I really despise posting these entries, but here I am, yet again.

So let me start out with the typical topic sentence. "I was so depressed today." Seriously though, I was. I have been for a few whiles now, and every now and then I'm happy, and I'm good at faking it when I have to be social, but I'm really really goddamn sad. AND I HATE IT! My usual ( Read more... )

Me: Aha melissa sucks! *thwaps you with a cane*

You: Do I? Do I really? Or is it the ninja floating behind you with the rabid squirrel that 'sucks'? *my nose is bleeding from the 'thwap' and yet I have no reaction to it* Fiend.... Will you ever learn? *waggles my hamster at you*

Me: Fiend??! Or do you mean friend? Eh... eeh? *nudge nudge* ( Read more... )

I have resurfaced! (if I could insert the sound of a submarine's "Awoooga", I would.) Presently, I cannot make many sounds because I just got my wisdoms removed.
It hurts pretty badly, but the vicodin has kicked in and I can swallow now. Hah... I said 'swallow'. Heh....
I thought that I suddenly had time, I'm sorry Marcus but I just now checked my ( Read more... )

My shows are finally over! Guess who's got free time? Yes... thaaat's right. Me. I do.  *highfivesmyself-whichisprettymuchmeclapping*

I have a floor! AAAh! Who knew? It's purple and covered in orange in one spot where there is hops, only the vacuum cleaner scared the orange away, so now the orange is under the cello, blending in with the orange wood of the pretty ( Read more... )

Do you like that feeling when you walk outside after having been in a semi-lit room? Then you walk our into the blazing sun, and your pupils contract super fast, and when you go back into the room, the dark room, you can only see the barest outlines of things. I think that if I were a light bulb, this is how I would feel. I'm not sure I would like ( Read more... )

I was walking by a step-team and I heard a snippet of what I thought was a fantastic conversation. They were all stepping perfectly in sync with each other, four girls, it wasn't anything too impressive, just stepping. A guy walked up to one of them, grinning stupidly, wearing a t-shirt that said "Rebels", which apparently is an R&B group, and his ( Read more... )

- Hand we shouldn't have brought him with us.
- He was fine.
"Hand we shouldn't have."
Hand continued to sleep.
- He didn't want to come. He never really wanted to come. He wanted to be with us but he never saw the point in the things we decided to do.
- He wanted to come.
- I have had vision of that cow for ten years now, twelve. I see it's eye, ( Read more... )

I've been practicing Humoresque, and it's fun. Really, really fun. I get lost a little bit after the first eight measures, but I play it on piano and then on cello, and it comes much easier. It's also getting easier to tell when to switch strings.
Vibrato is still difficult, but I'll get it eventually.
I also figured out that the fourth finger in ( Read more... )

I'm pooped.
And, as Alexa aptly put it, "Well, it's better than being pooped on."

Which, I suppose, is another reason to not have children. For then you'd be both.