February 8th, 2005
Have I mentioned that it looks like a sawhorse took a shit on my sidewalk? Jose is my hero cuz he sends me the most awesomest music ever. Thanks for the Radiohead, man! Did I mention I found my wooden flute? I never really lost it (ie: I knew it was beside my desk), but I wasn't quite sure of the exact location (ie: for all I knew, it was at the bottom of the mess). But since Kerry cleaned that portion, she found it, and it's now residing on my desk. And I love it so much. Hey Ren-Faire-Guy, you're wicked cool, you know that? You won't believe how long it took to find that picture. I'm going to Northeastern. And I'm trying not to think any more about that decision. I had an adventure today (Ad-ven-ture n. - When you think something's one place, and it isn't, so you have to go driving around until you find it). Mapquest claimed there was a Dunkin Donuts on Park Ave. 3 minutes from WPI. Little did they know, that one closed down. Which meant I had to try to find one of the other Dunkin Donuts I vaguely remember seeing on the list (such as the one on Chandler St.?). But then I thought to myself, "Say, isn't there a Dunkin Donuts somewhere else on Park Ave.?" Park Ave. is really really long. But I found that Dunkin Donuts and got my chai. And then I went home and that was fun. And now I'm listening to the Radiohead Jose sent me and contemplating working on my story for Creative Writing some more. Oh, and we're getting another Nor'easter? Shit, am I gonna miss school again on Thursday cuz I can't get out of my driveway and WPI's too much of an ass to cancel? This one time I told this magnificent lie to a friend and then told him it was a lie. It was very fun, but I was called a bitch. I'm in a lyin' mood right again, though! |
- Music:Radiohead - Electioneering
- Mood:
bitchy
So I just totally skooled/pwn3d/whathaveyou my da. Kerry's complaining vociferously about something from school. Da tells her she should shut up and stop complaining in many different ways. Kerry tells him to fuck off (in many ways), pulling out much dramatics about bottling up anger and taking a shotgun to her room and shooting herself (no she wasn't serious, she was trying to make a point). Da pulls out the "I was sad because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet" line. Except he said that and it made my grammatically!correct!muse cringe. So I yelled out "BULLSHIT" because I can think of a hundred reasons why that is possibly the stupidest, meanest, most ridiculous phrase ever (a couple of which were stollen from I don't enlighten him much cuz he's a stodgey old bastard that refuses to ever admit that his "pearls of wisdom"* might be wrong. I did, however, make them comment that if we should be thinking about the people with no feet and how our problems don't matter in the bigger picture, then he should be considering that the kitchen doesn't matter in the big picture and that he should stop yelling at the contractors and stuff. What about the people who have no kitchen because they're homeless or live in trailers? He responded with something about me being right and that they would stop complaining. Or whatever. Less than a minute later, Mum's playing with the lights. In a peeved voice (read: he was complaining), he goes, "Now, wasn't it your understanding that half the lights would be on one switch and half would be on- ..." And of course, I respond, "I told you that you would be complaining about it again!! PWN3D!!!" Kerry - 1 (because I proved that she had a right to complain, just as she was saying) Me - 1 Da - ZEE-RO!!!! In other news, go tell the world about your sadness. In OTHER other news, have I become a link whore?? *I prefer to refer to them as "blather spewed because no one else in this family is allowed to complain but him" |
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:Radiohead - Subterranean Homesick Alien