Penny's are Articulate
Damn, there was something someone said that had me like pissing pop rocks it was so funny and now I can't remember it. Anyways, my aunt's surprise birthday party was today and ... it was a fail. Like no one showed up, we were on the roof of an apartment building downtown T.O. (excellent view but NO SHADE WHATSOEVER) and I think I got heat stroke cause I almost threw up a few times.
Oh, and I constantly shouted down to the park next to the building because a bunch of random guys were tanning. None of them heard me, of course. Now, onto business:
I love childhood shows.
I don't know what's got into me lately but yesterday I went out to the Salvation Army (yup, I'm poor) and bought the Pagemaster and Peter Pan. How is it that I have like every single disney movie except for Peter Pan?! And the Pagemaster is a movie I watched for my birthday when it like first came out in theaters that I haven't ever been able to find.
And I also got a craving to watch all 7 seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. So I finally found a site online that I can watch them free and I managed to watch the entire first season so far. Can I just say that OMG horrible acting back then? Like, seriously, she kicks the air some like 5 feet from the monster's head and he goes flying across the room and dies. What. the fuck.
Petcetera staff wants to host a goodbye party. For me.
Since the staff either cannot fathom I'm gone or would be leaving until yesterday 5 minutes before I left, they want to host a goodbye party for me. On Wendesday. At Paige's house. Here's what's wrong with this situation: I loathe that girl. She was the other assistant manager they hired who chose to call me every 5 minutes when I wasn't working and to page me every 5 seconds when I left her in the store.
I don't want to go. Mostly because I didn't want to have to see her ever again, but also because the party won't start until like 10 at night and my dad is refusing to pick me up that late at night (no way am I staying at Paige's). Another thing, everyone is just going to drink and smoke (cigarettes and pot as several people at work do both), which is going to make for a shitty party as after 1 cooler I'm done. (Seriously, I almost toppled over at my aunt's party today after finishing a bottle of Mike's Hard Lemonade.) I'll have to facebook Monique and see if she wants to go otherwise I'll say fuck it.
I'm going camping in the states this Saturday!
Yeah, so this Saturday my family is driving down to New York state and we're going camping around the finger lakes. My dad said we also might go to Salem so we can see where they did the witch hunts and stuff, which I'm extremely excited about (yes, I like history, sue me). I hope I don't have any trouble getting in the country because, seriously, the states already hate me, they can at least let me camp there, dammit.
OK, so that's my update. I'm alive, done work and disappearing in 5 days. I won't be around Wednesday because I have testing at Sheridan and then I might go to .. that party thing. Bleh. Car .. you shall talk to me, eventually .. whenever I decide to turn MSN on.
//And I'm surrently reading 3 books at once
Oh, and I constantly shouted down to the park next to the building because a bunch of random guys were tanning. None of them heard me, of course. Now, onto business:
I love childhood shows.
I don't know what's got into me lately but yesterday I went out to the Salvation Army (yup, I'm poor) and bought the Pagemaster and Peter Pan. How is it that I have like every single disney movie except for Peter Pan?! And the Pagemaster is a movie I watched for my birthday when it like first came out in theaters that I haven't ever been able to find.
And I also got a craving to watch all 7 seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. So I finally found a site online that I can watch them free and I managed to watch the entire first season so far. Can I just say that OMG horrible acting back then? Like, seriously, she kicks the air some like 5 feet from the monster's head and he goes flying across the room and dies. What. the fuck.
Petcetera staff wants to host a goodbye party. For me.
Since the staff either cannot fathom I'm gone or would be leaving until yesterday 5 minutes before I left, they want to host a goodbye party for me. On Wendesday. At Paige's house. Here's what's wrong with this situation: I loathe that girl. She was the other assistant manager they hired who chose to call me every 5 minutes when I wasn't working and to page me every 5 seconds when I left her in the store.
I don't want to go. Mostly because I didn't want to have to see her ever again, but also because the party won't start until like 10 at night and my dad is refusing to pick me up that late at night (no way am I staying at Paige's). Another thing, everyone is just going to drink and smoke (cigarettes and pot as several people at work do both), which is going to make for a shitty party as after 1 cooler I'm done. (Seriously, I almost toppled over at my aunt's party today after finishing a bottle of Mike's Hard Lemonade.) I'll have to facebook Monique and see if she wants to go otherwise I'll say fuck it.
I'm going camping in the states this Saturday!
Yeah, so this Saturday my family is driving down to New York state and we're going camping around the finger lakes. My dad said we also might go to Salem so we can see where they did the witch hunts and stuff, which I'm extremely excited about (yes, I like history, sue me). I hope I don't have any trouble getting in the country because, seriously, the states already hate me, they can at least let me camp there, dammit.
OK, so that's my update. I'm alive, done work and disappearing in 5 days. I won't be around Wednesday because I have testing at Sheridan and then I might go to .. that party thing. Bleh. Car .. you shall talk to me, eventually .. whenever I decide to turn MSN on.
//And I'm surrently reading 3 books at once