I'm tired
I found this funny. It's a bunch of little flash animations about robots with mental and behaviour problems. It's done in interview style sort of.
I was amused.
The Angrybot or whatever is funny. Jon, you should watch it, because he reminds me of what you'd be like as a music teacher.
Actually, he's like a serious version of you exactly.
Lila won't take no for an answer when she's offering me food. Don't get me wrong, I love Indian food. My name is Maria and I'm an addict. But she feeds me at the weirdest times. I mean, yeah, it's noon, but I don't eat until later, after the gym. I had to throw it away behind her back. I could only imagine what kind of drama that would cause if she caught me walking out of the bathroom with an empty bowl just a minute after she gave it to me.
My mom bought me a bag of Soy Crisps yesterday because she's a sweetheart. I realize the only snack food I eat these days is VeggieCrisps.
mmmrrow: I'm too lazy to ever make/buy anything
garyg30: wow, thats bad
garyg30: you should start small, like 50 cent bags of chips and work your way up
mmmrrow: I don't like chips
garyg30: ummm funnyuns?
garyg30: how bout cheese sticks, how hard can it be, go now i command you
mmmrrow: haha I don't eat snackfood usually
mmmrrow: besides I'm too poor
mmmrrow: bare essentials is where its at
garyg30: bread and water?
mmmrrow: bread, water
garyg30: lol
mmmrrow: haha, yeah
garyg30: well next i come up we'll put butter on your bread
mmmrrow: haha if you were a black man with a fro wearing bell bottoms and a colourful vest, and it was the 70s, what you just said would be pretty funny.
I miss Gary, I think he's coming up this weekend. Well he might be. Tre cool {isn't that Green Day's drummer's name? Tre Cool?}. I haven't seen him in a while. Since I had a job actually. He has to take some days off and hopefully pluck himself away from Fort Bragg sometime this month so we're trying to schedule because the last time he was here, I missed out. I slept through his entire visit because I was exhausted from the trade show I went to + staying up the night before at Jons house. What sucks is when he comes up here he'll want to do things I'm not really into like going out into public. Last time he was here, we went bowling {can you picture me bowling? double-jointed people should not bowl} and bar hopping. He's been scaring me lately with talk about going out dancing. {I'd rather bowl}
When he first came back from the Army we went out to the diner in town. I'll never forget it. We were catching up on what's changed since we'd gone our separate ways after school. He used salt shakers and sugar packets as visual aides in describing his job with air traffic control. He also explained to me the situation with he and Patti and their divorce. After all was said and done he concluded with "Well, yeah, I figured out I deserved better and should move on..."
Then I ate a french fry.
Then he said with completely stoicism "...which is why I want to ask you to be my wife, Maria."
Then I choked on said french fry. I threw a visual aide at him.
He downloaded the radiohead cover of "Nobody Does It Better". He said Thom Yorke sings out of key. I said " he's just emotional." To which Gary replied with "Then I sing very emotionally all the time"
Lech's coming over circa 2 o'clock so he can mow the lawn for my mom. She misses him being around to do these things more often. She liked the idea of having a handyman always hanging about. Even if he's stupid dirty Lech.
Just kidding.
I'm trying to decide whether or not I should blackmail him into taking me to see Garden State. Can I wait three more days for Sara? Can I do that? I don't think I can. If I had a car, I'd've seen the flick already.
John is confusing.
He called me this morning. I love his unexpected calls.
He's still confusing though.
After we got off the phone I wrote about two and a half pages in my journal that basically said just that.
John is confusing.
Three words.
Two and a half pages.
Oh yeah. I'm a master communicator.
These cartoons are funny.
I was amused.
The Angrybot or whatever is funny. Jon, you should watch it, because he reminds me of what you'd be like as a music teacher.
Actually, he's like a serious version of you exactly.
Lila won't take no for an answer when she's offering me food. Don't get me wrong, I love Indian food. My name is Maria and I'm an addict. But she feeds me at the weirdest times. I mean, yeah, it's noon, but I don't eat until later, after the gym. I had to throw it away behind her back. I could only imagine what kind of drama that would cause if she caught me walking out of the bathroom with an empty bowl just a minute after she gave it to me.
My mom bought me a bag of Soy Crisps yesterday because she's a sweetheart. I realize the only snack food I eat these days is VeggieCrisps.
mmmrrow: I'm too lazy to ever make/buy anything
garyg30: wow, thats bad
garyg30: you should start small, like 50 cent bags of chips and work your way up
mmmrrow: I don't like chips
garyg30: ummm funnyuns?
garyg30: how bout cheese sticks, how hard can it be, go now i command you
mmmrrow: haha I don't eat snackfood usually
mmmrrow: besides I'm too poor
mmmrrow: bare essentials is where its at
garyg30: bread and water?
mmmrrow: bread, water
garyg30: lol
mmmrrow: haha, yeah
garyg30: well next i come up we'll put butter on your bread
mmmrrow: haha if you were a black man with a fro wearing bell bottoms and a colourful vest, and it was the 70s, what you just said would be pretty funny.
I miss Gary, I think he's coming up this weekend. Well he might be. Tre cool {isn't that Green Day's drummer's name? Tre Cool?}. I haven't seen him in a while. Since I had a job actually. He has to take some days off and hopefully pluck himself away from Fort Bragg sometime this month so we're trying to schedule because the last time he was here, I missed out. I slept through his entire visit because I was exhausted from the trade show I went to + staying up the night before at Jons house. What sucks is when he comes up here he'll want to do things I'm not really into like going out into public. Last time he was here, we went bowling {can you picture me bowling? double-jointed people should not bowl} and bar hopping. He's been scaring me lately with talk about going out dancing. {I'd rather bowl}
When he first came back from the Army we went out to the diner in town. I'll never forget it. We were catching up on what's changed since we'd gone our separate ways after school. He used salt shakers and sugar packets as visual aides in describing his job with air traffic control. He also explained to me the situation with he and Patti and their divorce. After all was said and done he concluded with "Well, yeah, I figured out I deserved better and should move on..."
Then I ate a french fry.
Then he said with completely stoicism "...which is why I want to ask you to be my wife, Maria."
Then I choked on said french fry. I threw a visual aide at him.
He downloaded the radiohead cover of "Nobody Does It Better". He said Thom Yorke sings out of key. I said " he's just emotional." To which Gary replied with "Then I sing very emotionally all the time"
Lech's coming over circa 2 o'clock so he can mow the lawn for my mom. She misses him being around to do these things more often. She liked the idea of having a handyman always hanging about. Even if he's stupid dirty Lech.
Just kidding.
I'm trying to decide whether or not I should blackmail him into taking me to see Garden State. Can I wait three more days for Sara? Can I do that? I don't think I can. If I had a car, I'd've seen the flick already.
John is confusing.
He called me this morning. I love his unexpected calls.
He's still confusing though.
After we got off the phone I wrote about two and a half pages in my journal that basically said just that.
John is confusing.
Three words.
Two and a half pages.
Oh yeah. I'm a master communicator.
These cartoons are funny.