EDDIE AND THE GOO: explode together, like Romeo and Juliet gone nuclear
HARRY: Fancy a drink, Peter?
PETER: I fancy kicking your ass.
HARRY: Peter, you have a new hairdo! And you appear to be wearing eyeliner. Dude, no wonder you got beat down in school.
PETER: Don’t talk to me about school when I am Goth Spiderman! It makes me hear the soundtrack of ‘I Hate Mondays’ in my head!
HARRY: Yeah well, you killed my father! I’m going to smack your bitch up with metal daggers that explode from my arms!
PETER: Why do metal daggers explode from the arms of your dress shirt?
HARRY: It’s a cool special feature. Latest thing. Shall I give you my tailor’s number?
PETER: … Maybe later. Now, we throw down!
HARRY: That eyeliner makes you look gay.
PETER: Well, your daddy didn’t love you.
HARRY: Oh, bring it on.
PETER: Oh believe me, I will. With acid.
HARRY: … In a shocking turn of events, the eyeliner seems to have made Peter more hardcore.
PETER: That’s the way we do it in the O.C. Queens, bitch!
If I have never pledged my undying love to mistful before (and I know that I have), let me do it now. Seen Spider-man 3? Haven't seen it? Read Maya's parody in either case. I still have love for this movie because I am the sappiest sap to have ever sapped lived, but this is genius. Oh Maya. Immense amounts of love float in your general direction. <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
In other news, the FA Cup match was immensely lame and I didn't enjoy one bit of it. Both teams sucked, so I kind of wish it had gone to a shoot-out, even though I loathe shoot-outs. We probably would have lost anyway, but at least it wouldn't have been %#$^%$# Drogba that won it for them. Cannot describe immense loathing of that creature. Gah. Rage. I wasn't too disappointed about losing it, but why did it have to be him? Oh well. We're the Champions of all of England, and they have two shiny cups and no title. Who wins? Bahahahahhaa. The Carling Cup should have gone to Arsenal anyway, so I don't count it. Then if Liverpool beats the pants off Milan on Wednesday, the spoils will be even. So there. *beats Mourinho and his little dog, too*
In even more news, I just invented a cake! Well, no, I have to give credit to Cat Cora from Iron Chef America for inventing it, but I invented my own version. Also, she's annoying. So there! It should be done soon, I hope it turns out...
In more football news, I have fallen in love with Toronto FC. They're as close as I'm gonna get to a local pro-football team, so I am rooting for them. They're currently at two wins and five losses, which is pretty bad, but their two wins were really good. They nearly drew the best club in the MLS (stupid sucky DC United, booooo!) this afternoon, and my adorable little Andrea Lombardo (possibly the only one actually from Toronto in the team) nearly scored and was adorable. So now I have a football league to follow all summer! Dad is planning to record all the games for me and send them to me at camp, yay! I am muchly excited. They'll probably finish bottom of the division, but it's their very first year, so no one is expecting too much more. Aww. The silly part is that this one announcer keeps referring to them as 'FC', which he doesn't seem to realize stands for 'football club'. And they've stopped giving out free seat cushions at the door, so now they almost look like a real club! Yaaaaaaaay, go Toronto! Winwinwin!
I am now off to have Ethiopian food with the family and mum's crazy colleague Jeremy, who is also the one trying to convince us to go to Otafest (that anime convention I was babbling about) tomorrow. We shall see. Special events tomorrow include the AMV contest, anime chess (heehee, yes!), Iron Cosplay (think Iron Chef but the contestants battling to build a costume and create a skit in forty-five minutes), Battle Action RPG ("A costume wearing, attack name shouting, live action role playing game in which the audience determines the hit points, surprise attacks can upset even the most obvious of winners, and no one leaves with their eardrums in tact!") and How-To-Roll-Sushi-And-Pack-Onigiri-And-Dude-We-Need-To-Come-Up-With-A-Better-Name-For-This-Outdoor-Picinic! Sounds superspecialawesome, right? Heehee, we shall see.
Ciao, babes.
Edit: the cake was a total flop. Sigh. I'll omit the eggs and add less tofu next time. I might try again on Monday, actually. Mellie Lou demands eggplant cake!
PETER: I fancy kicking your ass.
HARRY: Peter, you have a new hairdo! And you appear to be wearing eyeliner. Dude, no wonder you got beat down in school.
PETER: Don’t talk to me about school when I am Goth Spiderman! It makes me hear the soundtrack of ‘I Hate Mondays’ in my head!
HARRY: Yeah well, you killed my father! I’m going to smack your bitch up with metal daggers that explode from my arms!
PETER: Why do metal daggers explode from the arms of your dress shirt?
HARRY: It’s a cool special feature. Latest thing. Shall I give you my tailor’s number?
PETER: … Maybe later. Now, we throw down!
HARRY: That eyeliner makes you look gay.
PETER: Well, your daddy didn’t love you.
HARRY: Oh, bring it on.
PETER: Oh believe me, I will. With acid.
HARRY: … In a shocking turn of events, the eyeliner seems to have made Peter more hardcore.
PETER: That’s the way we do it in the O.C. Queens, bitch!
If I have never pledged my undying love to mistful before (and I know that I have), let me do it now. Seen Spider-man 3? Haven't seen it? Read Maya's parody in either case. I still have love for this movie because I am the sappiest sap to have ever sapped lived, but this is genius. Oh Maya. Immense amounts of love float in your general direction. <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
In other news, the FA Cup match was immensely lame and I didn't enjoy one bit of it. Both teams sucked, so I kind of wish it had gone to a shoot-out, even though I loathe shoot-outs. We probably would have lost anyway, but at least it wouldn't have been %#$^%$# Drogba that won it for them. Cannot describe immense loathing of that creature. Gah. Rage. I wasn't too disappointed about losing it, but why did it have to be him? Oh well. We're the Champions of all of England, and they have two shiny cups and no title. Who wins? Bahahahahhaa. The Carling Cup should have gone to Arsenal anyway, so I don't count it. Then if Liverpool beats the pants off Milan on Wednesday, the spoils will be even. So there. *beats Mourinho and his little dog, too*
In even more news, I just invented a cake! Well, no, I have to give credit to Cat Cora from Iron Chef America for inventing it, but I invented my own version. Also, she's annoying. So there! It should be done soon, I hope it turns out...
In more football news, I have fallen in love with Toronto FC. They're as close as I'm gonna get to a local pro-football team, so I am rooting for them. They're currently at two wins and five losses, which is pretty bad, but their two wins were really good. They nearly drew the best club in the MLS (stupid sucky DC United, booooo!) this afternoon, and my adorable little Andrea Lombardo (possibly the only one actually from Toronto in the team) nearly scored and was adorable. So now I have a football league to follow all summer! Dad is planning to record all the games for me and send them to me at camp, yay! I am muchly excited. They'll probably finish bottom of the division, but it's their very first year, so no one is expecting too much more. Aww. The silly part is that this one announcer keeps referring to them as 'FC', which he doesn't seem to realize stands for 'football club'. And they've stopped giving out free seat cushions at the door, so now they almost look like a real club! Yaaaaaaaay, go Toronto! Winwinwin!
I am now off to have Ethiopian food with the family and mum's crazy colleague Jeremy, who is also the one trying to convince us to go to Otafest (that anime convention I was babbling about) tomorrow. We shall see. Special events tomorrow include the AMV contest, anime chess (heehee, yes!), Iron Cosplay (think Iron Chef but the contestants battling to build a costume and create a skit in forty-five minutes), Battle Action RPG ("A costume wearing, attack name shouting, live action role playing game in which the audience determines the hit points, surprise attacks can upset even the most obvious of winners, and no one leaves with their eardrums in tact!") and How-To-Roll-Sushi-And-Pack-Onigiri-And-Dude-We-Need-To-Come-Up-With-A-Better-Name-For-This-Outdoor-Picinic! Sounds superspecialawesome, right? Heehee, we shall see.
Ciao, babes.
Edit: the cake was a total flop. Sigh. I'll omit the eggs and add less tofu next time. I might try again on Monday, actually. Mellie Lou demands eggplant cake!