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Last night was really cool. I told Tim that he looked like my mom in the early 80s. He didn't get mad because he knew that I meant it as a compliment. Tim is an American Classic.
And speaking of American Classics...We all watched It's A Wonderful Life on the TV and yet again Jimmy Stewart proves that he will always be awesome. In our frightening, robot-dominated 3030 future society, everyone will still watch It's A Wonderful Life at Christmas time because even when our pelvises are replaced with mechanical claws and the government forbids us from seeing sunlight, they will never be able to take away It's A Wonderful Life. It's too important.
I think Mandi should let me respond to all of the emails that her English students send her. Here are a few examples of what I would say to those kids:
"You got a F in the class because your portfolio made my head hurt"
and
"D-. Why? I just don't like you."
I don't know about anyone else, but I like my English teachers grumpy as fuck. And just because Mandi is my friend is all the more reason for me to encourage her to be a jerk. I love Mandi despite her resisting my attempts to get her to say mean things to her students. Maybe if I buy her a shiny new necklace she will repay me by letting me say "SUCK MY ASS, YOU FUCKING TOOL" to one of them. Ah, that would be soooo awesome. Mandi is a reasonable person. I bet she'd do it.
Rob tried to explain to me why I should NOT hate The Darkness and ended up spilling beer on my arm and on the floor in the process. He felt really embarassed and put his hand over the bottletop and took it outside. The weird thing about The Darkness is that even though I do not like them, I reccommended them to various people that I knew would love them if they heard them. I personally have never been into hair metal in any of it's scary incarnations at all. The closest thing I get to pop-metal is Black Sabbath and Cheap Trick, so I guess this means I just don't believe in a thing called love.
Other highlights from the evening: telling Hess that he was "like fuckin' Charles Dickins, man. Charles Dickins. That's who you remind me of." And then there was that one guy that was passed out with his head in a small trash can the whole night.
I was sufficiently wilding, I think.
It snowed and sleeted so I just crashed on the couch and got a ride home in the morning. All in all a good time.
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Some stories must be told - and you're the one to tell them38.48% Psychodrama Quotient6.02%
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And speaking of American Classics...We all watched It's A Wonderful Life on the TV and yet again Jimmy Stewart proves that he will always be awesome. In our frightening, robot-dominated 3030 future society, everyone will still watch It's A Wonderful Life at Christmas time because even when our pelvises are replaced with mechanical claws and the government forbids us from seeing sunlight, they will never be able to take away It's A Wonderful Life. It's too important.
I think Mandi should let me respond to all of the emails that her English students send her. Here are a few examples of what I would say to those kids:
"You got a F in the class because your portfolio made my head hurt"
and
"D-. Why? I just don't like you."
I don't know about anyone else, but I like my English teachers grumpy as fuck. And just because Mandi is my friend is all the more reason for me to encourage her to be a jerk. I love Mandi despite her resisting my attempts to get her to say mean things to her students. Maybe if I buy her a shiny new necklace she will repay me by letting me say "SUCK MY ASS, YOU FUCKING TOOL" to one of them. Ah, that would be soooo awesome. Mandi is a reasonable person. I bet she'd do it.
Rob tried to explain to me why I should NOT hate The Darkness and ended up spilling beer on my arm and on the floor in the process. He felt really embarassed and put his hand over the bottletop and took it outside. The weird thing about The Darkness is that even though I do not like them, I reccommended them to various people that I knew would love them if they heard them. I personally have never been into hair metal in any of it's scary incarnations at all. The closest thing I get to pop-metal is Black Sabbath and Cheap Trick, so I guess this means I just don't believe in a thing called love.
Other highlights from the evening: telling Hess that he was "like fuckin' Charles Dickins, man. Charles Dickins. That's who you remind me of." And then there was that one guy that was passed out with his head in a small trash can the whole night.
I was sufficiently wilding, I think.
It snowed and sleeted so I just crashed on the couch and got a ride home in the morning. All in all a good time.
The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test
CategoryYour ScoreAverage LJer Community Attachment15.05%
You've got pals to cheer you up when you're down, but no audience to applaud you... Yet.22.59% MemeSheepage33.33%
Easily amused28.46% Original Content32.26%
Some stories must be told - and you're the one to tell them38.48% Psychodrama Quotient6.02%
Warning: Can Flame When Necessary17.17% Attention Whoring18.18%
Slothfully Seeking Susan20.63%
Take The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test
and see how you match up!