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is it just me, or does the background "vocalist" to Peanut Butter Jelly Time sound oddly like Mike Jones?
moreso in the beginning.
on a similar note...
go here and choose Cyrax.
(for you non- Mortal Kombatants, second row down, far right.
for fans of The Ring, choose Sheeva (3rd row down, center).
something for everyone in that flash.
I should be doing laundry.
on an unsimilar note...
it was RIDICULOUSLY hard for me to download this song... and not pay for it. every single option on kazaa ended up as 3 minutes of silence, for some godawful reason. GAWD. good song. me likey.
(on a side note...
i'm completely in love with LJ's new "continue from saved draft?" option or whatever the exact wording is. such a good thing. Such a good thing.)
so yeah, i suppose it's time for a realish update.
been hanging with *snicker* charlie's girlfriend *busts out laughing at situation*, and hey, she's bad ass! we click so well, it's creepy. we have an uber blast every time we hang out, and stay up till sunrise or damn near sunrise talking and laughing and drinking, as well as making fun of the situation. he's gonna pop a vein when he gets out of boot camp and finds out, i sware. she hopes it will rekindle a friendship between him and me (which i don't really see happening, btw, but i wouldn't complain. hey, 2.5 years is a long time to suddenly have no contact with a person after, no matter how much they change afterwards).
so yeah, my sis finally cut out her tumor. and by tumor, i mean the dickwart she's been living with for entirely too many years, whom i'm sure most of you have heard about. since then, she and i have been hanging out together regularly (recently on Fat Tuesday at Acadia, where we both danced like drunken idiots on the stage by ourselves, were entered (meaning i wrote her name on the list, then she wrote mine) into the "shake your booty" contest, chickened out, and watched the mostly lesbianesque slutfest (which her very inebriated roommate being slobbered on and humped by some girl) while sipping our rum n' cokes. oh, and i totally whipped her bum at pool. my best game ever). it's been a lot more fun now that she doesn't have that damned tumor. *thunderous applause*
everyone around me seems to be getting pregnant or married. IT IS NOT MY TURN. my two bestest friends are with child, one of whom is really about to pop. three other girls are planning their weddings. so, okay; i may be in love with who i'm with, but i'm in no hurry to tie the knot, much less get to breeding. that's a step far beyond my state of mind at the moment, and it'll be that way for a while. i'm common-law married to the guy anyway, considering how long we've been shacking up, and i don't see very many new, wonderful things heading my way as a result of actual marriage. more of the same, really. though he does put the seat down. good boy.
i saw my dad the other day. odd, odd, odd. and utterly as expected; light, humorous, non-accusing. whatever. he actually put some oomph into it this time; he called me at least 4 times to make sure we (my sis and i) were still going. i found out information from him that's relevant to my back child support; that's the height of the evening. though the China Bear restaurant on 45 around airtex is pretty damned cool. he bought us dinner. chinese buffet. how valiant. and, to prove how uptight he wasn't, he got a budweiser at the restaurant (my sis and i had a few both before and after the meal, so i guess he was trying to say it was okay...HAHAHA, if only he knew me...).
so, um...more update, yes...
how about...this?
yes. that's my update. hasta la bye bye.
-- cyn cyn
moreso in the beginning.
on a similar note...
go here and choose Cyrax.
(for you non- Mortal Kombatants, second row down, far right.
for fans of The Ring, choose Sheeva (3rd row down, center).
something for everyone in that flash.
I should be doing laundry.
on an unsimilar note...
it was RIDICULOUSLY hard for me to download this song... and not pay for it. every single option on kazaa ended up as 3 minutes of silence, for some godawful reason. GAWD. good song. me likey.
(on a side note...
i'm completely in love with LJ's new "continue from saved draft?" option or whatever the exact wording is. such a good thing. Such a good thing.)
so yeah, i suppose it's time for a realish update.
been hanging with *snicker* charlie's girlfriend *busts out laughing at situation*, and hey, she's bad ass! we click so well, it's creepy. we have an uber blast every time we hang out, and stay up till sunrise or damn near sunrise talking and laughing and drinking, as well as making fun of the situation. he's gonna pop a vein when he gets out of boot camp and finds out, i sware. she hopes it will rekindle a friendship between him and me (which i don't really see happening, btw, but i wouldn't complain. hey, 2.5 years is a long time to suddenly have no contact with a person after, no matter how much they change afterwards).
so yeah, my sis finally cut out her tumor. and by tumor, i mean the dickwart she's been living with for entirely too many years, whom i'm sure most of you have heard about. since then, she and i have been hanging out together regularly (recently on Fat Tuesday at Acadia, where we both danced like drunken idiots on the stage by ourselves, were entered (meaning i wrote her name on the list, then she wrote mine) into the "shake your booty" contest, chickened out, and watched the mostly lesbianesque slutfest (which her very inebriated roommate being slobbered on and humped by some girl) while sipping our rum n' cokes. oh, and i totally whipped her bum at pool. my best game ever). it's been a lot more fun now that she doesn't have that damned tumor. *thunderous applause*
everyone around me seems to be getting pregnant or married. IT IS NOT MY TURN. my two bestest friends are with child, one of whom is really about to pop. three other girls are planning their weddings. so, okay; i may be in love with who i'm with, but i'm in no hurry to tie the knot, much less get to breeding. that's a step far beyond my state of mind at the moment, and it'll be that way for a while. i'm common-law married to the guy anyway, considering how long we've been shacking up, and i don't see very many new, wonderful things heading my way as a result of actual marriage. more of the same, really. though he does put the seat down. good boy.
i saw my dad the other day. odd, odd, odd. and utterly as expected; light, humorous, non-accusing. whatever. he actually put some oomph into it this time; he called me at least 4 times to make sure we (my sis and i) were still going. i found out information from him that's relevant to my back child support; that's the height of the evening. though the China Bear restaurant on 45 around airtex is pretty damned cool. he bought us dinner. chinese buffet. how valiant. and, to prove how uptight he wasn't, he got a budweiser at the restaurant (my sis and i had a few both before and after the meal, so i guess he was trying to say it was okay...HAHAHA, if only he knew me...).
so, um...more update, yes...
how about...this?
yes. that's my update. hasta la bye bye.
-- cyn cyn