Plenty o' Shit

Dec 09, 2006 23:22

Mom and Tim had a fight over some photo albums a week or two ago. Unpleasant. But it's a divorce; s'to be expected.

Rumors went nuts at my school and everyone thought that people were going to start shooting white people on Friday, which was complete bull, but with all the tension the rumors caused and the Pricipal's understanding of most not responding well to that much pressure, I stayed home on Friday. It'll be excused, she said. Some of my friends tried to go, but they wouldn't let them in. Lockdown or something. Unnerving shit. Hopefully I'll find out what happened on Monday, maybe I won't.

I've become a WoW addict. I have a male Troll Priest named Zerim. When he's high leveled enough, I want to make a guild in which we go into Alliance territories and heal Alliance characters and dance in circles to confuse the hell out of them, since we'll look like a raid group when first arriving and will just start peacefully dancing when we get there. It's an rp server, non-PVP, so we'll be safe. Can't figure out what to name it, though.

Got some stuff for my hands, which are dry and cracked to the point of bleeding. Liquid Lanolin. Tim's friend Janna says it worked wonders on her hands. I hope it does the same for mine, because nothing else has worked.
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