well alllllright!
wow, flist. eighty posts on monday? impressive. lot of scrolling done yesterday.
well! part of the reason that i've been MIA recently was the family trip to florida that lasted all of last week. got back late monday night (and man, that could not have been timed better-apparently tropical storm fay is headed straight for where we were, if it hasn't already hit there by now). now, i planned on doing a whole catchup post thing in florida, but it turns out the only way to get internet in that house is to sit on the third step of the stairs and prop my laptop up one knee braced on the railing and well, i'm only really willing to do that for a spur of the moment phelps post. so, here, uninteresting stuff that's been going on lately:
i have only two weeks tomorrow of summer left, and i haven't gotten ANYTHING done. to name a few:
- was going to learn to play guitar (PSSSHH. in the unlikely event that i have any free time this year, i will maybe attempt this)
- ap art project (UHM. this needs to be done sometime in the next two weeks and i completely forgot i had to do it until yesterday afternoon. whoops?
- read two more novels and one play for school (ARGH. actually, lord jim is pretty good, but moll flanders-UFGHH. why, why did someone write that ungodly thing? death of me, etc.)
- get wooden floors in room to replace bazillion year old carpet (PSSSSSSHHHH.)
- write...something (are you guys ready for an unfinished fic dump post? because that is likely to be occuring in the near future.)
what DID, by some miracle, happen in my lj absence:
- I GOT TO SEE THE BOSS LIVE. guys, i GREW UP on springsteen, so this was like...ugh, i don't have the words. like mcr, he makes me feel all 'speshul to have been born and raised here, especially when he sings 'jersey girl'. *jerrrrrrsey pride*
- i became a whole lot more obsessed with David Cook and, aha, Michael Johns. let me see if i can gather all of their ridiculous dance videos together and i'll show you why :D
- OH OH OH GUESS WHO MANAGED CAB TICKETS FOR THE AUGUST 25TH CONCERT??? AND PANIC ONES FOR NOVEMBER 2ND??? AND WHO IS CURRENTLY BRIBING ASKING FRIENDS TO COME WITH HER TO THE LEATHA-MOUTH SAYREVILLE SHOW????????
.........ahahahahaahahaaa OH JERSEY. ok, so i started typing this several hours ago when a bunch of assholes were getting progressively louder on my front lawn and in the street and i cracked open the window and saw them stumbling around out there yelling and cursing. and like, it's not a busy street and they weren't really doing anything and it was, what, 9 at night, so i wasn't pissed. but my mom comes in and was like, do you hear them? what the hell are they doing? and we watch them for a while, sipping coffee, and they stumble onto my neighbor's lawn and start screeching.
so then my neightbor comes out with his chainsaw, and starts walking down the driveway toward them revving the thing. and let me tell you, there is NOTHING in this world funnier than five manly, jacked guys with identical 'HO SHIT' expressions on right before they take off down the street. NOTHING. how is this my life???
so, hey, of course that got me thinking...
so asshole!frank totally does this all this time. sometimes, people suck and weekends go by where no one has a house party that he can crash, and he's practically vibrating from the need to be out. so he grabs a six pack of bud light and calls up some friends and crashes in someone else's basement to get drunk and then around midnight they all go out, stumbling on other people's lawns. frank prides himself on cursing the loudest and most often and waves around a can of beer so that it spills on the grass. when this gets boring and okay, seriously, the toro's have threatened to call the cops, like, eight times, frank &posse go to a local tattoo parlor and frank wakes up in the morning with a scorpion on his neck or a lyric around his wrist. ETC ETC WHY CAN'T I WRITE THINGS ANYMORE :|||||
most importantly: HOW IS EVERYONE?
well! part of the reason that i've been MIA recently was the family trip to florida that lasted all of last week. got back late monday night (and man, that could not have been timed better-apparently tropical storm fay is headed straight for where we were, if it hasn't already hit there by now). now, i planned on doing a whole catchup post thing in florida, but it turns out the only way to get internet in that house is to sit on the third step of the stairs and prop my laptop up one knee braced on the railing and well, i'm only really willing to do that for a spur of the moment phelps post. so, here, uninteresting stuff that's been going on lately:
i have only two weeks tomorrow of summer left, and i haven't gotten ANYTHING done. to name a few:
- was going to learn to play guitar (PSSSHH. in the unlikely event that i have any free time this year, i will maybe attempt this)
- ap art project (UHM. this needs to be done sometime in the next two weeks and i completely forgot i had to do it until yesterday afternoon. whoops?
- read two more novels and one play for school (ARGH. actually, lord jim is pretty good, but moll flanders-UFGHH. why, why did someone write that ungodly thing? death of me, etc.)
- get wooden floors in room to replace bazillion year old carpet (PSSSSSSHHHH.)
- write...something (are you guys ready for an unfinished fic dump post? because that is likely to be occuring in the near future.)
what DID, by some miracle, happen in my lj absence:
- I GOT TO SEE THE BOSS LIVE. guys, i GREW UP on springsteen, so this was like...ugh, i don't have the words. like mcr, he makes me feel all 'speshul to have been born and raised here, especially when he sings 'jersey girl'. *jerrrrrrsey pride*
- i became a whole lot more obsessed with David Cook and, aha, Michael Johns. let me see if i can gather all of their ridiculous dance videos together and i'll show you why :D
- OH OH OH GUESS WHO MANAGED CAB TICKETS FOR THE AUGUST 25TH CONCERT??? AND PANIC ONES FOR NOVEMBER 2ND??? AND WHO IS CURRENTLY BRIBING ASKING FRIENDS TO COME WITH HER TO THE LEATHA-MOUTH SAYREVILLE SHOW????????
.........ahahahahaahahaaa OH JERSEY. ok, so i started typing this several hours ago when a bunch of assholes were getting progressively louder on my front lawn and in the street and i cracked open the window and saw them stumbling around out there yelling and cursing. and like, it's not a busy street and they weren't really doing anything and it was, what, 9 at night, so i wasn't pissed. but my mom comes in and was like, do you hear them? what the hell are they doing? and we watch them for a while, sipping coffee, and they stumble onto my neighbor's lawn and start screeching.
so then my neightbor comes out with his chainsaw, and starts walking down the driveway toward them revving the thing. and let me tell you, there is NOTHING in this world funnier than five manly, jacked guys with identical 'HO SHIT' expressions on right before they take off down the street. NOTHING. how is this my life???
so, hey, of course that got me thinking...
so asshole!frank totally does this all this time. sometimes, people suck and weekends go by where no one has a house party that he can crash, and he's practically vibrating from the need to be out. so he grabs a six pack of bud light and calls up some friends and crashes in someone else's basement to get drunk and then around midnight they all go out, stumbling on other people's lawns. frank prides himself on cursing the loudest and most often and waves around a can of beer so that it spills on the grass. when this gets boring and okay, seriously, the toro's have threatened to call the cops, like, eight times, frank &posse go to a local tattoo parlor and frank wakes up in the morning with a scorpion on his neck or a lyric around his wrist. ETC ETC WHY CAN'T I WRITE THINGS ANYMORE :|||||
most importantly: HOW IS EVERYONE?