Buy me a scooter!
A few points:
Back in high school this song was the song that several people including myself got kicked out of an exam for performing using only our pencils, erasers and humming.
My mother is evil. Sorry to carp on about this, but it's a fundamental feature in my life at the moment, something I wish I could change. Oh well, no more than two months left. Incidently, according to her, I'm a lying disrespectful thief. I guess if you're going to take on a bad name, you might as well take them all.
I get injured a lot, and I'm beginning to wonder if there's a reason behind it. Let me know your theories on this.
There is nothing more fun than alcohol shopping, even when you're not going to consume said alcohol. It's just nice to think of the possibilities of the taste, and the consequences, and the fun, and the matching-it-to-a-personness. I think there's an alcohol out there for every person, and you know what? I should make a quiz about that.
Superhappymusicfunclub is the best thing ever. period. But I'm a lying disrestpectful thief, so what would I know?
It seems NY is much closer than I ever anticipated it was, so now all I can do is sit back and grin, instead of panic about what I need to get done. I got a new pack, that's good enough.
Pirates rule. Not real pirates, but those cool imaginary ones. And I need a pirate flag.
Oh, and two things about having a BBQ:
*If you're going to drink champagne, do not do so from a one litre beer stein.
*You can theme any BBQ by simply placing abowl of appropriate fruit on a table, and wearing an ornate shirt. The best part is if you're being piratey, you get to have coconut milk for your hangover.
I like this sentence, a lot:
"Like the latter sentence went on to explain the former in further detail."
of course, it relates to a conversation that you have no clue about, but you can just make that part up.
I stole Nikki's LJ posting format and barstardized it. Sorry Nikki.
Back in high school this song was the song that several people including myself got kicked out of an exam for performing using only our pencils, erasers and humming.
My mother is evil. Sorry to carp on about this, but it's a fundamental feature in my life at the moment, something I wish I could change. Oh well, no more than two months left. Incidently, according to her, I'm a lying disrespectful thief. I guess if you're going to take on a bad name, you might as well take them all.
I get injured a lot, and I'm beginning to wonder if there's a reason behind it. Let me know your theories on this.
There is nothing more fun than alcohol shopping, even when you're not going to consume said alcohol. It's just nice to think of the possibilities of the taste, and the consequences, and the fun, and the matching-it-to-a-personness. I think there's an alcohol out there for every person, and you know what? I should make a quiz about that.
Superhappymusicfunclub is the best thing ever. period. But I'm a lying disrestpectful thief, so what would I know?
It seems NY is much closer than I ever anticipated it was, so now all I can do is sit back and grin, instead of panic about what I need to get done. I got a new pack, that's good enough.
Pirates rule. Not real pirates, but those cool imaginary ones. And I need a pirate flag.
Oh, and two things about having a BBQ:
*If you're going to drink champagne, do not do so from a one litre beer stein.
*You can theme any BBQ by simply placing abowl of appropriate fruit on a table, and wearing an ornate shirt. The best part is if you're being piratey, you get to have coconut milk for your hangover.
I like this sentence, a lot:
"Like the latter sentence went on to explain the former in further detail."
of course, it relates to a conversation that you have no clue about, but you can just make that part up.
I stole Nikki's LJ posting format and barstardized it. Sorry Nikki.