Official Spring Break: Day Eight
So, I didn't do what I was gonna do today. Gonna do it tomorrow. Cool.
Also, this isn't the worst Spring Break ever because it's bad. It's actually been fun staying up really late and sleeping in till 3:00 in the afternoon. I just say it is bad because all the others have been better. Blargh.
Hehehe. Aqua Teen Hunger Force...go Meatwad.
Today was uneventful. Except I purchased-and by I, I mean my mother purchased for me-the COOLEST article of clothing ever invented. I swear the gods made this piece of clothing and bestowed it upon us mere mortals, for it is divine. It's like wearing a piece of God. It's a sweatervest! They are uber-uber-uber cool, with and extra "uber"!
Speaking of God, last night I watched the Prince of Egypt, which I own. It seemed pretty fitting with the whole Passover thing. And I was thinking how good it is. Okay, yeah, a preachy cartoon, but at least it isn't religious vegetables *ahemVeggieTales*. The music is amazing, the animation is beautiful, and it has an all star cast including Val Kilmer, Ralph Fiennes, Danny Glover, Michelle Phieffer, Sandra Bullock, Jerry Goldblum, Patrick Stewart, Helen Mirren, Steve Martin, and Martin Short, most of whom I really like. Plus, even though it talks about a god I do not really believe in, it's a fasinating story about overcoming oppression and fighting for what your faith is. Although...that didn't really work for the Egyptians...what with God smiting them and all. Oh well.
So, I might go online whilst I wait another 2 hours for Cardcaptors to come on. I adore that show.
Saturday, April 10, 2004
Friday, April 09, 2004
Official Spring Break: Day Seven
Well, I'm not paticularily looking forward to tomorrow, but meh, you know how it is.
So, this is the worst Spring Break ever. Not only am I continually getting smote-I only had creepy cracker things for dinner...with pie and a banana for dessert when my mother wasn't looking-but I'm getting sick and I have artists block, plus people seem to have this insatiable desire to stick their nose in my business. Had I known the inner workings of my mind were so interesting, I would have written them down.
Anyway, my mother is having problems with a co-worker, so of course I had to give her advice. She has to talk to this woman about her behaviour towards the patients, one in paticular, and mom is stressed about it. I told her to call upon the inner Nazi and bust this workers ass. Of course I got smacked for that one, but it was a friendly one. Which is curious, because usually she knocks me unconcious and I wake up in a mine field...he...heeh...
Well, I'm gonna listen to music and play solitaire before Meagan boots me off the computer. I may blog some more later.
Well, later is upon me. Yeah. I'd like to take the time to swear my undying devotion to Cybersix and all of her uber coolness. She makes my crappy Spring Break worth living. And she has a giant panther/brother, named Data 7, who is also cool with a touch of uber. And the opening song is AMAZING! I have to learn to sing it! If only it was for piano, but alas, even if it was, I wouldn't be good enough to play it, but I would still die of happiness. And Jose is the coolest little spastic I ever did see. He's all like, mini-Hitler. And Adrian would totally be "hot", if he wasn't Cybersix in disguise. Shows where people can't figure out who the super hero is are great, Sailor Moon being the biggest example, even though it is totally obvious. Lucas is so uber-stupid! "Wow, Adrian Sidleman, you kinda look like this chic I know who runs around the city at night in a black outfit with a big-ass panther, but you are wearing glasses, and have your hair combed a different way, so you must be someone else!" Plus, they even sound almost EXACTLY the same. I also love the fact that everynight, a part of the city explodes, or is destroyed by a huge monster, and there never seems to be anyone who sees them or who notices that, hey, that bridge fell down in broad daylight. Probably just shoddy construction...and there's a giant snail on it. And there are roaring wild cats on the roof in the middle of the day in a busy street. Geez...who is that uber-dumb?
Dude...I say uber a lot. Hah ha...uber uber.
Well, I'm not paticularily looking forward to tomorrow, but meh, you know how it is.
So, this is the worst Spring Break ever. Not only am I continually getting smote-I only had creepy cracker things for dinner...with pie and a banana for dessert when my mother wasn't looking-but I'm getting sick and I have artists block, plus people seem to have this insatiable desire to stick their nose in my business. Had I known the inner workings of my mind were so interesting, I would have written them down.
Anyway, my mother is having problems with a co-worker, so of course I had to give her advice. She has to talk to this woman about her behaviour towards the patients, one in paticular, and mom is stressed about it. I told her to call upon the inner Nazi and bust this workers ass. Of course I got smacked for that one, but it was a friendly one. Which is curious, because usually she knocks me unconcious and I wake up in a mine field...he...heeh...
Well, I'm gonna listen to music and play solitaire before Meagan boots me off the computer. I may blog some more later.
Well, later is upon me. Yeah. I'd like to take the time to swear my undying devotion to Cybersix and all of her uber coolness. She makes my crappy Spring Break worth living. And she has a giant panther/brother, named Data 7, who is also cool with a touch of uber. And the opening song is AMAZING! I have to learn to sing it! If only it was for piano, but alas, even if it was, I wouldn't be good enough to play it, but I would still die of happiness. And Jose is the coolest little spastic I ever did see. He's all like, mini-Hitler. And Adrian would totally be "hot", if he wasn't Cybersix in disguise. Shows where people can't figure out who the super hero is are great, Sailor Moon being the biggest example, even though it is totally obvious. Lucas is so uber-stupid! "Wow, Adrian Sidleman, you kinda look like this chic I know who runs around the city at night in a black outfit with a big-ass panther, but you are wearing glasses, and have your hair combed a different way, so you must be someone else!" Plus, they even sound almost EXACTLY the same. I also love the fact that everynight, a part of the city explodes, or is destroyed by a huge monster, and there never seems to be anyone who sees them or who notices that, hey, that bridge fell down in broad daylight. Probably just shoddy construction...and there's a giant snail on it. And there are roaring wild cats on the roof in the middle of the day in a busy street. Geez...who is that uber-dumb?
Dude...I say uber a lot. Hah ha...uber uber.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Official Spring Break: Days Five and Six
Yesterday was uber fun at the airport. I finally have a plushie llama to add to my collection. I bumped into Heidi from the school choir, and that was nice, and I met a fellow anime nerd like myself. He had a FFX lighter with a green flame. How excellently nerdy.
Today was not as fun. I almost died. Went to a restaurant with my mother, who is taking a small break from Passover because she too hates creepy cracker thingies, and I was absolutely starving, so as soon as the food arrived I started shovelling it in like a pig at a trough. The next couple of minutes seemed like hours. I was choking. I couldn't even cough. My hands flew to my throat to signify that I couldn't breath, and a waiter had to give me the Heimlich maneuver. Luckily it worked and I was pretty much okay. So that was embarrassing. Let this be a reminder to always excersize proper table manners. The people at the restaurant felt bad, even though it was totally my fault and I owe that waiter my life, so they gave me a free piece of cheesecake to make me feel better. And even after I spewed half-eaten food all over their lovely carpet. So that was awfully sweet of them. I am going to write a thank-you note to them. My mother wanted to take me to a doctor, but I just wanted to go home. And so we did. Yay. Remind me never to leave the house again.
Yesterday was uber fun at the airport. I finally have a plushie llama to add to my collection. I bumped into Heidi from the school choir, and that was nice, and I met a fellow anime nerd like myself. He had a FFX lighter with a green flame. How excellently nerdy.
Today was not as fun. I almost died. Went to a restaurant with my mother, who is taking a small break from Passover because she too hates creepy cracker thingies, and I was absolutely starving, so as soon as the food arrived I started shovelling it in like a pig at a trough. The next couple of minutes seemed like hours. I was choking. I couldn't even cough. My hands flew to my throat to signify that I couldn't breath, and a waiter had to give me the Heimlich maneuver. Luckily it worked and I was pretty much okay. So that was embarrassing. Let this be a reminder to always excersize proper table manners. The people at the restaurant felt bad, even though it was totally my fault and I owe that waiter my life, so they gave me a free piece of cheesecake to make me feel better. And even after I spewed half-eaten food all over their lovely carpet. So that was awfully sweet of them. I am going to write a thank-you note to them. My mother wanted to take me to a doctor, but I just wanted to go home. And so we did. Yay. Remind me never to leave the house again.
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Official Spring Break: Day Four
Not the best of days, I can assure you. I was so worried last night that I made myself ill and threw up at about 4:00 in the morning. So that wasn't fun.
So I've spent the entire day trying to ignore the throbbing pain, and now the day is over and I haven't accomplished anything.
I need to speak to Val and/or Sarah soon. Meh. I'll do it later.
I also need to find my goddamned glasses. I have lost them again and I have absolutely no clue where they are!
Okay, so, for those of you who remember CyberSix in all her amazing glory, it's on Teletoon every night-I think-at 10:00. Watch it, and you shall be at peace.
Not the best of days, I can assure you. I was so worried last night that I made myself ill and threw up at about 4:00 in the morning. So that wasn't fun.
So I've spent the entire day trying to ignore the throbbing pain, and now the day is over and I haven't accomplished anything.
I need to speak to Val and/or Sarah soon. Meh. I'll do it later.
I also need to find my goddamned glasses. I have lost them again and I have absolutely no clue where they are!
Okay, so, for those of you who remember CyberSix in all her amazing glory, it's on Teletoon every night-I think-at 10:00. Watch it, and you shall be at peace.
Monday, April 05, 2004
Official Spring Break: Day Three
How does one describe today?
It's lame, shitty, boring, and wretched wrapped up in a neat little package called "Monday".
Today is the first day of Passover. Mom bought these creepy tasteless cracker thingies, and I am so tempted to eat those Cadbury Mini-Eggs, but alas, I cannot, lest the delicious smooth chocolate and crunchy candy shell send me to hell. Whatever, I'm gonna end up there anyway. Mmmm...eggy goodness.
So, after having a bad dream about a minotaur and a weird...pixie...thing, I have elected to stay up tonight, not sleep, and watch Princess Mononoke again. I watched it last night for the bazillionth time and it rocks. Especially the music. I wish I was the princess of ghouls, ghosts, and animal spirits. Then I could totally kick ass. One day I should like to meet Hayoa Miyasaki, and upon the meeting I will throw myself at his feet and try to drain the talent out of him by biting his ankles. With all due respect, of course.
Hmmm...tricky...
Ouchie! Oh good, to make my day complete, I have spilt boiling hot water on my leg, leaving a lovely little blister on my knee. Goddamn it. Why, why, why do I keep spilling things today? I guess I'm just clumsy. Bleagh.
Okay. I'm eating the GODDAMN brownie. Screw Passover. Mmmmm...Hell Brownie! My mortal soul is willing to be sacrificed for delicious baked goods. And this baked good certainly falls under the category of "delicious".
How does one describe today?
It's lame, shitty, boring, and wretched wrapped up in a neat little package called "Monday".
Today is the first day of Passover. Mom bought these creepy tasteless cracker thingies, and I am so tempted to eat those Cadbury Mini-Eggs, but alas, I cannot, lest the delicious smooth chocolate and crunchy candy shell send me to hell. Whatever, I'm gonna end up there anyway. Mmmm...eggy goodness.
So, after having a bad dream about a minotaur and a weird...pixie...thing, I have elected to stay up tonight, not sleep, and watch Princess Mononoke again. I watched it last night for the bazillionth time and it rocks. Especially the music. I wish I was the princess of ghouls, ghosts, and animal spirits. Then I could totally kick ass. One day I should like to meet Hayoa Miyasaki, and upon the meeting I will throw myself at his feet and try to drain the talent out of him by biting his ankles. With all due respect, of course.
Hmmm...tricky...
Ouchie! Oh good, to make my day complete, I have spilt boiling hot water on my leg, leaving a lovely little blister on my knee. Goddamn it. Why, why, why do I keep spilling things today? I guess I'm just clumsy. Bleagh.
Okay. I'm eating the GODDAMN brownie. Screw Passover. Mmmmm...Hell Brownie! My mortal soul is willing to be sacrificed for delicious baked goods. And this baked good certainly falls under the category of "delicious".
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Official Spring Break: Day Two
As my mother, sister, and I walked through the mall like the corporate whores we are, Meagan stopped at the hair salon to pick up some shampoo, because heaven forbid she should have to buy anything less than the top name brands. No, I'm not bitter. I have cheap Herbal Essences from the safeway, and I thank my lucky stars. Anyway, turns out all the people who work there get really excited, because they all want to cut my hair. I told them they can't touch me for another year or so, as I'm growing my hair out. So that was pretty weird. Hey, blame Anthony Galati.
I now own Princess Mononoke. Hah hah. Finally.
So we went to the Body Shop for a product they had on sale, called body butter. I got some that smells like papaya. Yumme. Except it isn't for eating. Damn.
Also, I have lost my glasses AGAIN. I have no idea where they are. Luckily I did find my old ones, which will do for now.
And if you would be so kind as to ignore this next bit, that would be great...
Oh, for the Holy love of God, Kat, just keep your mouth shut before you embarrass yourself. Don't ask what you're dying to know. You know the answer anyway. Just think of TINSTAL, and you'll be fine. TINSTAL TINSTAL TINSTAL...
Okay. Mucho bettero.
Arrrgh! I thought I told you all to ignore that last bit! My blog is just a place where I rant random stuff, but everyone feels the need to stick their nose in my business. If I wanted to talk to anyone about it, I would. But I don't, and people-many people-refuse to drop it and leave it alone. I don't like being rude, or snappy, or mean to people, but HOLY FUCK! I mean, if you go in the bulls pen, the bull is gonna run at you, right? Marina was right. I am rude. I was extremely snippy tonight, and I feel like a complete fool/bitch, but that's what happens. Being a bitch is a helluva lot easier than being nice. Hopefully I'll get so bitchy everyone will just leave me the hell alone! That would be nice. But deep down, I feel awful. Totally rotten, like a vegetable gone bad...
We need music. I need music. Our Lady Peace, take it away...
Clumsy-OLP
Throw away the radio suitcase
Keeps you awake
Hide the telephone in case
You realize sometimes you're just not okay
You level off but it's not alright
You need to understand
There's nothing strange about this
You need to know your friends
I'll be waving my hand
Watching you drown watching you scream
Quiet or loud
And maybe you should sleep
And maybe you just need a friend
As clumsy as you've been
There's no one laughing
You will be safe in here
Throw away this very old shoelace
That tripped you again
Try and shrug it off
It's only skin now
You need to understand
There's nothing fake about this
You need to let me in
I'm watching you
I'll be waving my hand
Watching you drown watching you scream
No one's around
And maybe you should sleep
And maybe you just need a friend
As clumsy as you've been
There's no one laughing
You will be safe in here...
I've been clumsy, but no one is watching me drown or watching me scream. Good. I want to drown alone. Then no one can save me. Woohoo!
As my mother, sister, and I walked through the mall like the corporate whores we are, Meagan stopped at the hair salon to pick up some shampoo, because heaven forbid she should have to buy anything less than the top name brands. No, I'm not bitter. I have cheap Herbal Essences from the safeway, and I thank my lucky stars. Anyway, turns out all the people who work there get really excited, because they all want to cut my hair. I told them they can't touch me for another year or so, as I'm growing my hair out. So that was pretty weird. Hey, blame Anthony Galati.
I now own Princess Mononoke. Hah hah. Finally.
So we went to the Body Shop for a product they had on sale, called body butter. I got some that smells like papaya. Yumme. Except it isn't for eating. Damn.
Also, I have lost my glasses AGAIN. I have no idea where they are. Luckily I did find my old ones, which will do for now.
And if you would be so kind as to ignore this next bit, that would be great...
Oh, for the Holy love of God, Kat, just keep your mouth shut before you embarrass yourself. Don't ask what you're dying to know. You know the answer anyway. Just think of TINSTAL, and you'll be fine. TINSTAL TINSTAL TINSTAL...
Okay. Mucho bettero.
Arrrgh! I thought I told you all to ignore that last bit! My blog is just a place where I rant random stuff, but everyone feels the need to stick their nose in my business. If I wanted to talk to anyone about it, I would. But I don't, and people-many people-refuse to drop it and leave it alone. I don't like being rude, or snappy, or mean to people, but HOLY FUCK! I mean, if you go in the bulls pen, the bull is gonna run at you, right? Marina was right. I am rude. I was extremely snippy tonight, and I feel like a complete fool/bitch, but that's what happens. Being a bitch is a helluva lot easier than being nice. Hopefully I'll get so bitchy everyone will just leave me the hell alone! That would be nice. But deep down, I feel awful. Totally rotten, like a vegetable gone bad...
We need music. I need music. Our Lady Peace, take it away...
Clumsy-OLP
Throw away the radio suitcase
Keeps you awake
Hide the telephone in case
You realize sometimes you're just not okay
You level off but it's not alright
You need to understand
There's nothing strange about this
You need to know your friends
I'll be waving my hand
Watching you drown watching you scream
Quiet or loud
And maybe you should sleep
And maybe you just need a friend
As clumsy as you've been
There's no one laughing
You will be safe in here
Throw away this very old shoelace
That tripped you again
Try and shrug it off
It's only skin now
You need to understand
There's nothing fake about this
You need to let me in
I'm watching you
I'll be waving my hand
Watching you drown watching you scream
No one's around
And maybe you should sleep
And maybe you just need a friend
As clumsy as you've been
There's no one laughing
You will be safe in here...
I've been clumsy, but no one is watching me drown or watching me scream. Good. I want to drown alone. Then no one can save me. Woohoo!
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