[mood|
...uwaaaaaaahhhh....]
[music| Forces (God Hand Mix) - Berserk]
Quote of the Day:
(DourMetal to ParadoxWolf313)
"Art is art, and I love most of it."
Observaton/Advice for Today:
Duo Maxwell is hot.
Today's Factoid:
Robins get drunk after eating holly berries, then often fall off powerlines.
Gag Fortune Cookie:
You may soon be the winner of $10,000,000! You might also be a figment of your computer's imagination!
In response to
penbeetreewood's comment about being too lazy to style my hair, I've decided to give you an insight into my weekday morning routine.
7:00 - Alarm wakes me up, and I get dressed and sometimes brush my hair (usually a 'patpat', and my head's good to go).
7:03 - I make a quick stop at the bathroom sometimes. Otherwise, I head downstairs, badgering
naruke_chan if she's watching TV when she's not completely ready to go. (I hate being late, you see.)
7:08 - Eat breakfast, take meds. Sometimes feed cats if bowls are empty. Sometimes skip breakfast.
7:10 - Watch TV/putter about, usually eating breakfast at the same time.
7:20 - Prepare my backpack and get schoolstuff ready to go.
7:30 - Leave the house.
Weirdream
Girl (Kelsey) said I forgot to write in dream book, and disembodied fist hit her in face and detures popped out.
Kelsey Wills is the epitome of good-girl prep. I don't know what this was about, really....
I had two random thoughts during my hours of insomnia this morning, though. First was that if I ever just suddenly stopped getting online for a week or more without advance warning, you guys would try to find out what happened to me, just in case something really bad HAD happened to me, and you could give the police a timeline for when I was still around. Just a thought, is all.
The other random thing I wrote down was Lenard Bernstein!.
Obviously this means the local rock station was playing REM's End of the World.
Before school, in the halls of THS, I was talking to Laura and Cat, and Laura said she'd found Raleigh's red shorts in her car's backseat yesterday. All I said was, "It's a good thing they weren't black shorts, or we'd actually believe the worst."
She said I was scaring her.
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1st, Metals 3, Rand:
Decided to scrap all the work I've done so far in order to make my project completely out of aluminum.
Joy.
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Trojan Time!
Nothing of import to report, other than the fact that Randy-man asked since I couldn't work on my project until we ordered the metal I needed, if I would help him out with inventory, and I said sure. I also found out that I'm the only one in the class with an A.
A good reputation with a teacher pays off one again.
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3rd, Strings, Bloomberg:
Made a list of Italian musical terms I didn't know. Otherwise, nothing different today.
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1st Lunch:
Was debating if I wanted to eat lunch today. Went to get food in the end. Pizza, soggy fries, choco-milk, choco-chip cookies.
I was happy.
Also, since Raleigh sat down with us today, we talked about her shorts again. Here's the basic story.
Raleigh and Laura are on the cross-country team.
They got their new uniforms and were trying them on.
Then, as Raleigh put it, they "grabbed each other's pants".
Thus, Laura found that her shorts didn't fit, and Raleigh made the same discovery.
Laura threw the shorts in the back of her car and forgot about them for a week.
She discovered them again today.
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5th, Mythology, Brancaccio:
Holy slow days, Batman!
Pistacio read another myth (in a demo for myth-telling), and my group decided to go with one of Kelly's myths for our group project.
We also watched a vid on a Native American myth told by a real Indian.
I swear to Batman, he looked like the Indian version of Michael Jackson.
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7th, Jewelry, Vanek:
Ugh. She showed the class how to drill rivet holes. With a drillpress. Which I've known how to do since 8th grade.
Luckily, I have the least-crowded table in the room.
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My throat kinda hurts right now. I think I got a piece of a giant Sweetart stuck to the back. Oh, well. Nothing more to say right now.
Mercifully done with the day,
DM
Afterthought: I forgot to give a loud 'thankee' to
emptyfate for pulling me out of my emotionally confused state yesterday. I henceforth knight thee as Sir Cheerer of Moods.