I am the high you can't sustain
Right. so. AIM is a complete douchebag. It deleted my buddylist completely. So now I have no one's screenames. Well, I have everyone in CI's, thanks to the contact list, but anyone else...
I remember a few people's, so I'll try to piece my buddy list together. I'm trying to look on the bright side and say this is good cos I've been meaning to clean my buddy list of people I don't talk to anymore or who haven't signed on in ages.
*sigh*
My toaster is off to New York today, as the winner (for $370 :D) lives there. (And wtf, I can't trust my dad with ANYTHING. And wtf, mom. I asked him to get a delivery conf. # for it, and does he? NO! goddammit!!) It's going to take 3-4 days for the money to get from my PayPal account to my bank account, but that's cool. Once it does, Jackie, Carol, and I plan to film a music montage of me going crazy with the money. The video will feature:
+ Me prancing down the toy aisle in Target as I toss things in, specifically the PoA LEGO sets, especially Lupin's classroom and the Shrieking Shack.
+ Me prancing down the aisles in Sephora, throwing things in my little basket. Then, I'll sit in one of the chairs they use to give people makeovers in, I'll be swiveled around, and when the chair turns back, I'll look gorgeous after my own makeover, my hair will be done (somehow...) and I'll have new clothes (also... somehow..?) As I leave the store, the employees will all wave at me and look so happy, and one will dab at her eyes with a handkerchief.
+ Me prancing around American Apparel, leaving with an armful of bags and prancing down J-Town with them.
+ Me prancing around Amoeba throwing cds and records into my basket.
*prance prance*
I really hate my parents right now, so this entry is taking a while to churn out.
Oh, whatever. I can't write about last night when I'm this pissed off.
I remember a few people's, so I'll try to piece my buddy list together. I'm trying to look on the bright side and say this is good cos I've been meaning to clean my buddy list of people I don't talk to anymore or who haven't signed on in ages.
*sigh*
My toaster is off to New York today, as the winner (for $370 :D) lives there. (And wtf, I can't trust my dad with ANYTHING. And wtf, mom. I asked him to get a delivery conf. # for it, and does he? NO! goddammit!!) It's going to take 3-4 days for the money to get from my PayPal account to my bank account, but that's cool. Once it does, Jackie, Carol, and I plan to film a music montage of me going crazy with the money. The video will feature:
+ Me prancing down the toy aisle in Target as I toss things in, specifically the PoA LEGO sets, especially Lupin's classroom and the Shrieking Shack.
+ Me prancing down the aisles in Sephora, throwing things in my little basket. Then, I'll sit in one of the chairs they use to give people makeovers in, I'll be swiveled around, and when the chair turns back, I'll look gorgeous after my own makeover, my hair will be done (somehow...) and I'll have new clothes (also... somehow..?) As I leave the store, the employees will all wave at me and look so happy, and one will dab at her eyes with a handkerchief.
+ Me prancing around American Apparel, leaving with an armful of bags and prancing down J-Town with them.
+ Me prancing around Amoeba throwing cds and records into my basket.
*prance prance*
I really hate my parents right now, so this entry is taking a while to churn out.
Oh, whatever. I can't write about last night when I'm this pissed off.