Saturday, February 28, 2004
A sign of serious intellectual downturn on Blogger: three of the "Fresh Blogs" used ToGgLe CaPs. Sheesh. I pity their audiences and their burning eyeballs.
Though the Blogger main page authors still make me happy. Not only have they "Grr. Arrgh."-ed at me, now they're quoting Emeril (*bows to King of the Food Network*) in their Valentine's message with "kickin' it up a notch." (Don't misinterpret my words, I still hate Valentine's Day, but they're atoning their mention of it with the reference to Emeril. *drools*)
Anyway, I took a cheesy e-mail quiz today that was nicely different than the usual "name, age, favorite color..." ones. Ta-da:
Five details about you...
[x] I'm from TEXAS!
[x] I have brown eyes.
[x] I've never really had a boyfriend, and don't really care about getting one soon because I'm too busy too often.
[x] I have three purple Puffalump bunnies: Coco Bunny, Coco Two, and Fluffy Bunny, Eater of Souls.
[x] I like cheese and Tabasco sauce.
Five things that everyone should know about you...
[x] I sometimes sound much dumber than I acutally am.
[x] I tend to be sort of shy around new people.
[x] I celebrate Yak Appreciation Day, not Valentine's Day. Know the difference, and feel the love for yaks because they're big and hairy and that rules.
[x] I despise corny/mushy/sappy Lifetime movies. Despise.
[x] I can't wait to go to Texas for college! Yaaaaaay!
Five things that make you happy...
[x] Friends and Puffalumps
[x] God (and church stuff in general, usually)
[x] sandals or going barefoot
[x] Cinerama's bathrooms for short people
[x] "SpongeBob SquarePants," "Red Dwarf," and "The Late Show."
Five favorite solo artists...
[x] Kenny Chesney
[x] Alan Jackson
[x] Mary Chapin Carpenter
[x] Toby Keith
[x] George Strait
(yes, all country people.)
Five favorite movies...
[x] Pirates of the Caribbean
[x] 10 Things I Hate About You
[x] Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls
[x] Chicken Run
[x] Dumb and Dumber
Five favorite bands...
[x] Five Iron Frenzy
[x] Allison Krauss and Union Station
[x] Relient K
[x] The Mavericks
[x] Newsboys
Five things you'll do when you complete this...
[x] work on my group's Eudora Welty presentation for English
[x] Finish reading my e-mail
[x] update the Chum Bucket
[x] listen to the radio
[x] drink another Dr. Pepper
Five memorable things you did in the last year...
[x] go to Texas
[x] apply to college and a bunch of random scholarships
[x] be in the CONVO band
[x] went to Creation (giant Christian music festival)
[x] get a 5 on the AP Calculus test
five things that disgust you
[x] overusage and downright abuse of standardized testing
[x] ageism and stupid driving restrictions
[x] ignorance and/or stupidity
[x] belching and farting (often and at inappropriate times)
[x] constant cold, depressing drizzly rain
Five things that impress you...
[x] knowledge
[x] good senses of humor
[x] kindness
[x] Porsches (and other nice cars) :o)
[x] down to earth people
Five details about your appearance right now...
[x] letterwoman's jacket
[x] hair I've attempted to straighen
[x] pristine red toenails
[x] chipped red fingernails
[x] green, gold, and white shoes
Five things you did today
[x] ate queso and a catfish enchilada at Z'Tejas in Bellevue Square...*drools*
[x] work with Sherry and Stephanie Hausman's Pants on our English project
[x] bought a Janet Evanovich novel, possibly for my English 111 author project
[x] gawk at the SMU acceptance and scholarship stuff...*drools*...Dallasy goodness :o)
[x] talked to Lori over an Indianola refund because I'm going to Dallas that weekend now!
Five people who mean a lot to you... [In no particular order, and in on the list because I was reminded of them while writing the list. Stop whining at me already! It's hard to pick five, so I picked five who are up there at random!]
[x] Amanda
[x] Stephanie Hausman's Pants
[x] Mindy
[x] Ms. West
[x] Theo
Five things you feel right now...
[x] icky because I ate too much
[x] irritated that Mom's watching a sappy Lifetime movie in this room
[x] TIRED!
[x] frustrated because I dislike presentations and I have to give one on Tuesday
[x] uncomfortable from my "I am doing laundry today!" pants
[muchas gracias a Amanda]
Though the Blogger main page authors still make me happy. Not only have they "Grr. Arrgh."-ed at me, now they're quoting Emeril (*bows to King of the Food Network*) in their Valentine's message with "kickin' it up a notch." (Don't misinterpret my words, I still hate Valentine's Day, but they're atoning their mention of it with the reference to Emeril. *drools*)
Anyway, I took a cheesy e-mail quiz today that was nicely different than the usual "name, age, favorite color..." ones. Ta-da:
Five details about you...
[x] I'm from TEXAS!
[x] I have brown eyes.
[x] I've never really had a boyfriend, and don't really care about getting one soon because I'm too busy too often.
[x] I have three purple Puffalump bunnies: Coco Bunny, Coco Two, and Fluffy Bunny, Eater of Souls.
[x] I like cheese and Tabasco sauce.
Five things that everyone should know about you...
[x] I sometimes sound much dumber than I acutally am.
[x] I tend to be sort of shy around new people.
[x] I celebrate Yak Appreciation Day, not Valentine's Day. Know the difference, and feel the love for yaks because they're big and hairy and that rules.
[x] I despise corny/mushy/sappy Lifetime movies. Despise.
[x] I can't wait to go to Texas for college! Yaaaaaay!
Five things that make you happy...
[x] Friends and Puffalumps
[x] God (and church stuff in general, usually)
[x] sandals or going barefoot
[x] Cinerama's bathrooms for short people
[x] "SpongeBob SquarePants," "Red Dwarf," and "The Late Show."
Five favorite solo artists...
[x] Kenny Chesney
[x] Alan Jackson
[x] Mary Chapin Carpenter
[x] Toby Keith
[x] George Strait
(yes, all country people.)
Five favorite movies...
[x] Pirates of the Caribbean
[x] 10 Things I Hate About You
[x] Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls
[x] Chicken Run
[x] Dumb and Dumber
Five favorite bands...
[x] Five Iron Frenzy
[x] Allison Krauss and Union Station
[x] Relient K
[x] The Mavericks
[x] Newsboys
Five things you'll do when you complete this...
[x] work on my group's Eudora Welty presentation for English
[x] Finish reading my e-mail
[x] update the Chum Bucket
[x] listen to the radio
[x] drink another Dr. Pepper
Five memorable things you did in the last year...
[x] go to Texas
[x] apply to college and a bunch of random scholarships
[x] be in the CONVO band
[x] went to Creation (giant Christian music festival)
[x] get a 5 on the AP Calculus test
five things that disgust you
[x] overusage and downright abuse of standardized testing
[x] ageism and stupid driving restrictions
[x] ignorance and/or stupidity
[x] belching and farting (often and at inappropriate times)
[x] constant cold, depressing drizzly rain
Five things that impress you...
[x] knowledge
[x] good senses of humor
[x] kindness
[x] Porsches (and other nice cars) :o)
[x] down to earth people
Five details about your appearance right now...
[x] letterwoman's jacket
[x] hair I've attempted to straighen
[x] pristine red toenails
[x] chipped red fingernails
[x] green, gold, and white shoes
Five things you did today
[x] ate queso and a catfish enchilada at Z'Tejas in Bellevue Square...*drools*
[x] work with Sherry and Stephanie Hausman's Pants on our English project
[x] bought a Janet Evanovich novel, possibly for my English 111 author project
[x] gawk at the SMU acceptance and scholarship stuff...*drools*...Dallasy goodness :o)
[x] talked to Lori over an Indianola refund because I'm going to Dallas that weekend now!
Five people who mean a lot to you... [In no particular order, and in on the list because I was reminded of them while writing the list. Stop whining at me already! It's hard to pick five, so I picked five who are up there at random!]
[x] Amanda
[x] Stephanie Hausman's Pants
[x] Mindy
[x] Ms. West
[x] Theo
Five things you feel right now...
[x] icky because I ate too much
[x] irritated that Mom's watching a sappy Lifetime movie in this room
[x] TIRED!
[x] frustrated because I dislike presentations and I have to give one on Tuesday
[x] uncomfortable from my "I am doing laundry today!" pants
[muchas gracias a Amanda]
Monday, February 23, 2004
I'm stupid, I'm sleepy, and I want my Puffalumps.
Über-Monday Part II. Please beat me with a dead, smelly carp now.
At least tomorrow's Fat Tuesday and we're celebrating in Spanish class with interesting tortilla-stuffings. They can't be stuffed with cheddar cheese or Mexican food of any sort. Since when does Tabasco count as Mexican food? Mexican restaurants out here seem to prefer Tapatio (bleh), and Tabasco's from Louisiana. Grr. How am I supposed to try new and strange foods without spicy stuff to kill off the bad stuff? Grrrr...oh well, still food on "Sinning Day" in Spanish. :o)
That still doesn't change the fact that I'm a pain in everyone's backside and incredibly stupid lately. I'm even coming off to other people as a moron. What's this all about? Since when am I an idiot? Since now, apparently. I am stupid. Grr.
Über-Monday Part II. Please beat me with a dead, smelly carp now.
At least tomorrow's Fat Tuesday and we're celebrating in Spanish class with interesting tortilla-stuffings. They can't be stuffed with cheddar cheese or Mexican food of any sort. Since when does Tabasco count as Mexican food? Mexican restaurants out here seem to prefer Tapatio (bleh), and Tabasco's from Louisiana. Grr. How am I supposed to try new and strange foods without spicy stuff to kill off the bad stuff? Grrrr...oh well, still food on "Sinning Day" in Spanish. :o)
That still doesn't change the fact that I'm a pain in everyone's backside and incredibly stupid lately. I'm even coming off to other people as a moron. What's this all about? Since when am I an idiot? Since now, apparently. I am stupid. Grr.
Sunday, February 22, 2004
The DJ at the church dance played WAY too many irritating line-dancey/barking orders at you kind of songs tonight, and too many camp songs recorded to terrible elementary choir-ish background music. Grr. "Cha-cha again!" I hate that song. And the electric slide must DIE! But aside from that, they played the Sadie Hawkins Dance song, which ruled, and Stacy's Mom, which, sadly, I found myself singing along to. Grr. It's such a wrong song, and even wronger coming from my mouth. :oP
The next dance is an Irish dance! Whoo-hoo! At Auburn UMC! Also whoo-hoo! But it's on TOLO! Grr! *Stef's Skaggs side beats March 13 with a dead, smelly carp* Anyway...going to TOLO with someone...someone I need to find...or reconsider...so how much are the Rent-A-Man services, exactly?! Grr.
The next dance is an Irish dance! Whoo-hoo! At Auburn UMC! Also whoo-hoo! But it's on TOLO! Grr! *Stef's Skaggs side beats March 13 with a dead, smelly carp* Anyway...going to TOLO with someone...someone I need to find...or reconsider...so how much are the Rent-A-Man services, exactly?! Grr.
Grr. Arrgh. PILLAGE!
Bah! Procrastination is fun! I just came back from the Redmond pirate dance and now I own a plastic pirate sword. ARRGH! I shall pillage.
I don't want to write this one scholarship thingy. They want three pages on my values. Well...hard to explain. When things suck, I want to do what I can to make things not suck, or at least verbally protest to said suckiness sucking a lot. Make it well-known that said sucky suckiness sucks a lot and needs to be changed to un-suckiness. Y'know?! Suckiness isn't fair and it isn't nice.
My head hurts. I don't know whether or not to go eat some microwaveable taquitos or not.
Funny observation: Mardi Gras/Fat Tuesday is on my dad's birthday this year. Weeeeird.
Tus pantalones no están bienes. *pfffft* I want some French Onion dip.
I need a stupid TOLO date. Grr. Why can't someone interesting move here from Texas (or heck, I'd settle for near Texas), ask ME to TOLO, share my obsessive Tabasco and cheese love, make me cheese enchiladas, and be like, "Can I be a Girls' Honor Manslave, too?" That would be nice.
I have things to make a button for Theo. I think I'll just draw a little dog collar on it because everyone always takes "manslave" the wrong way to begin with until I'm all like, "Nooooo, an un-dirty manslave, you dirty fool!"
My head still hurts. Pineapple juice is yummy.
I don't want to write this one scholarship thingy. They want three pages on my values. Well...hard to explain. When things suck, I want to do what I can to make things not suck, or at least verbally protest to said suckiness sucking a lot. Make it well-known that said sucky suckiness sucks a lot and needs to be changed to un-suckiness. Y'know?! Suckiness isn't fair and it isn't nice.
My head hurts. I don't know whether or not to go eat some microwaveable taquitos or not.
Funny observation: Mardi Gras/Fat Tuesday is on my dad's birthday this year. Weeeeird.
Tus pantalones no están bienes. *pfffft* I want some French Onion dip.
I need a stupid TOLO date. Grr. Why can't someone interesting move here from Texas (or heck, I'd settle for near Texas), ask ME to TOLO, share my obsessive Tabasco and cheese love, make me cheese enchiladas, and be like, "Can I be a Girls' Honor Manslave, too?" That would be nice.
I have things to make a button for Theo. I think I'll just draw a little dog collar on it because everyone always takes "manslave" the wrong way to begin with until I'm all like, "Nooooo, an un-dirty manslave, you dirty fool!"
My head still hurts. Pineapple juice is yummy.
Saturday, February 21, 2004
create your own visited states map
or write about it on the open travel guide
I've visited 11 states (21%) of the United States. Pathetic, huh? Kind of funny how it makes a big line from Louisiana to Washington. I need to go see more places.
Uploading vacation pictures on The Chum Bucket. I took tons at Twin Falls, ID, at the Snake River Canyon. Dude, it's huuuuuuge.
Thursday, February 19, 2004
last cigarette: Never, those kill!
last kiss: Mom
last good cry: I don't remember.
last library book checked out: a bunch of Eudora Welty info books
last movie seen: She's All That
last cuss word uttered: I don't remember.
last beverage drank: Coke
last food consumed: clam chowder
last crush: celeb - Captain Jack Sparrow; IRL - I don't remember.
last phone call: Mom, for lunch.
last time showered: this morning
last shoes worn: blue Vans
last cd played: Toby Keith's Shock'n Yall
last item bought: Coffee?
last downloaded: probably something for Girls' Honor
last annoyance: stupid scholarships, not getting any stupid scholarships, and what happened to my SMU application? Is there a reply yet?
last disappointment: Not finding anything relevant to me going back to Texas in the mailbox. :oP
last soda drank: Coke
last thing written: scholarship applications
last key used: car key
last word spoken: Grr.
last sleep: last night, until about 8:30 AM-ish today.
last im: Theo.
last weird encounter: Theo and his lack of pants over the IM?!
last ice cream eaten: Cold Stone after LOTR and my monument to indecisiveness (mint and white chocolate ice cream with pecans, M&Ms, Kit Kats, York peppermint patties, chocolate chips, white chocolate chips, and rainbow sprinkles...awesome!!!)
last time amused: Theo's IM
last time scolded: for not coming upstairs soon enough...it'll get cold down here?
last time resentful: why can't I get any money?!
last chair sat in: the computer chair (duh)
last lipstick used: "Almost Bare"
last underwear worn: light yellow...a nice springy color, and no, I didn't make them yellow, you sickos!
last shirt worn: the red ducky shirt
last time dancing: OLOT?
last webpage visited: friends' blogs
last headache: today
last kiss: Mom
last good cry: I don't remember.
last library book checked out: a bunch of Eudora Welty info books
last movie seen: She's All That
last cuss word uttered: I don't remember.
last beverage drank: Coke
last food consumed: clam chowder
last crush: celeb - Captain Jack Sparrow; IRL - I don't remember.
last phone call: Mom, for lunch.
last time showered: this morning
last shoes worn: blue Vans
last cd played: Toby Keith's Shock'n Yall
last item bought: Coffee?
last downloaded: probably something for Girls' Honor
last annoyance: stupid scholarships, not getting any stupid scholarships, and what happened to my SMU application? Is there a reply yet?
last disappointment: Not finding anything relevant to me going back to Texas in the mailbox. :oP
last soda drank: Coke
last thing written: scholarship applications
last key used: car key
last word spoken: Grr.
last sleep: last night, until about 8:30 AM-ish today.
last im: Theo.
last weird encounter: Theo and his lack of pants over the IM?!
last ice cream eaten: Cold Stone after LOTR and my monument to indecisiveness (mint and white chocolate ice cream with pecans, M&Ms, Kit Kats, York peppermint patties, chocolate chips, white chocolate chips, and rainbow sprinkles...awesome!!!)
last time amused: Theo's IM
last time scolded: for not coming upstairs soon enough...it'll get cold down here?
last time resentful: why can't I get any money?!
last chair sat in: the computer chair (duh)
last lipstick used: "Almost Bare"
last underwear worn: light yellow...a nice springy color, and no, I didn't make them yellow, you sickos!
last shirt worn: the red ducky shirt
last time dancing: OLOT?
last webpage visited: friends' blogs
last headache: today
Orlando Bloom's much cuter as a pirate than an elf. Though that's only after he loosens up a bit and realizes, duh, a pirate's life for him. :o) Mmmmm...piratical goodness. Yes.
Pirate dance Saturday at Redmond UMC. Must go and pillage. :o)
*pffft* (while I still can) COOL HATS RULE! Mwahaha. I think they're in reference to the pin hat with all the shiny stuff.
*pffft* (while I still can) COOL HATS RULE! Mwahaha. I think they're in reference to the pin hat with all the shiny stuff.
Jessica would chop my head off for that. LOL!
Ha ha. Me. Taller. That's funny. *throws shoe at Theo for short jokes*
Like, OHMYGOSH! Phoebe! It sort of fits...Payal accused me of nodding my head while I talked like Phoebe back in seventh grade or something.
MWAHAHAHAHA!!! Only if I can use a trebuchet in the process?!
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
I feel like changing the little description-thingy under the title of this blog. Hmmmm...the LOTR Geek-A-Thon was yesterday. FUN STUFF! It gave me ideas for my little war against Kevin.
The Dictatorship of Stef's Car's War Plans:
1. Send Fluffy Bunny, Minister of Pain and Torture, to Kevin with one of those awesome magic staffs to fling Kevin repeatedly against a wall in his little Kevin-Castle.
2. Hire a Witch King of Stef's Car's Front Left Tire. That dude was awesome! And that big screechy flying varmint? And a mace? *thud* Heck yeah!
3. Fling flaming objects at Kevin's fortresses. I need a catapult or a trebuchet. Mwahahaha.
4. Summon a big cursed green-glowy army of dead men to pillage, loot, and plunder Kevin's country.
5. Declare Kevin conquered.
Oh, and I need pirates, too. Just for fun. Now it's off to upstairs to clean and the library for English poopy. Grr.
The Dictatorship of Stef's Car's War Plans:
1. Send Fluffy Bunny, Minister of Pain and Torture, to Kevin with one of those awesome magic staffs to fling Kevin repeatedly against a wall in his little Kevin-Castle.
2. Hire a Witch King of Stef's Car's Front Left Tire. That dude was awesome! And that big screechy flying varmint? And a mace? *thud* Heck yeah!
3. Fling flaming objects at Kevin's fortresses. I need a catapult or a trebuchet. Mwahahaha.
4. Summon a big cursed green-glowy army of dead men to pillage, loot, and plunder Kevin's country.
5. Declare Kevin conquered.
Oh, and I need pirates, too. Just for fun. Now it's off to upstairs to clean and the library for English poopy. Grr.
Monday, February 16, 2004
News from Overton, Texas: my grandpa's house got about three inches of snow. What's up with this year? It RULES! That's pretty terrible/funny because when it snows down there, things seem to shut down because nobody knows what to do with it or how to drive in it. (Shouldn't that be a little hint to the Kent School District next time we have snow? It sure doesn't snow enough out here to make me comfortable driving in the stuff.) It's kind of like my SMU admissions essay about me gawking at the fluffy white stuff--I don't see it often and neither do they. LOL, my mom said that essay sounded kind of like a little kid's thoughts on snow (though probably much more well-written than a kid's essay on snow?), so I'm thinking of entering it in a few random essay contests. (As of right now, I have only $25 out of something insane like $22,000 in freshman costs covered. Blows. But I got $25 on Saturday, whoo-hoo!)
Oh, happy belated Yak Appreciation Day. That was Saturday. Pillage!
Oh, happy belated Yak Appreciation Day. That was Saturday. Pillage!
Sunday, February 15, 2004
You came from the future. You have wisdom beyond
your age and are always thinking ahead. A
favorite poem of yours is "Autumn" by
Emily Dickinson. You have strenth and
independence. Intelligence and creativity are
your strong points and you always try your
best. Your heart shines through hatred and
always discovers truth. Often you are found
looking ahead and wondering what put us on this
Earth. Your heart is in the right place, but
don't let your wisdom shine through fun. Your
worrying can often prevent you from finding
friends, but your nice and caring spirit makes
up for it. Wisdom is your soul.
Where did you come from when you were born?
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Dude..."Futurama" is a great show. :o)
your age and are always thinking ahead. A
favorite poem of yours is "Autumn" by
Emily Dickinson. You have strenth and
independence. Intelligence and creativity are
your strong points and you always try your
best. Your heart shines through hatred and
always discovers truth. Often you are found
looking ahead and wondering what put us on this
Earth. Your heart is in the right place, but
don't let your wisdom shine through fun. Your
worrying can often prevent you from finding
friends, but your nice and caring spirit makes
up for it. Wisdom is your soul.
Where did you come from when you were born?
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Dude..."Futurama" is a great show. :o)
Another thought on the last quiz...two words: RED DWARF!
You are a Dwarf. Dwarves are mostly found in the
mountains, they often steal not only property,
but it is said women and children as well. They
are hard workers and very funny actually! They
grow beards and carry axes they are like the
dwarves found in Lord of the Rings or Snow
White and the Seven Dwarves. But you also get
Norse Dwarves who are friendly, cheerful and
are good craftsmen and they live on the
mountains.
What Magical Creature are You?
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Score! I get an axe? Like Anti-Man Man's awesome axe?
Ballet shoes- beautiful, graceful, and creative,
you enjoy dancing writing and music. You are
often very poetic and sometimes dramatic. You
keep to yourself aside from a few close friends
that you can relate to.
What Kind of Shoe Are You?
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Arrgh! I can't let Brandon pass me as Queen of the Internet Quizzes. :o)
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Today's AOL Welcome screen greeted me with, "Bad Presents Make Girls Mad." Seriously, is the entire female sex that materialistic and stupid? True, there are certain things that hint towards problems (i.e. weight loss pills and the like), but for the most part, it's the thought that counts and counts in the gift-giver's favor. This is part of my objection to Valentine's Day--all about the presents, not enough about the actual love, care, and concern people have for each other. Understand now?
Oh, and the "Girls wear pink on Friday!" thing is still a sexist load of dookie. Why is there an automatic association between girls and pink? True, I like pink, but I'm saving the black fuzzy sweater for Friday because I want no part in any Valentine's Day celebrations. Like yaks? Wear black. It rhymes! :o) Anyway, haven't girls been beaten over the head with the color pink since, oh, I don't know, birth?! Sexist simpletons.
I found Ms. West's potential new house today. Hope and pray that she gets it--it's fairly close to here and even closer to the Fairwood Library, something I'd think would be handy for an English teacher. It's not a bad looking place, either. :o)
Today was a BEAUTIFUL Hump Day. Nobody really felt like thinking, so it was quite fun all day. I have U.S. History homework, but it's short stuff over WWI that I still vaguely remember from Mrs. Goodwin's freshman honors history class back in the day. I wonder if Mr. Harry's going to bother me about giving away the answer to later homework and questions if he's all like, "We aren't to WWII causes and stuff yet!" after he reads the Treaty of Versailles v. Wilson's Fourteen Points response.
Oh, and the Dictatorship/Cosmarchy of Stef's Car offically declared war on Kevin today. Kevin claims that he shot our country's prez, but since I'm the ruler of Stef's Car and I'm still here, Kevin must be a really bad shot. Either that or Fluffy Bunny (Eater of Souls and Stef's Car's Minister of Pain and Torture) ate the bullet. I think I may have a manslave revolt on my hands. Oh well. Just fun with joining in on other history classes' fun...I seem to hear enough about it...arrgh! Pillage! I think I'll deploy some of Stef's Car's invisible barbarians to pillage, sack, and plunder Kevin's little country. (What is it? Germany? Pfft. So not a threat to Stef's Car.)
It was beautiful and sunny and warmer than it's been all winter (as "warm" as that is, ha ha) and I love it! You can see the mountains and everything! Wheeeeee! I hope it continues to get prettier and warmer and sunnier...so much that Lake Kentridge will retreat far enough to reveal the green Gobstopper I chucked in there before OLOT.
Geek-A-Thon at Bill's House: all three LOTR movies in a row, Monday starting at noon. Mwahaha!
And now off to do what little homework I have and watch SpongeBob! YAY!
Oh, and the "Girls wear pink on Friday!" thing is still a sexist load of dookie. Why is there an automatic association between girls and pink? True, I like pink, but I'm saving the black fuzzy sweater for Friday because I want no part in any Valentine's Day celebrations. Like yaks? Wear black. It rhymes! :o) Anyway, haven't girls been beaten over the head with the color pink since, oh, I don't know, birth?! Sexist simpletons.
I found Ms. West's potential new house today. Hope and pray that she gets it--it's fairly close to here and even closer to the Fairwood Library, something I'd think would be handy for an English teacher. It's not a bad looking place, either. :o)
Today was a BEAUTIFUL Hump Day. Nobody really felt like thinking, so it was quite fun all day. I have U.S. History homework, but it's short stuff over WWI that I still vaguely remember from Mrs. Goodwin's freshman honors history class back in the day. I wonder if Mr. Harry's going to bother me about giving away the answer to later homework and questions if he's all like, "We aren't to WWII causes and stuff yet!" after he reads the Treaty of Versailles v. Wilson's Fourteen Points response.
Oh, and the Dictatorship/Cosmarchy of Stef's Car offically declared war on Kevin today. Kevin claims that he shot our country's prez, but since I'm the ruler of Stef's Car and I'm still here, Kevin must be a really bad shot. Either that or Fluffy Bunny (Eater of Souls and Stef's Car's Minister of Pain and Torture) ate the bullet. I think I may have a manslave revolt on my hands. Oh well. Just fun with joining in on other history classes' fun...I seem to hear enough about it...arrgh! Pillage! I think I'll deploy some of Stef's Car's invisible barbarians to pillage, sack, and plunder Kevin's little country. (What is it? Germany? Pfft. So not a threat to Stef's Car.)
It was beautiful and sunny and warmer than it's been all winter (as "warm" as that is, ha ha) and I love it! You can see the mountains and everything! Wheeeeee! I hope it continues to get prettier and warmer and sunnier...so much that Lake Kentridge will retreat far enough to reveal the green Gobstopper I chucked in there before OLOT.
Geek-A-Thon at Bill's House: all three LOTR movies in a row, Monday starting at noon. Mwahaha!
And now off to do what little homework I have and watch SpongeBob! YAY!
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
"I can see you, your love for me will still be strong, after the boys of summer have gone..." I like that song. I think it just replaced the jambalaya song for being stuck in my head for the moment. Wheeeeee. Though I pretty much oppose the "free love" thing...
I. WANT. SPRING. NOW!!!
I swear, on March 21, I'm going to jump up, run out of school, and find a pretty courtyard and run around and scream. Enough of this winter poop! It was beautiful today, but cold. March 21 is the official beginning of spring, so I think it has to be pretty outside and warmish (well, this place's semi-warmish, at least) and there should be flowers blooming and birdies making noises and it should be sunny and make Stef happy! ARRGH!
I should make a countdown to Spring on The Chum Bucket. Isn't that just JavaScript?! Hmmmm...
Today was still one of *those*days, though. I'm scatterbrained because of the sunshine and lack of sleep after realizing at 1 AM that I'd forgotten to take out my contacts before going to bed. Yucky sticky poo poo.
Last night's Choral Bash was...interesting. We had an airing of the grievances of sorts that resulted in us being chewed out for talking (and others chewed out for walkman and cell phone usage) and me airing grievances over the famous two-week notice for new pieces before concerts, accompanist woes (though I should've mentioned bringing in the accompanist before a concert because some people tend to focus and behave more when there's a visitor who only has a certain amount of time to run everything), and the TERRIBLE playing of elementary school choirs' accompaniment tapes over the PA system in the gym. I might find something good or interesting with their performances if I could hear them over scratchy gym speakers blaring cheesy accompaniment tapes. Grr. Oh well.
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a filais gumbo...I had some jambalaya for dinner and now I have that song stuck in my head and it's been so long since I've heard it that I'm not even sure those are the right words. It's weird how jambalaya has all of these things that I find yucky separate that end up tasting good when combined in spicy sauce over sticky rice. Yummy.
And...ARRGH! Today was panic over GH and NHS day. GH because we're just now ordering paper (!) and NHS because I almost missed a meeting when panicking over said paper and an announcement for GH. I couldn't possibly call everyone yesterday because of the choir concert, my homework, and a doctor's appointment, so I decided to put in a reminder today on the announcements before school. And, oh, now NHS has afternoon meetings (SCORE! And muchas gracias to Shanae [sp?] for the heads up on that...) in A-20. There was a track meeting in there, nobody was in the library, so I finally ended up at A-12 (Ketover's room) when the officers came in. New officers...they seem pretty nice. :o)
I wonder who'd sign off any sort of startling TOLO-asking announcement? To someone who'd least expect it? Mwahahaha...
And...........done panicking for now. Off to psych homework.
I swear, on March 21, I'm going to jump up, run out of school, and find a pretty courtyard and run around and scream. Enough of this winter poop! It was beautiful today, but cold. March 21 is the official beginning of spring, so I think it has to be pretty outside and warmish (well, this place's semi-warmish, at least) and there should be flowers blooming and birdies making noises and it should be sunny and make Stef happy! ARRGH!
I should make a countdown to Spring on The Chum Bucket. Isn't that just JavaScript?! Hmmmm...
Today was still one of *those*days, though. I'm scatterbrained because of the sunshine and lack of sleep after realizing at 1 AM that I'd forgotten to take out my contacts before going to bed. Yucky sticky poo poo.
Last night's Choral Bash was...interesting. We had an airing of the grievances of sorts that resulted in us being chewed out for talking (and others chewed out for walkman and cell phone usage) and me airing grievances over the famous two-week notice for new pieces before concerts, accompanist woes (though I should've mentioned bringing in the accompanist before a concert because some people tend to focus and behave more when there's a visitor who only has a certain amount of time to run everything), and the TERRIBLE playing of elementary school choirs' accompaniment tapes over the PA system in the gym. I might find something good or interesting with their performances if I could hear them over scratchy gym speakers blaring cheesy accompaniment tapes. Grr. Oh well.
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a filais gumbo...I had some jambalaya for dinner and now I have that song stuck in my head and it's been so long since I've heard it that I'm not even sure those are the right words. It's weird how jambalaya has all of these things that I find yucky separate that end up tasting good when combined in spicy sauce over sticky rice. Yummy.
And...ARRGH! Today was panic over GH and NHS day. GH because we're just now ordering paper (!) and NHS because I almost missed a meeting when panicking over said paper and an announcement for GH. I couldn't possibly call everyone yesterday because of the choir concert, my homework, and a doctor's appointment, so I decided to put in a reminder today on the announcements before school. And, oh, now NHS has afternoon meetings (SCORE! And muchas gracias to Shanae [sp?] for the heads up on that...) in A-20. There was a track meeting in there, nobody was in the library, so I finally ended up at A-12 (Ketover's room) when the officers came in. New officers...they seem pretty nice. :o)
I wonder who'd sign off any sort of startling TOLO-asking announcement? To someone who'd least expect it? Mwahahaha...
And...........done panicking for now. Off to psych homework.
Tuesday, February 03, 2004
Pants. Let's see if the fixing of the sidebar works. :o)
Sunday, February 01, 2004
Which Phase of the Greek Tragic Cycle Are You?
Take More Robert & Tim Quizzes
Watch Robert & Tim Cartoons
Urinating pedestrians! What nerve!
Ughhhhh...I was dared by some junior high kids to eat a mouthful of the sour stuff all over sour Skittles...ohhhh how nasty!
This reminds me...I was going to do a funny page on The Chum Bucket on the many uses for the word quema (Spanish for "it burns"), but I can't find a good embarrassing sunburn picture. Poop. I'm not about to go create another one (Oh the pain! But I do have a nice poison ivy pic on my KRHS student ID.), and I think some of the funnier ones were wiped out when we replaced our hard drive on the computer. Grr.
Anyway, I think morons belong on my quema page. I mean, I was driving to Mondo's after church (because I had to drown out the sour sprinkles--how disgusting!--with a mocha coconut island oasis and a double cheese toaster--and they forgot my mayonnaise! Mayo please? Pleeeease?!) and I turned to cut through the Carriages, and this idiot in a blue Jeep pulls out in front of me. First of all, he was parked WAY too close to the corner, and if that's not idiotic at all, he pulls out in front of me without looking. In front of ME. Stupid me who has issues finding the brake when panicking. Luckily, I did this time, and stopped right before plowing straight into the fool's door. Geez, it's much too early in the morning to commit vehicular homicide, you dolt! If I were a finger-giving angry person, I'd have rolled down the window, yelled horrible-terrible things I can't even fathom because they're so horrible, and gave him a pair of birds while leaning on the horn. But I didn't because I'm not like that and I just want to say "holy flaming toilets, what a freaking moron" and go on because I'm too panicked to panic at the man. MORON!
Anyway...ughhh...still feeling the remnants of those sour Skittles' powder. Yuck.
This reminds me...I was going to do a funny page on The Chum Bucket on the many uses for the word quema (Spanish for "it burns"), but I can't find a good embarrassing sunburn picture. Poop. I'm not about to go create another one (Oh the pain! But I do have a nice poison ivy pic on my KRHS student ID.), and I think some of the funnier ones were wiped out when we replaced our hard drive on the computer. Grr.
Anyway, I think morons belong on my quema page. I mean, I was driving to Mondo's after church (because I had to drown out the sour sprinkles--how disgusting!--with a mocha coconut island oasis and a double cheese toaster--and they forgot my mayonnaise! Mayo please? Pleeeease?!) and I turned to cut through the Carriages, and this idiot in a blue Jeep pulls out in front of me. First of all, he was parked WAY too close to the corner, and if that's not idiotic at all, he pulls out in front of me without looking. In front of ME. Stupid me who has issues finding the brake when panicking. Luckily, I did this time, and stopped right before plowing straight into the fool's door. Geez, it's much too early in the morning to commit vehicular homicide, you dolt! If I were a finger-giving angry person, I'd have rolled down the window, yelled horrible-terrible things I can't even fathom because they're so horrible, and gave him a pair of birds while leaning on the horn. But I didn't because I'm not like that and I just want to say "holy flaming toilets, what a freaking moron" and go on because I'm too panicked to panic at the man. MORON!
Anyway...ughhh...still feeling the remnants of those sour Skittles' powder. Yuck.
Some Professor's Writing Peeves
If people would pay more attention to this stuff, I wouldn't have such issues with college English peer edits sometimes. Grr. Though I don't mind paper clips so much because I have cute ones with polka dots that I never turn in to anyone besides PEs and I thought "This paper is about..." variations were even a no-no as far back as junior high...arrgh.
Filling out scholarship applications is like scraping my hand on the desk yesterday, but ten times more annoying. Why can't all the useful information be in one room of the house? (Preferably the computer's room?!) Grr.
If people would pay more attention to this stuff, I wouldn't have such issues with college English peer edits sometimes. Grr. Though I don't mind paper clips so much because I have cute ones with polka dots that I never turn in to anyone besides PEs and I thought "This paper is about..." variations were even a no-no as far back as junior high...arrgh.
Filling out scholarship applications is like scraping my hand on the desk yesterday, but ten times more annoying. Why can't all the useful information be in one room of the house? (Preferably the computer's room?!) Grr.
