Fweeh did it!!
Well, okay, I suppose I helped. Anyway, on the way to AC Fweeh and I did a little writing dealy. I'm sure people know the game. One person starts, writes a paragraph, and then folds the paper so the next person can only see the last line. Well, I thought it was funny. Fweeh started this one (Actually she finished it too. Haha, she had to write more than me :P)
The furry is a strange and mysterious creature. For the uninitiated, they can be quite startling. Common habits include scratching random people, hugging strangers, coveting stuffed animals, and generally getting as far into the personal space of others as they can. On second thought, being initiated is quite disturbing.
It is the only way to discover one's inner self, however, so it's worth it. No matter the mess, the awkward bruises, the temporary vision loss, there are some things that are worth anything. Of course, some things should also never be spoken of in polite society, but where's the fun in that?
Polite society? Nothing is ever right for those blue-collar snobs. Nope, we are here for the aforementioned fun. So we will speak of it, and often, for the times spoken of is directly proportionate to the amount of fun had. Speak out, my brethren! Let them not oppress us! Speak I say!
Speak of the unity! The spirituality! Speak of the 10% discount at pet stores! Speak of the overwhelming, all-consuming, mind-numbing, bone-tingling satisfaction of . . . well, maybe don't speak about that. There are still laws after all . . .
Laws that need to be abolished. Free speech and all that. I want it, I want it all! If I don't get it, well, I'll protest, or something! I'll write an angry letter! I want it my way, or else! If I can't have it my way, what else is there in life worth living for?
Sunsets, daffodils, the laughter of a newborn child? Bah! Poetry, music, Christmas time? Ha! Peace, mankind, puppies? Well . . . maybe puppies. The important thing, though, is to know what you want, take what you want, and ride the hell out of it.
Give it the beating of its life. It deserves it. Well, I think it does. Alright, alright. I just want to beat it. And then eat it!
So yeah, go read that. Have fun.
In other news, I made it to Peterborough safely. Ended up dozing on the bus instead of getting work done. But it was far too early in the morning, so I forgive myself. The house is indeed still standing. We don't have fire alarms anymore, though, because they continued with their random going off-ness, so Will removed them. Seriously don't blame him. If there's a fire . . . well . . . someone will yell, I'm sure.
Yeah, really not much else to say. Oh! Speaking of writing (well, I was a while ago), I managed to get a little bit done on the animal spirit thingy while I was away. But not enough for an update. So all I can tell you is there will be an update in the near future. Maybe. Apparently school work needs to happen too. Whatever.
Oh yeah, last thing. I've returned to being a paying member of lj, which means copious amounts of icons! Can you handle the excitement? Can you? Yeah, yeah. Simple minds are entertained by simple things.
The furry is a strange and mysterious creature. For the uninitiated, they can be quite startling. Common habits include scratching random people, hugging strangers, coveting stuffed animals, and generally getting as far into the personal space of others as they can. On second thought, being initiated is quite disturbing.
It is the only way to discover one's inner self, however, so it's worth it. No matter the mess, the awkward bruises, the temporary vision loss, there are some things that are worth anything. Of course, some things should also never be spoken of in polite society, but where's the fun in that?
Polite society? Nothing is ever right for those blue-collar snobs. Nope, we are here for the aforementioned fun. So we will speak of it, and often, for the times spoken of is directly proportionate to the amount of fun had. Speak out, my brethren! Let them not oppress us! Speak I say!
Speak of the unity! The spirituality! Speak of the 10% discount at pet stores! Speak of the overwhelming, all-consuming, mind-numbing, bone-tingling satisfaction of . . . well, maybe don't speak about that. There are still laws after all . . .
Laws that need to be abolished. Free speech and all that. I want it, I want it all! If I don't get it, well, I'll protest, or something! I'll write an angry letter! I want it my way, or else! If I can't have it my way, what else is there in life worth living for?
Sunsets, daffodils, the laughter of a newborn child? Bah! Poetry, music, Christmas time? Ha! Peace, mankind, puppies? Well . . . maybe puppies. The important thing, though, is to know what you want, take what you want, and ride the hell out of it.
Give it the beating of its life. It deserves it. Well, I think it does. Alright, alright. I just want to beat it. And then eat it!
So yeah, go read that. Have fun.
In other news, I made it to Peterborough safely. Ended up dozing on the bus instead of getting work done. But it was far too early in the morning, so I forgive myself. The house is indeed still standing. We don't have fire alarms anymore, though, because they continued with their random going off-ness, so Will removed them. Seriously don't blame him. If there's a fire . . . well . . . someone will yell, I'm sure.
Yeah, really not much else to say. Oh! Speaking of writing (well, I was a while ago), I managed to get a little bit done on the animal spirit thingy while I was away. But not enough for an update. So all I can tell you is there will be an update in the near future. Maybe. Apparently school work needs to happen too. Whatever.
Oh yeah, last thing. I've returned to being a paying member of lj, which means copious amounts of icons! Can you handle the excitement? Can you? Yeah, yeah. Simple minds are entertained by simple things.