The Hidden Profile of the madmonkeyrider

I am so weird,so psychotic you'd think I was a hermit.Maybe I am,maybe I'm not but I'll tell you what I am certainly not a retard.I am a picky man with everything,books,food, and even video games. I like to freak my enemies out by making them think I'm out to kill them. TV and me don't mix if it wasn't for Simpsons,Family Guy, NCIS and the fact that my video game system needs it I'd throw that thing out. By the time you finish reading this I'll probably be cruising on my Trek bike. Might I add I'm a dinosaur. I barely know how to post this blog profile let alone program a computer. Books rock if they are good few fit my standards(Lemony Snicket,Seekers and Warriorcats fit a few). I also made up my own language.Currently working on a fun novel,Icelandic language and culture and getting muscles.I like all temperatures so long as it's below 120 F and above-20 F.My kinda afternoon is a hot afternoon sleeping in a hammock taking a siesta with lemonade.My evening is cold with a book,hot choclate in a rocking chair near a fire.I'll admit to being lifeless....for now.Say that to my face and you'll be literally lifeless heh heh heh

Video Game Currently Played

  • Tomb Raider
  • Diddy Kong Racing DS

Monday, June 22, 2009

Weekend 2: So far still good

It wasn't until this weekend that Summer started to pick up

Okay first I got a huge cold which I am still trying to get over which has bee driving me nuts,thankfully I didn't have o stand yet another boring Sunday School session [because Mom didn't think I should go and no unloading dishwashers,wahoo!]

On Friday me,Zary,Antonio,and Genun all went camping,but not where we should've gone. What happened well first the leaders were 15 minutes late, then instead of leaving as soon as everything was loaded like we should've,we waisted time "fixing tires" and claiming there was time becuase Google Maps claimed it would take "half an hour"morons I say ask an expierienced resident who takes traffic into account instead of some website that doesn't even take into account more than one route. Obviously,we were too late and the ferry to Angel Island sailed off.Thankfully the State Park Service took pity and relocated the group to China Camp.We took an exhausting miserable uphll bike hike in which I was coughing and panting the whole way but the downhill was da' bomb and despite all the near skids it couldn't be more fun.After one fun game of cards I turned in(mostly because the leaders wouldn't play Capture the Flag [this should be an olympic sport,this should be a Berkeley High team and should't be dismissed jus ecuase you tag someone]).After eating my miniscule breakfast I read The Magicians Nephew for the 70th time [really I need a new book to read] in the sunlighted drybed for at least an hourr than the group went on a bike rider through the park which thankfully started out flat annd on the flat spot was the tacky but somewhat interesting China Camp Village. After that was straight Marin Ave steep uphill through the suburbs [I didn't mind these suburbs too much,not nearly as dreadful as say the ones out in Sacramento,not Irvine good either though].The camping trip was finished off by a long and fun downhill still I coulda' done without those sharp curves.


Yesterday some relatives came to dinner and Dad finally made a dinner for all of us [It's now been a month since he vowed never to make dinner again,but it's his own fault for taking everything as a complaint and feeding inedible Zuchinni,steamed broccoli,and so on,I don't care what any foolish adult or over mature teenager here says].There was Bockwursts,Burgers,and Ice Cream.After a long feast Wine Guy[our neighbor that lives 100 feet south from us] came over and we talked for a while. After that we went over to Wine Guys house and walked the dogs around the block,followed by Dad taking out the 1964 Triumph [still in mint condition 40 something years later] and ridin' that baby around the hills.After that the relatives headed off to wherever and I stayed up til' midnight.


Now I've got to do other things to do.

Signing off

-Uber Psycho Tom

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