crazy girlfriend

wow, well today was great.  3 of the 4 band members came over and although we only praticed for like 38 seconds, we finished a whole song(most of the time we played grandtheft auto or ate milk and cookies).  not bad for our first pratice.  katie, alex1 and alex2... rock on.  but anyways,  my girlfriend broke up with me and it was mutual,   of course, but now she calls me like 25 times a day.  and i mean she actually calls me 25 times every day!  so apparently she's not intrested in me, yet i'm intresting enough to disturb 25 damn times a day.  and on the rare occation that i don't press the ignore button she never has anything important to say!  it's always this long awkard pause that ends with me saying something like, "um, my elbows caught on fire can i call you back" or "i left my tv on and i need to go watch it. so, bye you crazy phscyo man destroyer"  well a few good things came out of the relationship. oh wait, no they didn't.  i used to enjoy hearing my ring tone all the time (cuz i made up a little dance to it) but now i agree with alex,  cell phones are the devil!  (check out his phone paragraph at   malex.blogspot.com)  ok well i better stop writing because my crazy ex is standing outside my window with a shotgun threatening to blow my head off if i stop loving her.  i told her to freakin pull the trigger already so i don't have to listen to this crap anymore.  lol                                                                                    -steve

grand theft auto

hey,  well i've decided to blog it up after reading a friend's passionate, yet insightful blogs.  (malex.blogspot.com      i recommend the damn alexander grahm bell one) anyways,  i'm sure my life is too boring to actually read about so... i'll just make up a bunch of lies :  yesterday, i was walking down the street and i shot some guy in the face and stole his car.  then cops and the swat team chased me but i pulled out a chain saw and sliced them up real good.  actually that was all the stuff i did while playing grand theft auto.  man what a great game.  it's too bad that you can't hold up a police station and then get a change of clothes and expect them not to recognise you.    if i ever blow up a cop car i'm definatily going to bring a change of clothes and i don't mean just any clothes... i mean like a ninja outfit.  if worst comes to worst i'll just blame my juvenile actions on the creators of the game.  okay well, it's been almost four minutes since i stopped playing so i'm gonna go restart the game and reign down a fierce storm of havoc on the poor computer generated souls who live there.