to panic,
But before I could say anything 'The Raisin Hater' said:
"Don't look at me.  You're the one who said it was a raisin."
I dragged the limp body into the house,
But before I could get him to the kitchen,
Someone started knocking at my door.
"Who is it?"I said all annoyed.
"It's writer's block!"
I told 'The Raisin Hater' to go and kill that raisin,
So he went outside all blinded with anger,
I heard a voice of a dying person,
So I was relieved that writer's block was finally gone.
"Darn raisins!"
"Thank you man.  You did a good job."I said in a relieved tone of voice.
"I killed every single one of them."
What have I done...

Roflmao XD  So,what did you guys think?  This is a poem that is suppose to realieve the pain of writer's block.  I wrote this like a few months ago,which was probably like 3,4 or 5(I can't remember which...)

I feel like this @.x  I just woke up a few minutes ago and I just remembered about yesterday at the tattoo shop...  Don't get me wrong,I'm not drunk,it's just that I get extremely tired...  I don't drink alcoholic beverages nor do I take any drugs.  I take medication,but not harmful drugs.

Now about the shop:

Too many people came in at the same time and I had to put up with a whole bunch of stupid people who acted like they didn't understand english,but they do know it...  I wish that my dad was up there when this was happening...  He tends to disappear and for the big man he is,I don't understand how he can slip past us without seeing him @.@ 

I don't mind people comming into the shop like one hour apart,it's just that when you have too many people at the same time,it get's crowded and we have to put up with them,especially when they bring their kids in x.x 

They should just leave those little brats at home with a baby sitter,because we can't have little kids ruining our business >_<  They try to get in people's way by sitting in the floor(I'm not sure if that's their intention,but let's just go with it shall we?),they try to look at my dad's portfolio,like where there are bare breast and testicles >.<  If those kids would have yelled out "Theres a penis in here!",then we probably would have gotten sued...  Well,not quite,because we gave them warning before they got to that section,which was MUST BE 18 YEARS OF AGE TO GO BEYOND THIS POINT! But they never listen,and their parents should have known that when they saw the kids grabbing that book(actually it is a binder)

People today here in Kentucky are so simple minded and it's about to drive me to insanity  I'm already crazy and I don't mind that,but when I reach insanity,I would probably want to go back to just being crazy 

I like hanging out at the shop because of my friends who go there and my dad and the tattoo artist blows stuff up and I am sort of a pyro maniac

Anyone have any tips on how to keep from going INSANE?

I now have a bravenet website that has to do with helping small message boards grow,by having people join their message boards.

A message board can't grow without members...

So visit the site today and help out