( Time Travel - The sports car )

Sen. Barack Obama is the next President. Oh, how I'll yearn for Mrs. Palin's escapades to be reported on CNN ( Read more... )

So, after finally noticing that this little brown monster-thingy was so insanely popular around here, I took the initiative and googled 'Domo-kun.' The name of which I copied and pasted from an icon comm, heh. I read the narrative-like entry in wikipedia - yeah, that one detailing his past and current friendships - thinking, He (oh, yes, I think ( Read more... )

My Gran-Pappy phoned around 6pm with the request that my father tune into a supposedly Sci-Fi show called, "The Big Bang Theory," at 8 o'clock. I might've watched it with him, except I promptly forgot about it thirty minutes later. Eh, what can say ( Read more... )

Mhm, I took a politically impartial quiz. I'm so bored.

( Liberal, Moderate, Centrist )

I now think I'm the type of person who needs to be reminded to never attempt reading any of Rumiko Takahashi's work at 2 AM*; it's not good for the psyche. That includes Mermaid's Saga exclusively. Wait, does that makes sense? *peers closely at the screen* Uh, apparently not.

Basically, I'm drop-dead tired, can't think straight and have been ( Read more... )

Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
Mutilated monkey meat,
Little birdies' dirty feet,
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
That's what you are made of.

Mom suddenly began singing that after she and dad had finished eating. I'm more surprised that she managed to recall the lyrics from her childhood and I can't, even though it's ( Read more... )

At exactly 3:16 am, my father stumbled into my room bleary eyed and seemingly not-all-there. Which was to be expected; being 3 am and all that jazz. He then proceeded to tell me to go to bed because the clock happened to say 3 am. I know, I know, why the hell was I even up at 3? The answer to that would be: I anticipate the fact that I'll usually ( Read more... )

Just genius, and fucking A. Mother and I watched it a day late, but still laughed our stomachs to exhaustion.

As my mother drove me to the chiropractor today I anticipated the routine affairs which was something I had come to dislike; add the fact that I was tried and had only slept three hours, you get a bad headache. Nothing too bad really; all weekend I had been the recipient of a pretty bad migraine on the left temple and at the time it had only seemed ( Read more... )