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3/12/05 9:31 pm (PS rantings, with a little BS mixed in)
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| Here we are again faithful readers. All three of you. I hope. I'm listening to random Postal Service songs that didn't make it onto their album. "The Dream of Evan and Chan" sucks, but "Be Still My Heart" is just as amazing as all the others. Totally beautiful. You know how we all regard the Bard as like, the aforemost authority on poetry? I think Ben Gibbard is a ridiculously close second. Perhaps 100s of years down the road people will look to Ben Gibbard as a genius in school, at least I hope so, so those poor kids will be able to know what a well-rounded education is. There is so much music out there, just waiting to be discovered, and I really wish there was more emphasis in our culture on "good music." While I cherish my Brit Brit (who doesn't, if you don't, you're lying), she really does suck when it comes to actual music. She is, however, one of the best dancers in the world, and she practices her dance moves relentlessly, but that doesn't really make up for her lack of singing abilities, since that is what she claims to be. Nevertheless, I've purchased two of her previous albums, so I suppose I'm just helping to feed the frenzy. Whatev. Party last night for Dave McDougald's birthday. I made him a card that says, "Who's that hot boy?..." and on the inside says "It's David! Happy 20th Bday!" Haha. So randomly silly it makes me laugh. I like making cards for people. I like the idea of putting little touches on them that pertain to them and to them only. Little things that will make them laugh more than just "Happy Birthday." I guess I just get birthdays. "Be Still My Heart" is soooo sweet. "And then I felt the scrapes from the slippery subway grate, oh how you laughed at my complete lack of grace. But I could not recall a more perfect fall, cause when I looked up into your eyes, it didn't hurt at all. And I thought, be still my heart, this could be a brand new start, with you. And it will be clear, if I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning..." Jeez louise. How utterly pretty. I wish I could write songs like that. I try to use assonance like BG does, and sometimes my poems come out really well, and then other times I fail miserably. Oh, and the quote of the century, "On a scale from awesome to tubular, you're a cowabunga." ~Fire. Peace out homies. |
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| So. I quit Zeta. I've been meaning to for awhile now, nothing against any of the members, in fact I made a slew of great friends, it was just time. Or what I told Weaver, "It was just something I had to do." Somehow, I feel free. Not that it was binding or anything, I just needed some me time, to exercise, dance, shop, watch television, do homework, so honestly I feel like it was the right decision for me. I like the fact that I don't have anything pressuring me or pressing me to be a giving person in my community and all that. I think my kindness is enough, considering how busy I am. A girl has to think of herself as well. So, that's that. I started another kewl drawing. I'm very proud of myself, and putting to good use all the shading techniques Angie Riehl taught me. I wish I'da taken more art in high school, I think I'm good at it. I guess I could take art here, but ehh. Art here is weird. I don't think I'm enough of a rebel to take art here. People here like me take architecture instead of art. Haha cop outs. My dance class, however, could be the kewlest thing I have ever done. This week our teacher taught us a jazz dance. Jazz!!!! I haven't been in jazz since I was like 15. Whoo hoo I forgot how good I was at it. How I feel it, it radiates within me haha. It's funner in tennis shoes too. Those jazz shoes just make your feet look weird. And you have to wear socks, and then you look like Michael Jackson. Work is a bitch. I think because I always do what I'm told, they just load more and more stuff onto me. Jeez I'm only one person. We need more workers. People are mean. Anywhoo, it's definitely time for me to clean the rizzoom. Catch ya'll on the flip side. :-P |
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| WELL, it’s finally happened. Seth and Summer made out just like Peter Parker and that girl, upside down with a spidey mask. So. They’re back together. This is what I’ve always wanted. This is what I’ve been dreaming about for almost a year. But, now that it’s happened, why do I feel so suddenly anti-climatic? Like, what does the future hold for their new relationship? Will they just break up again over something really stupid? Of course, next week they’ll be stuck all night in a mall. Like, they’re living out every teenaged Saved by the Bell fantasy. Or at least mine. Remember how hot it was when Pacey and Joey stayed at the Wally World overnight? Oh I know that you do. She shaved off his stupid consumer driven beard. AaAAAhHHh just now a spider crawled down my wall. GEW. Actually, I don’t hate spiders at all. In fact, I don’t hate any of God’s creatures really. Tonite I witnessed a play with my good friend Wynner, The Exonerated, it was quite good, just a little long. And I did not like the music. They played the same ole tired guitar strum that is at the beginning of every prison movie/western. That music is so clichéd. Of course, I can’t imagine being locked up for 22 years of my life, so it did make me think long and hard about how lucky I am. Of course, so did Shawshank. And that was a lot more entertaining. Still, fun times. Friday night was our partayyy for Des, gooooood times, and I didn’t even drink that much eitha. With booze, ya lose! Saturday the Des bday celebration continued, we all went out to eat at the Chimes and then watched Catch Me If You Can, ahh Leo why o why did you not win an oscar???? You’re my leading man anyways!!! Ok, rambling once more, later losers. :-P |
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2/20/05 10:45 pm (Vintage Mania)
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| Guess what. I finally went to a vintage store. Are you jealous? It is called the TimeWarp. Clever. Let¡¦s do the time warp again. I found a sweet necklace for myself, it is really almost gaudy but really kewl, it has got big pink jewel thingys. Speaking of Jules, she found a really awesome dress, and I also found a green and blue jersey t-shirt with the number 14 on the back and the word TIGERS on the front, and considering I always wanted a sporty-esque shirt I purchased it with relish. I can not wait to wear it to a Tigers game of some sort, I just have to make sure the other team¡¦s colors are not green and blue or then I will get attacked by an angry purple and gold mob. Scary. The colors, Duke, the colors!!! The place was sort of expensive, but what with my job and all I could handle it. I mos def will be back there, but shopping at one vintage store only makes me want to shop at another. What a vicious cycle. We both got Little D Roy a present for her bday which is fast approaching, but I am not telling you all what they are oh no it is a surprise. You know that they are vintage, and you already know too much so now I must end your existence. Ok, now I am getting carried away. After we shopped we ate at a little timewarped diner called the Frostop. Get it? Frost. Stop. Hot. I had a weird chicken sandwich. Gross. Good Freedom Fries and shakes though. I am listening to Wilco. Whoo hoo. Oh I know what I wanted to talk about. Friday night was my friend Rebecca¡¦s bday and to celebrate we all went out to Tiger Bar. Now, I am not really a fan of going out in Chino (Baton). I always feel like if you do not have a certain type of personality, you are not going to have any fun cause no one really wants you there in the first place or cares if you are there. However, this particular night I was pleasantly surprised. Me and Jules and Des were bad. We snuck in some vodka (I am not telling how) and bought a lot of sprites. You do the math. Anywhoo, I got hit on like all night, which is always refreshing. Well, I get hit on a lot, but almost never by normal boys. This night was different. Well, not all of them were normal, but the normal ones made up for the abby normal ones. They played music that I secretly adore, such as line dances. I line danced all by myself a few times. After being there awhile we went to Ryan¡¦s. It is funny, there were lots of other people there, but for some reason me Ryan Jules and Dave always form our own little group, our own VIP party. It is special. Brian says me and Jules could totally be on the OC. BEST COMPLIMENT EVER. I always knew it was true. I just took one of my horse pills. Seriously, these things are enormous. I only have three days to go on them though. I can soooo do it. Ok, peace out homies. :-P |
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2/16/05 10:24 pm (not just laf, The Laf)
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| Hello all!! Jeez, what is with me I just can't get myself to update, unless of course I'm procrastinatin' (which isn't really true, I've been studying for this personality test since Monday in the emergency room). Wait, emergency room on V-Day, Rames, being alone isn't that bad!! Haha, faithful readers, nope, I just had the flu. Well, I didn't have the flu. I went to the doctor to see what I had and they like, didn't know. Which is reassuring, to say the least. While I was there a lady died, her ENTIRE FAMILY (like 30 people) was in the miniscule waiting room. Her son freaked out, I thought he might whip a gun out and kill us all, like, no joke. My mom was scared too. But, he didn't. Still, how depressing. Anywhoo, all weekend I was feverish and coughing and stuff, but I'm much better now, jammin to Against All Odds and Suddenly Everything Has Changed by my beloved Postal Service. I downloaded a shitload of songs today. I found a new band for myself, Razorlight, they are good, try Golden Touch it's stupendous. Once, I took my favorite lines from all my favorite songs and made one super uber song, I wish I still had it, quite fab if I do say so myself, I want to do it again now that my tastes in music have become so much more eclectic. I feel like my wardrobe has become more eclectic as well. I like my wardrobe. I wanna go shopping this weekend, vintage shops, who's with me??? Bueller? C'mon you sissies, it's shopping time!! Ok, getting carried away, gimme a break it's my fav pastime besides listenin to musica. And updating this very blog. Now I'm listenin to Keane. Jeeeeez louise Keane is beautiful. I made Bedshaped my profile on AIM, check it out it's a fabulous song. I know, I love all songs. Ha. Another good Keane is We Might As Well Be Strangers. And Walnut Tree. Don't get me started, don't even get me started. Hey, if you know me, I probably made a Valentine for you, so pester me if you see me in the quad or something and PERHAPS I'll let you have it. And maybe give you your valentine too. A new OC tomorrow. Seth and Summer perhaps???? If he doesn't f it up again. What better place for Seth to tell Summer he still cares about her than at a comic book place? Ha. Crazy OC writers. Oh, I decided that I will forever refer to Lafayette as The Laf, after experiencing the Gabriel Ball over Mardi Gras. Lafayette is just like Newport Beach. Like, what the hell. And Baton Rouge is Chino. It's crazy. Lafayette has really rich people, Baton has poor people at a college. And no dancing or laughter. Ha. So, it's The Laf. Mardi Gras was really good. Non stop fun, I must say. Mardi Gras Day was the best, we didn't even let a little rain stop us. Good times. Ok, I've rambled enough. Goodnight all. I'll be up studying. As always....:-P |
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| I haven't written in a while obviously. Haven't been in the mood. Plus, my internet is crappy. Plus, nothing particularly exciting has been going on. It's funny, I read Jon Breaux's blog, and we seem to be looking at college the same way. We both have a sense of "been, there, done that." And that's unfortunate. College is about taking chances, experiencing...what? I dunno. Something different? Out of the ordinary? Or just the same old things just with an older brain? All to the tune of Radiohead songs? And all the while scarfing down frozen TV dinners? And completing meaningless homework? Is this really what college is all about? I get on the bus everyday, or every other day, cause Tuesday Thursday the Wangstuh brings my sorry booty to la escuela, and you know, I thought by now I’d get to know someone on the bus, someone to chat with, someone to strike up a convo with, but I look around at all the people on said bus and it’s just depressing. They’re all caught up in their own little worlds, with no regard for any of the other passengers on this autobus of life. With a smile none on their faces. I mean, maybe this is just me, but I find myself smiling to myself whenever I think of a good friend or a pretty day or a pack of ramen noodles, but their expressions are blank. Whatever, their loss, cause I manage to crack myself up so for sure I’d do it to them too. Is it true we’re all…..dare I say the word for fear of bringing back Cranberries memories…..Zombies? Last night I had the privilege of viewing Shaun of the Dead over at John Jennings’s house. What moved me most about this movie was not the gore (although there was quite a bit) and it was not the love story. What moved me most was the Queen reference. Best band ever. Uh no, haha although I do adore Queen. What moved me the most was that at the beginning of the movie no one is a zombie yet, but all the people are still doing meaningless activities that basically reduce them to zombies. Such as the grocer moving all the grocery carts. At the end, when he’s a zombie, he’s still just pushing the grocery carts. Like, even being undead couldn’t reverse his mundane life. And Ed or Eggbert, I couldn’t figure out what his name was, he played video games when alive and still played video games as a zombie. Like, that’s all he was ever meant for. That movie is genius. People are zombies. That movie makes me wanna go out and experience college head on. Forecast for tomorrow is partly fabulous, so get out there and live a little. And still listen to Radiohead anyways, cause they’ll enrich your life, zombie or not. And Queen. C’mon, you know you love Queen. Peace out. :-) |
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1/9/04 5:12 pm (tomorrow is momsy's bday)
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| Hello my faithful readers. Jeez, I always feel like there is so much to write about but when I actually go to write it I forget everything. Whatev. As school approaches, I'm reminded of how loaded down I was last semester, so I hope that this one will be somewhat of a break (but I'm not holding my breath). I'm taking a Shakespeare class. I always felt like I actually understood ole Billy, while everyone else complained about how stupid it was to read, but I always loved it so I think that class will be fun. I bought my books yesterday. 400 smackers. It's a steal haha NOT. I think facebook has taken over my life. I even made a club about Mr. Rogers. I need a life stat. My glasses make me look younger. I found that out when my dad tried to buy me a drink last night at Outback and they carded me. Me! Of course, everyone always tells me I look young so it could be that too, regardless of the specs. I think it's ridiculous that my FATHER can't even buy me a drink and I can by them for myself at bars. It's like some alternate universe thing. Whenever I read something, I always wonder if it would make a good movie or not, and I'm happy to announce that they are FINALLY making the Chronicles of Narnia into a movie series thanks to, you guessed it, the success of Harry Pothead. Whenever they get around to making the Horse and His Boy, I wanna play Aravis Tarkheena. It's my dream. Who could play Shasta? Hmm. I think Adam Brody. Haha not really. Conflicting personalities. I bet Ben Mackenzie would make a better Shasta. That Zack fellow is pretty hot too. I need to read that book again and fall in love all over again. Haha. It's one of my favs. Ok, time for the Patricia Ann Borison LeBlanc birthday celebration to commence. See ya'll on the flip side. :-P |
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1/3/05 3:13 pm (first post of new year)
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| "So this is the new year...and I don't feel any different..." Yes, Ben Gibbard, how correct you are. I'm trying to be different. Here's how. New Year's Eve eve dawned bright and early and after work I made my way home back to Laf, but the entire day was turmoil because my contacts were bothering me beyond belief, and I believe I was starting to go quite mad from the pain. So I got home and freaked out to my parents, who figured that something must be horribly wrong with their daughter's eyes so they freaked out too and then someone suggested....glasses. Glasses? ON MOI??? NEVER!! But the more I thought about it, the more I decided glasses were better than the never ending pain of wearing a sheer plastic thing on your eyeball, so the very next day I got two new pairs, one black and one pink. They are sooo cute!! I love them, and I feel like I look like Elaine Benes from Seinfeld. So, that was my new look for the new year. That night I went to Heather's cabana for New Year's Eve (by the way, Clint wants everyone to know that he has a lot of homework and is really hot right now) and Beau was there, and Miche and Bran, and Des and Dave, and thank God Shelcie was there or I would have felt like the only person in the world without a bf. I wore my cute new black Gap skirt and my black shirt with pink polka dots and my new cute black grey and pink scarf in my hair, and my new specs of course and black heels. I looked cuuuute. Then we went to Nitetown, and that was cute, they handed out noise makers, but watching everyone else make out with someone wasn't what I needed at midnight at all, but that's what I got. Oh well there's always next year. Then after that we went to Beau's house a little while, there are baby Beau pics everywhere it's cute. I had fun there. The past coupla days I've just been chillen, I've watched a ton of movies, all favorites, such as: Napoleon Dynamite (with commentary, amazingly, every single thing that happened in that movie happened to someone the writer knew, or that's what he claimed), Garden State, Romeo + Juliet, and Swimfan. I bought Garden State, it's pretty good, I don't think Zach Braff is that good of an actor, it worked though when he kept his mouth shut, it's when he tried to speak that it just sounded phony. Natalie Portman is amazing though. And the music jeez. How perfect is the music. I don't know why I put myself through Romeo + Juliet. I cry every time. Good music there too. I want that soundtrack, but it's a two disc thing, and that's too expensive. Today I went to TJ and bought entirely too many things, including a Tommy purse and...drumroll...Kangaroos. Yes, Roos. They're adorable, turquoise blue with Chinese print material on some parts. Soo cute. I can't wait to sport those around LSU. I'm such a sneaker pimp. Ya right sure thang. Ok, now I'm rambling, so I'll, uh, stop. Later dudes. :-P |
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| I have decided, on my time off, to attempt to gain some muscle by taking up pushups and crunches again. Since cheerleading has ended, I have sensed that my working out life was lacking. So, while watching tv this evening, I began....exercising. Don't hold your breath that it will last, but ya never know. This past little pre-holiday holiday was rather delicious. I first went home Wednesday, and that night I went to the Keg with Ash Heath and Miche, and then made my way to the Bulldog, where I met up with Jules and Melissa and David and Mike and Jess. Fun times. I have become a major fan of the sprite and vodka mix. Niiice. Bye bye Midnight Malibu. Then Thursday night was OC night, Chrismakkuh episode!! Nuff said bout that. Friday night I went to chill at Ash's hizzouse. We looked at Christmas cards. Saturday night was the bomb.com, me Heath Ash Miche Nat and Des went to Nitetown. I met a guy from Rayne named Dexter. He was hot. "He looks like Adam Brody!" -Nat. He was also in high school. OOOOh. "I just got accepted to UL!!" -Dexter. Hmmmm. Nice exclamation if I was 18 too. Oh well, he was a slammin dancer. Then Sunday, me and Heath went to eat at Coyote Blues, we chatted about lots o' stuff, and then we braved the hustle and bustle of the Acadiana Ma...Uh, I mean, The Mall of Acadiana. And then today, work alll day, it was fun, I bought special Christmas surprises for my coworkers (ornaments) and I hope they will enjoy them. Alright, I also cleaned the apartment all night so now I must go and place my freshly-washed clothing into the dryer. Ciao darlings. :-P |
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12/25/04 8:26 pm (Chrismakkuh almost ova)
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| I must say, it was an all around Merry Christmas fo sho. I don't know what it was about this year, but Christmas went off without a hitch, unlike the few previous years with family troubles and whatnot, and I dunno but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Wednesday night I stayed home and played on the computer all night, making up a club for Seth Cohen called "Seth Cohen is the Reason I Wake Up in the Morning" on Facebook. 9 members so far! Keep 'em coming! Meanwhile, Death Cab Cuties is up to 54 members, and I am amazed at that because I feel like I'm the only person who listens to them. Thursday evening I went to the Grand at 8 to go see Meet the Fockers, SOLD OUT, but I got tickets for the 9:45 feature for me, Ash, Miche, and Nat, we eventually made it there on time, but not before me and Ash went through old pictures from High School. Crazy!!! Like, they're nice to look at, but I wouldn't wanna be back there. Gew. And then, low and behold, who do we see at the movie but like 10 people from high school. Go Figure. Blahh can we ever escape our pasts??? NEVER!!! I mean, I like those people enough, but I just don't really care about them anymore. The movie was really cute. I wouldn't say hilarious, although I did laugh, but it was definitely better than the first one. I bet they make another one, Meet the Little Focker or something. Christmas Eve dawned bright and early. We moved up our normal Christmas Eve festivities from 6:00 to 12:00, just for kicks, and we went to Granny's. It was a killer time for sure. I received like 6 cd's. Bitchin. Then we came home, jus chillen, and who knocks on the door but the Christmas Cassards, who's one duty is to bring good cheer to all neighbors. And they came through. I got a PUMA shirt, really cute. Clint got a PUMA hat and warm-up wrist bands. Mom got a basket filled with gingerbread goodies. After they left we watched a Garfield Christmas, I really can't go through a Christmas without watching it, and after they left it started snowing!!! Sooo cute, it was all on the cars and everything!! Then it was time for bed, it took me a while to go to sleep of course. Then we woke up at 7, we opened gifts, I got: Napoleon Dynamite, a Polo Bear, Ralph Lauren Romance, two sweaters, a pair of jeans, tennis shoes, an LSU cooler, an earring holder, a slap bracelet watch with interchangeable color slap bracelets, two pairs of earrings, a scarf, a purse, and I got an Atari. Yes, an Atari. With Breakout and other incredibly hard games and Galaga and Mrs. Pacman. Aren't you jealous!! And a lamp for the apartment. Then my dad cooked biscuits and eggs and sausages. And we ate them. Then my whole family watched Napoleon Dynamite. That movie is fabulous. My parents loved it, my mom was sooo glad she had finally seen the movie me and Clint quote all the time. Then we got ready and went to Grandpa and Mrs. Dorothy's house, but before we could leave we noticed there was still snow on the roof of the house, sooo cute, so we had to take a picture. We eventually got there, where we talked and played with the cat Meenu and Clint played Vice City. Both my uncles and their families didn't show, so it was just our family, kind of a rip off, cause we never see all our cousins on that side. Then we ate a fab lunch, then I took a wittle nap, then we opened gifts over there, I got some money and placemats for the apartment. All in all I received 238 dollars for Christmas. Wacko. Anywhoo, it was a very blessed Christmas, and I am grateful for all I received and all the family I got to spend time with. The only thing I didn't get was a Yamma-Claus. Oh well, there's always next year...:-P |
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| Hey you guys!! I got off my indie kick and am currently listenin to that classic "Shake Your Tailfeather" by Nelly and Murphy Lee, oh ya lemme see ya shake ya tailfeather...Uh ya. Actually I'm not really off the indie kick I just need some good Southern rap every now and again, everybody does. So, anyways, my three days of TAF work are over for now, time to parrrrty it up, I know I party all the time but it's sooo much fun I just can't help it. Let's see what's been goin on...Um Baton would have been a big bust, but me and Des Nasty are holding down the fort, and the other night Guy and Dumas came over to visit, that was fun. I've never hung out with Dumas before he's nice. It was funny, we were watching Ace Ventura and Dumas was the only one who didn't fall asleep so he woke me up and was like, "I suddenly realized I was the only one awake and I didn't know what to do." Ha. Guess you had to be there. Then last night me and Desi watched Home Alone, the first and only important one. M. Culkin is the cutest thing I have ever seen. I haven't seen that movie in years. My fav part is when he finally talks to the old weird guy in the church and the choir is singing, and they talk about making amends with people you haven't talked to in a long time...That's what Christmas is all about. Not taking anyone for granted and loving them even though you may have had problems in the past. Ahh Christmas. It's nice to come home and see all the decos up and everyone's houses covered in lights...Oh. I got a 3.0. Whahhh hooo. What a frickin relief. Withas curved the bio test just enough to give me a B. Maybe Igor told her to be nice for once. Cause she's an evil scientist. Whatev. IT'S OVER. I was looking at my schedule for next year and will actually be able to get a good night's rest at least three days of the week. Bitchin. On Mondays, I don't have class until 11:30, that will be the bee's knees. Since I've been writing this, I've been listening to Weezer and Jimmy Eat World. So much for the rap thing. It gets old I guess. And, hopefully, KEG TONIGHT!! For me, that never gets old, mostly cause you never know who you're going to magically bump into. I love it. If it wasn't for the Keg, I would never see the people I went to Prairie with ever. Or Edgar Martin. Or haha STeM for that matter. K, peace out Napoleon. :-P |
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12/12/04 5:19 pm (finally updating oh ya)
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| Well. I finally updated, and I'm finally giving in to something and am currently listening to Modest Mouse. And I can definitely see what all the fuss is about. Anywhoo, whatev, finals were crap, I got two B's at least, prolly one C, and I don't know what the other two are yet. Oh wait, now I remember, I got a D on my Bio final. Which brings my grade down to a 79. Point away from a B. Damn you Withas. Damn you and your evil scientist Halloween outfit and those wicked stickers. As far as everything goin on in my life, obviously it's been busy, cause J C Hance had to update for me. She mentioned that Wilderness Partay thang, I believe I will attend as Ranger Rami, a nod to Ranger Randy, even though I never had him for a teacher, and also a larger nod to Ranger Joe, aka Joey, from Full House Fame. I'm even bringing a ventriloquist dummy who has a wood fetish. Haha. Mr. Woodchuck. What a maroon. Just now I went to see the Nutcracker, Alyssa Beth was in it, she was one of those girls who comes out of the big dress thing. Haha the Nutcracker rocks my socks. I get soooooo jealous at those things. I wanna dance too. Last night I went with Heath and Miche and their respective bf's to Nitetown, oh ya and I actually had a very good time there, I guess it was the Vodka and Sprite that brought on the stupor in which I called everyone I know, so if you got a random call last night from me just know you're not alone. I never call people when I drink, I'm gonna have to start doing it more often. This holiday season will be spent at TAF, so that I can get lots of dough and waste it all on Zeta. Haha hopefully I will get to shop occasionally and buy nicer clothing than those found at TJ, even though that is all I wear at the moment anyways. I wish I could think of more stuff to relate, but I am at a loss for words. I suppose now that it's the holidays, I will have plenty of time to update more often, so hopefully you all will be hearing plenty from my neck of the woods. Wow Modest Mouse is the shit. Ok, later guys. Peace Out. :-P |
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| Right now as I'm sitting at work with nothing to do (for once), I'm recalling how cool last night was. Now, I know many of you have been to Mellow Mushroom Open Mic Night, and if you haven't, it's ok, it's rather smoky and full of people I usually choose not to associate with, plus, you can't even hear the music, plus it's outrageously crowded, but, if you had gone last night with myself, Jules, and Desi, then not only would you have seen Pierre "Ya I'm bald, deal with it" Gamble, but you would also have come across the kewlest international band ever, Hangface, who happened to hail from...drumrolll...Norway!!!! Now, I've never talked to anyone from a Scandinavian country (except for the German girl in high school..I don't remember her name...plus I don't think Germany is a Scandinavian country anyways, correct me if I'm wrong) but they were the most polite punk rockers I have ever met. And the first. Julie started talking to them about how she has cousins in Norway and went there a few times, and then I said I've been to Epcot, just for laughs, but they didn't get the joke cause they didn't know what Epcot was, so then Julie had to explain that to them. They were kewl guys, but their music was kind of boring, but still kewl cause we had been talking to them for a while, you know how it is. In other news, I thought Peter had come to an untimely end, for he had mysteriously disappeared from his new abode, our doorstep, but it turns out THE WANGSTUH had contributed to his demise. She had the audacity to actually KICK HIM OFF THE PORCH INTO THE BUSHES. For that, she must die. Just because he no longer has Penelope and Petunia to defend him against evil does not mean THE WANGSTUH can have such total disregard for his fantabulism. I found out what THE WANGSTUH had done when she and I and Jenn were studying last night at Barnes and Noble before the whole Mellow Mushroom thing. Oh, and I'm not really gonna kill THE WANGSTUH, but that's only because today is her birthday!!! Yayyy THE WANGSTUH IS TWENTY!! If you see her, give her a birthday hug!! oK BYE. |
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