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    Friday, May 2nd, 2008
    11:17 pm
    WRONG AARON. AGAIN. YOU GUYS ARE RUINING THIS GAME FOR ME.
    Friday, April 25th, 2008
    2:55 am
    Note to self: Shouting doesn't work.
    Thursday, March 13th, 2008
    8:30 pm
    I'M NOT A TEENAGER ANYMORE! YAY!
    Friday, March 7th, 2008
    4:19 pm
    Why did I just get a message from Sputnik? I don't know what he said, and I don't know what he's even doing with a phone.
    Thursday, January 24th, 2008
    10:41 pm
    GOD DAMNIT.

    FUCK.

    AND A HALF.

    I have a job.

    - Stubby Boardman
    Tuesday, January 15th, 2008
    1:50 am
    Okay, okay, I love my magic, because I don't know how to really even dress myself without it, but please for the love of Merlin, can it not miraculously get fixed before this weekend? I won't have to take that exam at the Ministry if I can't get there, or have tea with Grandma Rowle. She doesn't like me much.

    - Samuel Taylor Coleridge
    Sunday, January 13th, 2008
    12:03 am
    INKA. WHO'S STRUMMER? AND SPY? Because they're really fun to talk to!

    - Sting
    Sunday, December 30th, 2007
    12:00 am
    HEY GRANGER. I don't need that information anymore, but thanks anyways sweetheart.
    Sunday, December 23rd, 2007
    11:22 pm
    Fact: There are 832,000 Smiths in this world.*
    Conclusion: They're all related to me, and they're all in my fucking HOUSE.

    No casualties so far this year, but there have been far too many formalities and not enough air for me to breathe. And since it's my house that they're stealing all this air from, I only thought it natural to try and charge them to breathe my air, but then they got all pissy and someone shoved me down the stairs and I still haven't figured out who. I think it was Noah. Or Elijah. Or Ira. Oh fuck if I can tell them apart.

    * Numbers from Zacharias T. Smith Research Inc.TM.
    Wednesday, December 12th, 2007
    8:38 am
    Okay, okay, okay, hypothetical train of thought time. Say I forget Arithmancy, or whatever job I'm supposed to be at right now because I forgot what it was and where it was and why I was supposed to care. It doesn't matter because if I hadn't forgotten it already, I would be purposely forgetting it now to focus my sights on a different goal. In Hypothetical Zach World, I'm gonna be a magician!

    I'm gonna wear a top hat and cape and do lame tricks that aren't really magic for money. Then one day, I'm gonna slip up and do magic and end up in trouble with the Ministry and my dad will have to save me from going to jail and completely going crazy. And then he'll yell at me for like an hour about how I should have a plan in my life if I plan on staying in his will, and I'll contemplate killing him before he can change it, but then I'll take the boring as fuck job he wants me to take now with a little less ire than I would right now because I got to be a lame magician for like six months and that was totally the highlight of my life.

    At this point in Hypothetical Zach World, Hypothetical Zach is about to kill himself or Hypothetical Dad. Possibly his entire office as well, in a brilliant killing spree that would be plastered all over the Prophet and ending in one soulless Hypothetical Zach.

    Magician is going in the Maybe Pile, then.
    6:22 am
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