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(no subject) [Oct. 10th, 2005|09:44 pm]
Mushrooooooom
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A dream I had while in BC [Aug. 21st, 2005|11:45 pm]
I've never really had a dream quite so strange as this, nor one I remember so vividly, so I decided to post.


I went camping with rorys family, and near our campsite was woods. It was really terribly frightening, rory's mother kept bringing all these scary dolls out of the woods, so I was like "Those things are hella creeping me out, can you get rid of them or something?" To which she replied with "Well, they're antiques, you can't just throw them away." so, I decided the obvious solution was to burn them all when she wasn't looking. I tryed it for a while, but she just kept bringing out more, and it kept freaking me out. Eventually she could see how much it was scaring me, and proposed a solution to my problem. "I know what'll fix everything, let's go see the new batman movie." When we got there, the theatre was huge and incredibly ornate, and there were these strange urns and a giant golden goose egg on a pedestal. The first thing rory said when he got in was "shit, these things look fun to smash!" And his mother agreed and they began to break everything. They broke all the urns, but just before they could break the golden egg, a woman came out and said "You know, if you keep vadalising things, I'm going to have to kick you out." "Drat" Rory says, and throws the egg which is now in his hands over a balcony, with out realising it. I go down to the bottom of the theatre, and a sign promptly imforms me, that, not only is the theatre a theatre, but that the bottom layer is also the house of commons. I find the egg, and bring it upstairs and put it on the pedestal. About that time I realise the movie is about to start, and find rory and his mother, and make our way inside. We get inside and there is no one there, only us. The movie starts, it's really strange, the movie is divided almost into chapters, and in order to get to the next chapter-like thing you have to beat whoever batman was facing in that chapter in a game of laser quest (after every chapter a big room opened up in which all that happened). The movie's a really crazy strange mix of every batman movie. It goes on for many hours, and eventually we finish the movie and go outside to the lobby, where Rory and his mother announce they're off to watch "The big game". I decide I'd rather not see the big and wander around until I see my friend fanni and her very russian looking boyfriend. She acts like a bitch to me until I talk to her boyfriend and he tells me he's on shrooms. She gets alot nicer from there and all he can say is "fuck, I'm on mushrooms in the house of commons, this is hillarious" he says it many times, to which, everytime I responded "Haha, shit man, I've been there before" Despite the fact that I was very aware I had never been on mushrooms in the house of commons. at which point chris appear out of the shadows, and we start conversing. it's quite a normal conversation until, in mid sentance, he blurts out, "Shit Ben, are you on magical mushrooms?" To which I respond "No, why the hell would I be on mushrooms in the house of commons, that's the last place I'd be on mushrooms in." He keeps asking me the same question in different weird voices, and I keep anwsering the same thing. It goes on for a while, until Chris says "Wait a minute Ben, we're not in the house of commons, we're in the chamber of commerce" At which point I say, "No, we're defenitely in the house of commons". He points at the sign that used to say "house of commons" and It has changed to 'Chamber of Commerce"
It's then that I think to myself. "Wait a minute, I have no idea where the hell I am, I must be disoriented. And wait! How the hell did I get here? Fuck, I don't remember anything at all. Holy crap, maybe I am on drugs."

And then I wake up
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YARRRR [Aug. 17th, 2005|12:53 pm]
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(no subject) [May. 20th, 2005|11:43 pm]

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(no subject) [Mar. 4th, 2005|05:18 pm]
And now, I horrible pun I just wrote

What bag did the man put his underwear in when he went of vacation?

In his Brief-Case.
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(no subject) [Dec. 21st, 2004|11:42 pm]
Victory, or atleast something like it.
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(no subject) [Oct. 16th, 2004|08:46 am]
Meeeeep!

It's far too early.
But then again, so was my toaster

and even though I'm not terrbily sure what I mean by that, I'm sure I mean something, and I really hope that something is fantastic, because I'm far to tired to be able to reassemble my head and tell.

Eeep. Beeen is terribly excited because word has reached him that people are visitinglike on el halloween, and this makes him feel terribly snazzy like. Almost as much as he likes refering to himself in the third person.

And yes, mine band might start playing shows soon, and this is fun. Because we can have silly intoxicated endevaurs where people watch us, as oppose to having silly intoxicated endevaurs without any one watching.

Raarg.
There is much to be discussed oh LJ of mine.

But I fear I'm terribly boring/lazy and I think I may need to stop writing now.


But yes! Things are. orange. And ontop of that, striped and vearing many different silly hats (so much so they the will not be beaten up in the silly hats area.)


Arr.

-Beeeen.
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(no subject) [Oct. 6th, 2004|07:23 am]
The Icky Bugs have learned to jump.

This is unpleasant.
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(no subject) [Oct. 1st, 2004|12:13 am]
Eeee!


Hullo!

I haven't see, to have written anything substantial in a while, but yes! I love you all. quite a bit too. And the fact that I think I've just finished what may be my most favorite like book ever further amplifies this. I think I may have to start apparating adjective to begin to describe the crasmotazosity of this book. The Perks Of Being A Wallflower it is called. And I've decided I'm going to have to get my own copy so I can fling it at people, and they can read it, and together, we can bask in the lovely-ness of it all. And yes.



Pants!

etcetera (even though that word always sounds wrong when I spell it, and smell it for that matter)

Eeep, I've finally found a partner in shoe switching, and this is something that enthralls me, as I've been looking for someone with the same size shoes as me for eons (It could be said) And yes, that person is Rory. And because I fully heart Rory, in all his destructive n64burningstatuewithangryfemeninhegeineproductsandbrokenlightersattachedtoit glory.

Reading this book has also enspired me to create a zine, and although I'm not terribly sure what it'll be about, my photocopier is enticing me, and yes. Happiness in general. And absolutely nothing to do with cats, nor dead ones.


And yes
Emily, I miss you terribly, and it's silly, and ben too for that matter, and also for that matter audrey, and carrie, and becky, and natasha, and neil and leah, and of course keith. And as such a big hoot-enany needs to be held with shindigging, and quite possibly some good 'ol fashioned clean fun, also this is not limited to non-clean fun. And yes! I seem to have forgotten Peter and alison, because I love both of you aswell, and yes, brad you too. (I hope I didn't forget any one, I seem to suck at memory matters more then I suck at diggesting things, which is an awfully diffucult thing to suck so hard at.) (Parenthese) (Even if improperly spelled)


These black boots
Look like coal chootes
And the brightest star
Looks pretty far
But that's okay.
Because we have chainsaws.
Even if you can't bring them on the public transportation unit route 111.


And I've decided I need to marry Isaac. And stuff.


And ick
I'm saying and alot.

On a slightly sadder note, I've left my bike locked up at school for sever days, and returned to find it trashed, but that doesn't matter, because I really like this book.
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I have no legs (or more, no working ones) [Sep. 14th, 2004|06:38 am]
raarg, it appears my left leg seems to be not working right, I'm not entirely sure why.

although this enthralls me. I'm not sure why.
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