It is ALIVE!!
Yesh! Take that, you evil dirty skanky foul evil little...
I mean- Whoot! I created a journal. MAN, was that easy... I bet I could do it in my sleep!
Note the username? Superb, yes? Nah-uh.
Computer: Because I suck, you must now pick a username. However, every good idea you have will be SHOT DOWN. (Also because I suck. Haha.)
Me: Oh yeah? It's on! For my weapon, I chose the verb... deliquesce!
Computer: Taken. Teehee!
Me: Fucknut. Can't possibly have a meperidine, though, can ya? Huh? Huh?
Computer : Nope! You'll never get it. Then I get to eat your FIRSTBORN! What'll the King say about that, eh?
Me: @.o
Me: Firstborn?
Computer: Er... sorry. Continue?
Me: Deliquescence. Hah! Am so very clever.
Computer: I generate only pixels, yet even I laugh at your idiocy. Hahah!
Me: You suck.
Then I found out that deliquesce is derivative of a latin word. I feel exceedingly and stupidly happy, yet don't like the name still. Bugger. Perhaps should have chosen Rumpelstiltskin?
Current Status: 'Tis one fifty-five AM, and I am sitting in Oregon visiting my grandfather. I should be posting lovely fishing stories, yes? Once again you are horribly and utterly wrong. Have been bonding with the couch, and it is ever so lovely.
I kid you not. I watched Legally Blonde five times the first day I was here. And it wasn't even any sort of Missing-The-Blonde nostalgia (sorry Blondie, I did miss you, just wasn't my motivation)-- I genuinely thought it entertaining. This may say more about my mental state than the actual state I am currently visiting (bad pun, yay!), but I Just Don't Like Trees.
Well, I like them, but I also like other things. At the moment it is too cold to swim in creek --Blast! I actually enjoy that. -- and anything else you could possibly do requires a car and a drivers licensce.
I, unfortunately, have neither.
So I've been sitting on the computer being abysmally boring. And havin' fun too. To anyone who hasn't watched The 10th Kingdom, I order you to do so. Now. Don't make me use my laser-gun eye powers.
I've always wanted those.
But seriously. It may be nine hours, but I love it. Go! I bid thee, fly my pretties! Sit in front of the TV and become morbidly obese. Deplete brain cells! You know you want to.
I mean- Whoot! I created a journal. MAN, was that easy... I bet I could do it in my sleep!
Note the username? Superb, yes? Nah-uh.
Computer: Because I suck, you must now pick a username. However, every good idea you have will be SHOT DOWN. (Also because I suck. Haha.)
Me: Oh yeah? It's on! For my weapon, I chose the verb... deliquesce!
Computer: Taken. Teehee!
Me: Fucknut. Can't possibly have a meperidine, though, can ya? Huh? Huh?
Computer : Nope! You'll never get it. Then I get to eat your FIRSTBORN! What'll the King say about that, eh?
Me: @.o
Me: Firstborn?
Computer: Er... sorry. Continue?
Me: Deliquescence. Hah! Am so very clever.
Computer: I generate only pixels, yet even I laugh at your idiocy. Hahah!
Me: You suck.
Then I found out that deliquesce is derivative of a latin word. I feel exceedingly and stupidly happy, yet don't like the name still. Bugger. Perhaps should have chosen Rumpelstiltskin?
Current Status: 'Tis one fifty-five AM, and I am sitting in Oregon visiting my grandfather. I should be posting lovely fishing stories, yes? Once again you are horribly and utterly wrong. Have been bonding with the couch, and it is ever so lovely.
I kid you not. I watched Legally Blonde five times the first day I was here. And it wasn't even any sort of Missing-The-Blonde nostalgia (sorry Blondie, I did miss you, just wasn't my motivation)-- I genuinely thought it entertaining. This may say more about my mental state than the actual state I am currently visiting (bad pun, yay!), but I Just Don't Like Trees.
Well, I like them, but I also like other things. At the moment it is too cold to swim in creek --Blast! I actually enjoy that. -- and anything else you could possibly do requires a car and a drivers licensce.
I, unfortunately, have neither.
So I've been sitting on the computer being abysmally boring. And havin' fun too. To anyone who hasn't watched The 10th Kingdom, I order you to do so. Now. Don't make me use my laser-gun eye powers.
I've always wanted those.
But seriously. It may be nine hours, but I love it. Go! I bid thee, fly my pretties! Sit in front of the TV and become morbidly obese. Deplete brain cells! You know you want to.