ramblings of a madwoman
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Two weeks fly by way too friggin' fast. It feels like all I
did over the holidays was sleep and be sick. Oh sure, I had
some fun times, but interspersed was a shitload of sleeping.
Mum went off her rocker for the christmas decorations this
year... I can't remember if I put this in the last entry,
but that was like a month ago... Anyway, she sewed fitted
sheets in christmas fabric for all of the artwork in the
house. Then she gluegunned on accents like beads and bows
and all that pretty shit. It all came out looking really
bloody cool, but I fear my future, considering the genetics
I share with that nutty woman. Hahaha, I can just picture
what it would look like if *I* decorated a house as per my
own personal tastes. It would come out looking like a Cure
video. Ooooh badness. But good badness. "I just don't think
there's enough wrought iron and mesh in the bedroom,
The weirdest things were setting me off last week. Poor
Jeff, I nearly killed him a couple of times for saying or
doing the most innocuous things!
1.While driving to Cristie's house for her new year's
party, I became slightly lost.
ME: Goddamnit, has Cristie put some kind of cloaking
mechanism on her house? Must she live way out in the
JEFF: Why don't you try up past 116th?
ME: WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS ATTACK EVERYTHING I DO?????
AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH STOP SMOTHERING ME!!
2.Discussing some random happening.
ME: Ugh, I would -not- want to be put on display like that.
JEFF: You should probably get used to being looked at...
One day you'll be giving birth in a hospital with a bunch
of doctors and nurses doing their job, which may involve
seeing your crotch...
ME: I WILL NEVER BIRTH MY CHILDREN IN A HOSPITAL! YOU
FASCIST PIG!! GAAAAAAHHH!!!! DEATH TO HOSPITALS!
^Slightly exaggerated. Not by much though.
Fuck, I don't want to go back to school tommorow. I'll die
next semester... Five fuckin' courses! I'm stressed out
with three right now. This may be because I'm retarded, but
don't hold me to that.
I also really want to go to Mecha Messiah's show on
tuesday, but I'd just get turned away at the door due to my
shitty lack of an extra year and two months in my age.
But hey... 54 days until I can legally buy pornography. Or
appear in pornography... Heeeyyyyyy!!!
No, no naked pictures of me availible for purchase... Yet.
But damnit, I want a really cool 18th birthday party. With
balloons and cake and a stripper... Someone throw it for
me! I want a party... *Sniffles* Oh fine. I'll do it myself.
I guess I should haul ass to bed now, I've gots the school
tommorow. Das Oldskoolen. Or something like that.
By the way, I just finished this book called "Life of Pi"
and I STRONGLY reccommend that whoever you are, check it
out. It's seriously kickassedly great. Fanciful but almost
completely believable story about a 16 year old Indian boy
shipwrecked on a lifeboat with a 450 pound Royal Bengal
Tiger named Richard Parker.
Til' Tuesday-- Voices Carry