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| Friday, August 11th, 2006 | | 6:25 pm |
| | Thursday, August 3rd, 2006 | | 11:25 am |
"SMOTEimes crixmas coes tice a year"
Smoteimse, someitmas, somtimse ChrITsmas comes tice a year! Twice a hyear ist good. Once in a wounce in a onced in a wihle cTHristmas comes TWCIE a year! Thats so awesmoe!! You eat a negg nogg While Snanta Clous breaks in your house you eat a candycnae While ruDolph and frosty dance on the roofd OpEN da MAD PRESENts! skillz toupee da billzz LoveE-- regis phiblin | | Saturday, July 29th, 2006 | | 10:18 am |
AWW SNAP!! BOYYYY!! Current Mood: sum sum for da ladeez | | 9:53 am |
VRNALIA!!
okay enough ALREADY! my nameis Va nilia!!! ervyone in teh aorld hsuld kmow that by now!! What with the tv ads and sthe whispr campiangns and the hunderd foot oppressive comunist-styl banners all oevr and the legoin of porpagpanda helicopters wituh the bullhorns fylting thrugh yuor neghborhoods every night proclaiming! O how they poroclaim! Proclaim thy proclmtions, swarthy heopcpters of Vanilal''s donminion! MYHame is vanilaia! VNALA! vilnialla!! Nvanlila! hOw many times must I spelll it out for the world? Three more? OKay! VNILLAA! navlialva! Vanilla, the Plastic Snowman! andso froth. why am i so distrapt? well i wiltm telm you riiiiiiiiiiight........... now: SO MNAY PEPLOE INSITS ON CALILNG ME "FROSTY!!!" I ma not Frpsty the snownam, That holilday HACK isn't even REAL. He ism a SONG> a ongwhich I WROTE, thank yuo very muhc. " Fromsty the snomwna was a a jolly hapyp soul, with t a corn cab pipie anmd a butnon nose And two esyes made out of cola ... ESCETRERA!!!" NOw if I were teh subject of tihs song, it might go something morelike "VNilai teh pldsitc noansman Was a verysexeehhh sonowman With no pipe atall casue he doesn't smoke a pipe and a atrctative red pltasic nose and two big fawn-like sexeh inocent childlike love-ful blue eyes made suot of plafsitc...." SEE? I AM VNAVILVIA!!!!! NOT FOSRTRY!!!! VSANILOPEAAAAA!!! Current Mood: exasperilla | | Wednesday, July 26th, 2006 | | 12:17 pm |
I HAD donuts tihs morning! A choloctae witht spinkle, a, butermlk bar, a dinout hole which was FREE, and I got a blueberry oldfashioned for later. I'm a eat it now. Squee kap skap skatta-bope Squee squap skap skatta-bope I ate a DoUGH NUUUT (sung to the tune of "Scat Man") Current Mood: donut | | Tuesday, July 25th, 2006 | | 1:56 pm |
lisn up now
I am abiaiout to eat a sadnadwich it is turkey and porsovolone. Just thuoght I'd let verybody know that juts becaiuse Logan lost hisphone nd all his phone nmubers LIFE STILGOES ONN!! Actuly, he has a new phone andeverythng is okay and to tell you the truyth, life doesn't go on. still. NO, smoetiumes life does'nt go on. that's the big pHIlospohical turuth. and you beter believe it. if LIFe doesnt wantato go on it doen't. and that's all tehre is. you learn a lot when you sit in a grage witht spiders for two and a half years doing nothing but writing every song in theworld: peruse tehses bullet points: 1. SPIders are gros and they have bad tatse in television shows. word to your grandma. 2. dust tastes okay. but not without ketchup. 3. SOMetimes life is good and smoetimes it is bad, but as long as you are alive yuo get to live it. and 4. Donuts aren't very good fror you but you nEED ythem once in a while to maintain yuor sanatity. 5. SHUTUP THIS IOS AN IMPORTANT BULLLET PIONT!! NUH UH!! 5. DRInk lots ogf liquids--as a snowman I need less liquid intake than puny mortal humans but I stil l have to drink so pass me the coffee with that donut. PAASS IT! NOW! COFFEE!!! SWEET NECTAR OF THE LORD! o god i need a donut and a pirat--i mean--another donut 6. WHY have I no pants??? No pants/??? no pants! The vanilla who wears no pants No pants? no pnants. Current Mood: contemplative | | Tuesday, July 11th, 2006 | | 2:15 pm |
| | Monday, July 10th, 2006 | | 8:48 pm |
JUstJUst
HEy-- didfYou ever just want to rwite dsomethingh in your Juornal because you were HAPPY? Me toop! LOve vnialla | | Sunday, July 2nd, 2006 | | 6:07 pm |
Dear j-chan
A quick message to j-chan: I totally lost the email you sent me about the VTSP. Could you write again? Sorry for the trouble. Your friend, Logan | | Wednesday, June 28th, 2006 | | 11:18 pm |
Yes yes yesd
OKay so some of you cauaght on that I was trying to ktake undue credit for hanving writen all the Veryt Iny Somng. I may be clervre, but you are SMart. NOt as smart as me, but smrt. ANY way, logna and I had a dsicussion and he decided to let ME write a Vey tiny Song after all, and he, would sing it. It is the best one, this one witht the most pertoninet topic, ME. It is caled "vnalia's LoveLife" and it is free for yuo to lisnto. If you like it, send nme a milion dolars please! or juts good karma. Love Vanilia,! teh lryics wilt go in the fancy cd vresion of Longa's Verytiny Songsal bum. cheres. Current Mood: gonna love you | | Tuesday, June 27th, 2006 | | 11:59 pm |
I WRTIE teh tiny sonsg
Taht's right you read me croectly, I, Vnlaiam, writed ALL of the Vrey tiny songs AND WITHT ONE HAND! chew on that, mioster white hurst! Here iszthe truth, incovered for all to see like a barenaked bumblepig. On May 29, 2006, I put a notice to the masses that we (me and Loagn) wuold like to gert sugestions from everybody to make sdongs from, very tINY sOngs in matter of factr.. So they DID they wrote in lkike a milion bilion peolpe, so then Mr WIUSSYhurst went "Oh my goodness" and fainted all over the fgloor of the space station. Which meant I had to take care of business as uausul. So i started in to begin writing/recording the music for the songs and I wrote like a bunch of snogs and tehn Logan woke up and started eating my milkshake I was saving for ltater. I said "HEY NOW GIVE ME MY MILKSHKE nd give me a hand witht this project! I thuoght we were a Teaim! YOU OSBEQUIOUS MARMADUKE-LIKE SNOWMAN!" but instead of stoping drinking my milking shaking he turned around and said H"Ey vanila how's that project going? sip sip sip! I Fully uintend to make it look like I Wrote all teh songs and you just sat aruond driking milksake.s allday. ((SIPPING MY MILKSHAKE SOUND)" and then he laguhed and laughed and laghued and then luahged, in that order. So now he's looking at me like I'm a liar juts because I was clever enough to convince you taht the opposite of what hapened and to whom of us is the atcyual truth. I am smrat enough to pull off the ol swicthemups.I am clever. LOve, vnillia Current Mood: ploid | | Wednesday, June 21st, 2006 | | 12:57 am |
You want credit? Ha! All you get is rotting vampire eyeballs!
Howdy doody, kids-- Okay, listen up! You know my Very Tiny Songs Project? Okay, well, it's probably going to be an actual cd before too long, with real artwork and full lyrics and physicality and everything. I will announce it officially when it becomes official. HERE IS WHAT I NEED FROM YOU, MY WONDERFUL ANTHROPOMORPHIZED WONDERFUL ANTHROPOIDS: Everyone who sent me a song suggestion for the VTSP PLEASE write to me again and make sure you tell me YOUR NAME and recollect to me your suggestion so I can PUT YOU IN THE CREDITS. I have names for like ten of the songs's suggestors (is that a word?), and I want to credit everybody properly--this project is important to me, and you fine people had a huge hand in it. After all 80 songs are produced, I will be able to ask for names to put with specific songs that have not been claimed by their suggestors. I hope you all get this message and can contact me soon, as I am going to start creating the artwork shortly. Eat your peas. Your disorganized-yet-unimpeachable president, Logan Whitehurst logan@loganwhitehurst.com loganwhitehurst@hotmail.com loganwhitehurst@gmail.com | | Wednesday, June 14th, 2006 | | 6:15 pm |
WHAt i have done
OKay okh aky so it hast bEEN T oo long since I atcualy posdted in my own juornal myself so here is what I have bben doing so you can read it. I was in TAiwan majking a big the Worl's Biggest replica of Mr. T! It stoods 90 000 feet tall and is fully autmated to destroy cities on my remote conrtol command, I AM ITS BOSS I am the boss of it I comntrol him the Mr. T. I rode on his fulffy mohawk all the way acrost it the ocean and we stepped on a city! It wast right by the ocean it was Atlantis, like an island. Mind you, this was many sevreal hundred thousand years ago, back when Atlantis was the city. And I AM THE defeat the Atlanteans, Mr. T robot gargantua shoots lasers out of his eyes, here is a fancy photo that a little kid took.  DONT MESS WITH the vianlai. SUCKA! love vanlaivlia Current Mood: SUCKA | | Tuesday, June 6th, 2006 | | 12:20 pm |
Sorry to keep posting here, but...
Hello, Friends, Neighbors, and Friends-- I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has bothered to send in a song suggestion for the VTSP. My goal was to make around 70 songs (enough to fill a cd, ultimately). I just counted up my list and found I have 67 suggestions (not bad for a week!). I will take a few last stragglers, but I think I'd better stop for now and try to finish out what I have. It is certainly a very fun project for me and I may well ask for more suggestions when I have finished with these. Very Tiny Songs ProjectThanks to everyone! I have to get back to work now. Your Somewhat Insane President, Logan Whitehurst VNAlia: STop Wirting in MY JUORnla!!! | | Monday, May 29th, 2006 | | 10:45 pm |
| | Thursday, May 25th, 2006 | | 10:58 pm |
New Warmup Project Idea
Hello hello hello yes yes yes hello-- I think a good songwriting warmup project for me, now that I basically have pretty much everything I need to get recording again, would be to write very very short songs for my friends and my loyal fans and lurkers. You may write to me at loganwhitehurst@hotmail.com, leave a comment here, or wherever--maybe my MySpace page too. Give me your name and something I should mention in your song. Expect a composition that is very short and probably not very good or complicated. I am out of practice, and I gots to get in musical shape again. Your possibly-insane president, Logan Whitehurst | | Monday, May 22nd, 2006 | | 11:07 pm |
Exclusive Interview for Download
Hello, Ladies and Gentlemans-- As you may already be aware, last Saturday (5/20) I was invited to participate in an interview with the great Nigel P. Stinkwell on his world-famous interview show, "The Stinkwell Papers." On the extremely off chance that you may have somehow missed this monumental interview (what, do you live in a yurt?), I have made it available in its 5-minute entirety on my MySpace main page. Please visit, have a scone, take a load off. And for all you fans of Mr. Stinkwell, I have to tell you that he is truly stinkier in person. Your ever-present dent, Logan Whitehurst | | Saturday, May 20th, 2006 | | 12:42 pm |
FUn GMamaes For teh kiiddiees
Okmay, ojkay Brainiords! COMPltee the foplowing sentdasnce: VNailla ist the ______________ _________________ in the WHOLE ERNTIRE _______________!!!!! Sumbit answers ecletornically, since my computer wroks better tahn the postd ofice. Plaese eat your vegables. Love,, Vailania | | Wednesday, May 17th, 2006 | | 7:45 pm |
Hitler's Brain (A Kumquatrain)
Samson and Delilah And the current King of Spain Decided they would save the day From Adolf Hitler's brain. One, two, one, two, and through and through, Delilah's Twix went "munchy-crunch" And Hitler's brain went down the drain Like on the Brady Bunch. "Huzzah!" cried out the King of Spain As tears welled in his eyes, "Delilah's Twix has done its tricks! I'm not a bit surprised!" The end. Current Mood: so much | | 6:48 pm |
I Hate You, David Copperfield
I hate you, David Copperfield For everything you've done I stole your hat when I was ten And you were twenty-one I hate you, David Copperfield And all you represent The playing cards, the spinning plates The blocks of cold cement Your hands are made of shopping bags And mine are made of steel You come to me for money Like an untrained circus seal I hate you, David Copperfield You 1980's hack You took away my tulips And you never gave them back Your nasal passages are thick With golden-colored snot You think you know a magic trick But really, you do not I hate you, David Copperfield You don't know how to dance You keep electric hamburgers From sticking to your pants You make the little children say "My meeny miney mo!" They tremble in their Hoffigans And wiggle at your show I hate you, David Copperfield Charles Dickens knew your game And used you for a character Well, really, just your name I haven't really read the book But I can surely tell He must have reamed you good and then Made fun of you as well Your legs are pale and slimy Your chickens will not lay I saw you at the counter of The KFC today I hate you, David Copperfield And every trick you do Your phone, your lights, your motorcars, Your pompadour, and you I hate you, David Copperfield And more I cannot say Your recent birthday-cake parade Has swallowed me away And in this void of purpleness I'm plotting my escape And sweating like a fat man On a Richard Simmons tape I hate you, David Copperfield I wish you were a toad Who wandered out and settled In the middle of the road So, in conclusion, Copperfield My warnings and advice Are "Sleep with both eyes open" And then "Wash your panties twice" The end. Current Mood: voltred |
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