Jun 11, 2003 16:20
Mom bought ice cream, so now I'm well on my way to major illness with a box of Mayfield's Moose Tracks, and it is good. I prefer Turtle Tracks, but whatever :)
Last night, Steve gave me the The Order banner. It's basically Heath Ledger on a white background. Prrrrrrr. Steve was like, "Want the one sheet too? You can have Heath in stereo." I love Steve. No, really. Then projector 12 broke, and we had to kill the last two shows of Down With Love. Steve called up there and was like, "No major loss. We're saving the people from having to hate it, anyway. Oh, wait, your roommate liked that crap, didn't she?" "Yeah, she's insane." "Fair enough."
Ah well. Not working for 5 days in a row is really freaking weird. I have no idea what I'm going to do tonight, esp since the cable is dead (so, yet again, I can't watch my damn cartoon. ARGH). I have to go to Jackson, Miss, this weekend for some crap-ass family reunion. Wicked said I should be "nice." I laughed, and said I had never been nice in my life and wasn't about to start for this. She asked for maybe, "polite." I counter-offered - ambivalent, with a side of apathetic, and that's the best I can do. :) I love tormenting my parent and not-a-parent.
Ice cream is gooooood. It's full of mucous and cooties and fat (oh my!) but damn, it tastes good. And I didn't have to poison anyone to save me some, too. Whoo!