So as you might have guessed I watched The Da Vinci Code last night. If you didn’t guess then why else would I have a picture of Mona Lisa and the title of this entry would be “The Code”? Really now. Anyway lol So there were a lot of ideas about the real “holy grail” and all that jazz but that’s not what I’m going to talk about. I’m not even going to say that I liked the movie or I didn’t like the movie. But I did kinda like the movie but I enjoyed reading it much more. Yeah, yeah I just contradicted myself, get over it!

But there was an idea that sparked into my mind.

Disclaimer: This may or may not be what I really think about what I am going to say. What I can say right now can just be for kicks and should not be taken seriously. If you are the Pope, a Bishop, a Priest or just a really holy person I apologize and I will go to confession right after this. In fact I just lied saying I will go to confession because I haven’t been in a long time and don’t plan on for another decade or so. In other words, I may think this is true because I thought of it and I’m perfect (see previous post)so who knows, I might be in the royal blood line as well. That is why I may have come up with this revelation, me being so divine and all. Also, this is a little graphic, this is intended for mature, open individuals. I think I’ll eat some chicken after this.

So we all know that Mary was Jesus’ mother. If you don’t know and have no idea what I’m saying right now, just try to follow. She was known to be a virgin. Now how can a virgin have a baby? It is a little complicated and anything that is complicated to explain at the moment is just to be believed that God was behind it all. Which again, in this case he wasn’t. A possible hypothesis, (I have others but this is my more favourite one) is that Mary was ugly. No one would sleep with her, not even if she paid for sex. So with all this sexual frustration, she would masturbate quite frequently because what else are you going to do in those times? So one day there was some man, who also masturbated a lot and didn’t get a chance to fully clean his hands when he was finished. So on that day, their hands came into contact (many hypothesis of how they came into contact is pending and ideas would be great) but when this happened she went home or was already there and then she masturbated that day and then 9 months later a “miracle” occurred and Jesus was born. QED.

Don’t ask me why but I was looking at mathematical information on Wikipedia and I came across “Perfect Numbers“. Now they said that a perfect number is when you take an integer n and take all of n’s divisors and sum them (not including n). So the first perfect number is 6 because 1 + 2 + 3 = 6. The next perfect number is 28 because 1 + 2 + 4 + 7 + 14 = 28.

Now since we all know my birthday is on the 28th, and if you don’t know, now you know *****. Is this a sign that I’m perfect? I think so. So, this is my first step to proving that I’m perfect, I’ll be back with other ways to try to prove my perfectness.

However, in the mean time, I would like to propose a toast, to me being perfect lol and to my 100th post

It also came to my realization that I’m averaging about 100 posts every year, so if I keep this up, in 50 years I’ll have 5000 posts and when I live for another 100 years I’ll have 10000 posts! Since I’m perfect I think this should be an easy task.

Everyday you go through another day, just another day. And so because of this monotony you get used to saying the same things over and over. For instance when passing by people, one (a typical person) would say “Hey, how’s it going?/Hey, how are you doing?” getting a response that is usually along the lines of “good, you?/ good./ not bad, you?/ not bad.” It’s actually quite annoying. I’ve once broken the routine and people would have to stop and be like “wtf?”. When they ask me how I’m doing, I just say that I’m terrible or something along those lines. When was it the last time you said, “I’m not bad” and really you are in a bad mood? Why are you lying? Anyway that leads me to another rant.

When taking showers… and when you drop the soap. First off, it isn’t all that bad? I have fear about dropping the soap in my own shower when I’m all by myself. Yet when I drop it, I look around and wonder if anyone is around to you know… like.. yeah. I find that this is so ridiculous considering I lock the door (if there is anyone home) and I’m so scared for what reason? I’ve never been assaulted like that but yet everytime that happens I feel as if I were a little boy stealing cookies or chocolate from my mom’s hiding spot. If I get caught with something in my hand while I’m looking for it, I get fucked.

Another thing that pisses me off, is when soap breaks. Either I have a really strong grip or they just don’t make soap like they used too. It’s not like I’m using the cheap ass soap either. So what gives? Then I’m too lazy to get a new bar of soap so I use every little bit of leftover soap. Really annoying… but that’s life.. right?

Cheers to endless nights.

Cheers to lying outside on grass or sand.

Cheers to sitting on a patio.

Cheers to being active.

Cheers to getting money.

Cheers to wasting money.

Cheers to cottages.

Cheers to the outdoors.

Cheers to beaches.

Cheers to the big movies.

Cheers to the great songs.

Cheers to no stress.

Here she is, summer! The second day has started and I’ve never been happier! Cheers!

No, I’m not talking about checkers. Rather, it is about Steve Nash. When was Lebron the King? How many rings does he have? lol How many MVP awards does he have? Shit I hate these nicknames. We all know that Nash is now the King so please crown him.

You see this picture? I played around with it so that it looks like Lebron is giving his crown to Nash (when he should’ve had it all this time). Congratulations Stevie! lol w00t! Didn’t even come close Lebron… go home and get whipped by the Pistons (just like game 1, ouch!) =D

And YES I’m still procrastinating. lol