Oh, my God.
Um. Yes.
Anyway, today I went to Danielle's little birthday soiree. I'm farily certain I didn't spell that right. Oh well, never mind. As I was saying, Danielle's birthday. And tomorrow, Elizabeth and me are going to the Lilac Festival, and what fun it shall be, even if it rains.
In other news, the Flames won. Yay. I hate to admit it, but this hockey thing is beginning to interest and amuse me, thusly I watched the hockey game. I heard the funniest thing, too. For a moment, the commentators stopped talking, and the Tampa Bay team got the puck. Someone in the audience, who must have been fairly close to the commentators microphones, yelled "Don't even think about it, I will fuck you up!" They didn't even censor it or anything. It made me giggle. I can just imagine this guy, who has downed a few beers, slurring this phrase out, and then pass out in his seat. Hehehe. Drunkards are funny.
Aaron was so kind as to lend me his Vanessa Carlton cd, which made me uber happy. Thanks, stupid-face. Hehehe. Aaron and I have the very special kind of friendship where I insult him constantly and he just laughs, and then I kinda feel bad and give him candy.
Oh, dear, I must away with me. I have to get all my homework done tonight, because I wont have time tomorrow. Signing off in with a giggle.
Saturday, May 29, 2004
Thursday, May 27, 2004
Lounging.
Yep, just lazing about in my underwear. Always fun.
I think that my new Crescent Pride t-shirt is my favourite, because it is so so so SO bad. I will cherish it forever, with a hatred that only the damned know.
Would it suprise you to know that I have swollen tonsils? Yeah, fantastic. My throat has not stopped hurting since I was sick during festival, but it's a different kind of hurt. Before is hurt to talk-when I could scrounge up enough voice-and swallow and eat and drink, because my throat was sore, but now it just aches, and hurts to swallow. If it doesn't go away within a week, I go to the doctor. Maybe he'll take the damned things out. Hooray!
Well, I'm going to go and amuse myself by practicing piano, and doing my homework. Bye, everbody.
Yep, just lazing about in my underwear. Always fun.
I think that my new Crescent Pride t-shirt is my favourite, because it is so so so SO bad. I will cherish it forever, with a hatred that only the damned know.
Would it suprise you to know that I have swollen tonsils? Yeah, fantastic. My throat has not stopped hurting since I was sick during festival, but it's a different kind of hurt. Before is hurt to talk-when I could scrounge up enough voice-and swallow and eat and drink, because my throat was sore, but now it just aches, and hurts to swallow. If it doesn't go away within a week, I go to the doctor. Maybe he'll take the damned things out. Hooray!
Well, I'm going to go and amuse myself by practicing piano, and doing my homework. Bye, everbody.
Monday, May 24, 2004
A pretty normal day.
Today was as basic as I had anticipated. Sleep. Food. T.V. Piano.
Yesterday, I went and saw Shrek 2 with the one I call Schnickerfritz, who is actually Elizabeth from my social class. And oh my God, it was great! It was funny, and the graphics were amazing. I swear the images almost look like real life...except maybe not the fact that there are magical fairy tale characters and talking animals and weird places. Yeah, it was great fun. Woot.
I am, however, extremely tired. *yawn*
I had the weirdest dream last night. You know, one of those ones where everything appears to be real, and it's scary, and there are all the same people you know and places you go, and when you wake up you don't feel like you have had a decent nights sleep because you've been running around in a very realistic dream where you can see and smell and taste and touch-in this paticular dream, someone pulled me by the arm and slammed me into the lockers in the band hall, and it really really hurt!-and then it bugs you for the rest of the day, because you know sometimes dreams predict the future, and a huge part of you doesn't want that to be true, but a teeny bit does, and you get all confused about who you really are and what you really want.
But, on the plus side, I have an adorable new stuffed animal. Yes, another one! His name is Truffler, and he is a pig. If any of you have seen my small toy cat Tinny, with the big creepy eyes, Truffler is the same design, so now I have a teeny army of creepy-eyed stuffed animals, which I will use to kill you all. Muahahahaha. Speaking of stuffed animals, I really ought to go and make a list of them all. A)I like making lists and B)I need to categorize them, lest the revolution begin, and I need to take my entire SAA (Stuffed Animal Army) into battle, and all my soliers need to be accounted for. Some people call me crazy. I prefer the word "imaginative".
Well, I'm-a-gonna go listen to a wee bit o' music now. Blog ya later! Oh my God that sounds disgusting!
Today was as basic as I had anticipated. Sleep. Food. T.V. Piano.
Yesterday, I went and saw Shrek 2 with the one I call Schnickerfritz, who is actually Elizabeth from my social class. And oh my God, it was great! It was funny, and the graphics were amazing. I swear the images almost look like real life...except maybe not the fact that there are magical fairy tale characters and talking animals and weird places. Yeah, it was great fun. Woot.
I am, however, extremely tired. *yawn*
I had the weirdest dream last night. You know, one of those ones where everything appears to be real, and it's scary, and there are all the same people you know and places you go, and when you wake up you don't feel like you have had a decent nights sleep because you've been running around in a very realistic dream where you can see and smell and taste and touch-in this paticular dream, someone pulled me by the arm and slammed me into the lockers in the band hall, and it really really hurt!-and then it bugs you for the rest of the day, because you know sometimes dreams predict the future, and a huge part of you doesn't want that to be true, but a teeny bit does, and you get all confused about who you really are and what you really want.
But, on the plus side, I have an adorable new stuffed animal. Yes, another one! His name is Truffler, and he is a pig. If any of you have seen my small toy cat Tinny, with the big creepy eyes, Truffler is the same design, so now I have a teeny army of creepy-eyed stuffed animals, which I will use to kill you all. Muahahahaha. Speaking of stuffed animals, I really ought to go and make a list of them all. A)I like making lists and B)I need to categorize them, lest the revolution begin, and I need to take my entire SAA (Stuffed Animal Army) into battle, and all my soliers need to be accounted for. Some people call me crazy. I prefer the word "imaginative".
Well, I'm-a-gonna go listen to a wee bit o' music now. Blog ya later! Oh my God that sounds disgusting!
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