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*sniffle* Why the hell did I have to go and watch that blasted episode? Huh, why? It's so sad. It makes me a tad moist around the eyes. Honestly, I'm not that gay. But TV shows and movies especially seem to get me. Or RENT. Or really sad theater. Anyway, that episode makes me sniffle. Which doesn't help. Why? Because I have learned in the last 24 hours that having a nose serves no purpose what-so-ever in life, except for the ability to irritate the hell out of you. First it's stuffed-up, then it's like someone turned on a faucet, and then both - stuffy on one side, runny on the other, and then it starts switching back and forth between sides. Grrr. I want to cut off my nose to spite my...nose. Rar.
It snowed a lot this afternoon which made me happy. And then I got to walk in it and it made me happier, but much colder and a tad less dry when I thawed. It was the big fluffy cotton snowflakes (those are the flakes I like best. December flakes are too early. Teehee.). Yeah, so I got quite a bit done today actually. Went through my closet and got rid of some old clothes (I know, I bet you're all pissing your pants in wonderment), cleaned my room, fixed the slip cover for my couch (it took me quite a while), cleaned out and reorganized my desk and nightstand, went through some paperwork, and did my dishes! Yep. That's what I did on my Saturday. Can someone tell me when I turned into an 80 year old retired blue-haired lady? Cuz I sure as hell don't know. I'm in college. I'm supposed to be all big with the grossness, right? Bleck. I'll be trying to repress the memory of those dishes for months. I swear, the gladwear was about to eat me. Honest. So now I'm debating whether I want to crawl into my nice warm bed and sleep (hopefully no wierd dreams like last night. Although one was kinda nice - I was Spike and Xander in Chocolatey Goodness. It was very wierd, but veerrrrry nice. See, who needs a boyfriend when you've got fanfiction? Ugh *slaps forhead* Please, someone date me. Anyone. No, scratch that - not anyone. Oh yeah, back to the post - ) or if I want to start reading for Art History. As it is, I'll have to spend all of tomorrow reading. But if I get a head start, as in now, I may not have to be up all night tomorrow night, right? Mmm..probably not.
I so want to watch "The boy who could fly". I love that movie, I used to watch it almost every day when I was a kid. And I haven't seen it in years. Oh, and "Howard the Duck" man I love that movie. I wish I had money to buy things on ebay with. I want to relive my childhood dammit. Okay, not the *whole* childhood, just the good stuff I remember and haven't repressed. Am I rambling? I think I might be. I blame it on microwaves. Anything that gets that hot without fire - that's from the devil. Heehee...yeah, I watched "Here and Now" for like the 40th time (No seriously. I counted.). I wasn't even really watching, I was cleaning out my desk and had it on, but I could still go word for word through the whole thing. Except shoop. Not without cracking up laughing anyway. I love Ellen. If I was a lesbian, I would totally date her. We'll add her to my go-dyke list. Because let's face it boys and girls and what-have-yous - even as a woman, I couldn't be straight. I'm sorry, I have this problem with procrascination. I'm stalling. Procrascinate now, don't put it off.
Hmm...perhaps I should go to sleep, neh? Or shall I stay up and enjoy this loopiness thing I've got going. Maybe with my nose doing the stuffy stuff, I've got decreased oxygen flow to my brain. Yeah, that's it. It's my lie and I'll tell it how I want.
Man, I am random tonight. *shrugs* But that's why y'all luuuuuurrrrrrrrve me. Right? I mean, you do luuuuuurrrrrrrrve me, don't you? Course you do.
Right?
Please?
I'll give you chocolate if you say yes...well, maybe not, but I'll say I will and then won't. Hehe *nervous laugh*
Good night.
It snowed a lot this afternoon which made me happy. And then I got to walk in it and it made me happier, but much colder and a tad less dry when I thawed. It was the big fluffy cotton snowflakes (those are the flakes I like best. December flakes are too early. Teehee.). Yeah, so I got quite a bit done today actually. Went through my closet and got rid of some old clothes (I know, I bet you're all pissing your pants in wonderment), cleaned my room, fixed the slip cover for my couch (it took me quite a while), cleaned out and reorganized my desk and nightstand, went through some paperwork, and did my dishes! Yep. That's what I did on my Saturday. Can someone tell me when I turned into an 80 year old retired blue-haired lady? Cuz I sure as hell don't know. I'm in college. I'm supposed to be all big with the grossness, right? Bleck. I'll be trying to repress the memory of those dishes for months. I swear, the gladwear was about to eat me. Honest. So now I'm debating whether I want to crawl into my nice warm bed and sleep (hopefully no wierd dreams like last night. Although one was kinda nice - I was Spike and Xander in Chocolatey Goodness. It was very wierd, but veerrrrry nice. See, who needs a boyfriend when you've got fanfiction? Ugh *slaps forhead* Please, someone date me. Anyone. No, scratch that - not anyone. Oh yeah, back to the post - ) or if I want to start reading for Art History. As it is, I'll have to spend all of tomorrow reading. But if I get a head start, as in now, I may not have to be up all night tomorrow night, right? Mmm..probably not.
I so want to watch "The boy who could fly". I love that movie, I used to watch it almost every day when I was a kid. And I haven't seen it in years. Oh, and "Howard the Duck" man I love that movie. I wish I had money to buy things on ebay with. I want to relive my childhood dammit. Okay, not the *whole* childhood, just the good stuff I remember and haven't repressed. Am I rambling? I think I might be. I blame it on microwaves. Anything that gets that hot without fire - that's from the devil. Heehee...yeah, I watched "Here and Now" for like the 40th time (No seriously. I counted.). I wasn't even really watching, I was cleaning out my desk and had it on, but I could still go word for word through the whole thing. Except shoop. Not without cracking up laughing anyway. I love Ellen. If I was a lesbian, I would totally date her. We'll add her to my go-dyke list. Because let's face it boys and girls and what-have-yous - even as a woman, I couldn't be straight. I'm sorry, I have this problem with procrascination. I'm stalling. Procrascinate now, don't put it off.
Hmm...perhaps I should go to sleep, neh? Or shall I stay up and enjoy this loopiness thing I've got going. Maybe with my nose doing the stuffy stuff, I've got decreased oxygen flow to my brain. Yeah, that's it. It's my lie and I'll tell it how I want.
Man, I am random tonight. *shrugs* But that's why y'all luuuuuurrrrrrrrve me. Right? I mean, you do luuuuuurrrrrrrrve me, don't you? Course you do.
Right?
Please?
I'll give you chocolate if you say yes...well, maybe not, but I'll say I will and then won't. Hehe *nervous laugh*
Good night.
