kay, so i'm a xanga addict.

i made a new one because:

1) there's not really anything better to do when you're grounded as severely as i am.

and 2) Lindsey made me. (she thought up the name...it matches hers, Im_Linds)

so i'm going to try and wean myself sloooooooooooowly off of xanga.

i'm pretty fly for a white guy.

eMILY

+EDIT+

omg i loooooooooove my family. oh how strange they can be.

scenario 1: the father
me and my daddy are driving home from karate
dad says "hey, lets be like mexicans in low riders!"
dad leans wwaaaaaaaaaayyy down in the seat
pulls the steering wheel real low
and then he starts driving at like...2 miles per hour.
me: "waaait! we have to turn up the bass on the stereo as loud as it goes!"
i fumble with the knobs and buttons on the stereo.
"alkdjf how do you work this thing?"
dad reaches over and pushes something and the cd pops out.
me: "aaarrrggghhh you stupid mexican!"

scenario 2: the mother
for those of you who know my mother...i don't even need to explain anything.
for those of you who don't...you've got to meet this chick.
today when i walk in the door she's dancing around wearing this black veil over her face.
then she tries to run me over with the vacuum cleaner.
and one time she barked at jehova's witnessess.
like she actually got down on all fours and started barking like a dog. -_-

scenario 3: the little brother (keep in mind this kid's like in fourth grade)
i was teaching him this song that talked about a weenie man and his hot dog stand and his weenie wife.
out of nowhere my brother says: "i wonder if the weenie wife likes the weenie man's weenie!"
if i say "ghetto" my little brother snaps his fingers around in front of his face and goes "mm mm girlfriend!"
if i say "dave chapell" my brother goes "i'm rick james biatch!"

scenario 4: the dog
she eats her own feces and then tries to lick us in the face.

scenario 5: the little sister
um...well...she puts up with all of us?