The Alienz Are Going To Take Our Bibles And EAT THEM!

Keep In Mind: This is a Joke, it’s not to be taken personally

THIS BREAKING NEWS, many bibles of all churches have gone missing in the three months. One of the residents of our local town has claimed to see flying object in shapes of chinaware absorbing all of the books through the homes and local churches. Johnny Redneck has something about this 

Some asshole spelled his name wrong

The Aliens really looked like bowels of spaghetti and meatballs. I do believe that I have a picture of it on my phone.

– Johnny




Today is my birthday while it’s my first day of school. I didn’t really care for how I looked because I’m lazy about what I wear. I ended up thinking it was the worst morning ever of getting yelled at by one of my parents (Seriously, I really hate it when someone yells at me rudely. I can’t really see a point in listening to them anyway. That’s just my opinion)

While at school I go to the cafeteria to get the breakfast as usual. It’s normally cereal of some sort and juice. I said to some people that it was my birthday, when I responded. I must’ve sounded miserable and sad, or angry and sarcastic. Maybe both. Then when I get to my locker. Keep in mind, I despise those round lock things in every locker because I’m too dumb to figure it out. I pretty much stressed out and had more than one person to help me open it, over and over, again, once more.

I see much of the rest being pretty normal until I got home… That got crazy, the power went out when my stepparent said “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TESU” the power was out for about a couple of hours. We had tacos together. The end.

School Is Coming Back!

Hello! After a whole month of nothing to do than sit around, eat, sleeping, or something else in general. I’m very glad that school is coming back! Plus, my birthday starts on the day school starts. Yeah, doesn’t that sound ‘great’? No, it doesn’t sound great that school starts on your birthday. It sucks. It really sucks. 

I have all the school supplies I need in order to survive another year of school, I’m almost, so close to getting in high school. Very excited to get everything done! 

I’ve been thinking about making a goal if I’m going to improve my reading comprehension, I’m going to have to read a bunch of books. Maybe I’ll discover something that can be so important for a life time. I’m pretty much a big doof when it comes to math, I need to improve that as well. I’d sure like to make sure I’m doing well on science, geometry, physics, and history. I wonder if I can teach myself French?

Now I wonder, what’re we going to learn, or what am I going to learn this year? Who knows really? I guess I’m gonna find out!

After a month of no school, I really need to clean my face more or else my acne’s going to get worse! And I need to brush my teeth before I get a cavity in one of my teeth. I’m pretty sure my breath smells like a dumpster from New York.

My god, I realized I do need to clean my room more often, but damn my laziness though. I wanna a wii u and splatoon so badly you don’t even know.

I’m Furious About You Being Furious About The Thing You’re Furious About


Watching social media more or less incessantly as I have been over the last few days – instead of working or feeding my children or acknowledging brief but important everyday moments of physical affection from my partner – I’ve seen, as you surely have, that everyone is furious about a thing.  This thing really has got goats and stuck in craws in every corner of the globe. It’s been trending for days and hardly anyone’s feed is free of comment on the subject.  Politicians and celebrities have weighed in with their opinions, and seventy-four badly-realised parody accounts based on this thing were registered by midnight Pacific Time last night.

But ask yourself this: why? Why are they furious about this thing when there is another thing that I believe they should be much more furious about?  The thing that I believe they should be furious about is so much more…

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YES, NO, MAYBE SO: OR, Congratulations, Your Book Is Coming Out Again, But Written By Someone Else!


A little story about strangely full circle writing careers and saying yes for you.

In the summer of 2004, I was 27 years old, and at the Breadloaf Writer’s conference, where I was boring an editor to tears by talking about my short story collection. No editor wants to hear those words, particularly not out of the mouth of a mostly-unpublished writer. In some desperation, I decided that maybe I could save the meeting by making him laugh, and so I started to tell stories about my “Year of Yes,” a year in which I’d accepted every invitation to go on a date – or random experience, as it turned out – in New York City. I did a lot of things that year, including swimming at Coney Island in February with a subway conductor, because hey, NYC. It was, in fact, how I met my then-husband. The editor perked…

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The Greek crisis and the dysfunctional European political space

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Igreek-crisis-16t has been sad to see the Greek crisis gathering pace, culminating in a Eurozone summit which, on condition of deep and intrusive reforms, allows Greece to remain in the Eurozone, and offers the perspective of another bailout.  But no one is under any illusions that the crisis is resolved.  It is clear that European integration has reached a very low point, judging by the acrimonious debates at all levels: official, media, and social media.

This post does not comment on substance but on process.  If there is a silver lining to the crisis it is, in my view, the birth of a European political space.  The long-living mantra that the EU suffers from a democratic deficit is well known.  It is coupled with a profound scepsis about the potential for ever narrowing, let alone removing, that deficit: there is no European demos, only demoi.  Democracy continues…

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