"...That was random..." "Yup."
I have been up for all of an hour and a half today, and it has already managed to be quite bizarre.
For one, just a few minutes after I got up, I got a phone call from Marilyn. As in, Janis's sister Marilyn. As in, Janis who was living with me up until last June, when she promptly left for West Virginia and hasn't said a word to me in six months. I'm beginning to think she hates me for some reason. It's somewhat depressing. Anyway, Marilyn wanted to know if I still had a giant pile of clothes Janis left behind, which I do, but I find it somewhat disconcerting that after half a year, out of the blue, she wants them back but has to make her sister call for her (Marilyn said Janis was asleep... but seriously, is she trying to imply the girl's been in a coma for six months? Why not wait until she woke up, unless she didn't want to speak to me?)
...Anyway, leaving that aside, my family just all ran off to go get a Christmas tree, leaving me behind so I can, yep, write more about Dante. I have like five pages thus far. I'm going to have to start getting dang redundant if I want to stretch this out to the required fifteen. o.0'
I have to leave for my band concert in like an hour, which is going to suck because the band, as a whole, sucks, and we're basically just wasting our time, because the audience (consisting entirely of some parents) is just going to cringe the whole time. Oh well! At least I'll get that out of the way and collect one more credit.
Am currently eting cold oatmeal. It was, at one point, warm oatmeal, but I let it sit on the table too long, and am far too lazy to get up and reheat it. After that, I will go consume my now-cold tea, which I may actually reheat, because it's already sitting in the kitchen anyway.
I randomly spoke to Arbol's best friend, Kristen, and asked her for all the burnt-out light bulbs in her house. Still thinking about asking the neighbors.
My brain is totally fried.
If anyone has any examples of the text of Dante's Inferno conflicting with the teachings of the New Testament, or any instances of it matching up with specific passages of the Old Testament, please do let me know. I'm running out of fodder for this infernal paper (pun totally intended).
Disus laid more eggs. I give them two days before they croak. I think I really need to go out and make some soft water to stick in their tank.
Mmm. Cold apples and cinammon. In oats. Yummy. -.-'
For one, just a few minutes after I got up, I got a phone call from Marilyn. As in, Janis's sister Marilyn. As in, Janis who was living with me up until last June, when she promptly left for West Virginia and hasn't said a word to me in six months. I'm beginning to think she hates me for some reason. It's somewhat depressing. Anyway, Marilyn wanted to know if I still had a giant pile of clothes Janis left behind, which I do, but I find it somewhat disconcerting that after half a year, out of the blue, she wants them back but has to make her sister call for her (Marilyn said Janis was asleep... but seriously, is she trying to imply the girl's been in a coma for six months? Why not wait until she woke up, unless she didn't want to speak to me?)
...Anyway, leaving that aside, my family just all ran off to go get a Christmas tree, leaving me behind so I can, yep, write more about Dante. I have like five pages thus far. I'm going to have to start getting dang redundant if I want to stretch this out to the required fifteen. o.0'
I have to leave for my band concert in like an hour, which is going to suck because the band, as a whole, sucks, and we're basically just wasting our time, because the audience (consisting entirely of some parents) is just going to cringe the whole time. Oh well! At least I'll get that out of the way and collect one more credit.
Am currently eting cold oatmeal. It was, at one point, warm oatmeal, but I let it sit on the table too long, and am far too lazy to get up and reheat it. After that, I will go consume my now-cold tea, which I may actually reheat, because it's already sitting in the kitchen anyway.
I randomly spoke to Arbol's best friend, Kristen, and asked her for all the burnt-out light bulbs in her house. Still thinking about asking the neighbors.
My brain is totally fried.
If anyone has any examples of the text of Dante's Inferno conflicting with the teachings of the New Testament, or any instances of it matching up with specific passages of the Old Testament, please do let me know. I'm running out of fodder for this infernal paper (pun totally intended).
Disus laid more eggs. I give them two days before they croak. I think I really need to go out and make some soft water to stick in their tank.
Mmm. Cold apples and cinammon. In oats. Yummy. -.-'