random thoughts

I like food. I like the taste of food and how it makes me happy and I like cooking and baking food. But I just dislike, like, the physical act of eating. Weird.

Hmm.
Went with Dad to see Alice In Wonderland but it was sold out so we saw Cop Out instead. I loved it. "I knit sweaters." "no really" "YEAH REALLY. I knit the FUCK out some big nice sweaters!" Of course I just love like anything Kevin Smith's done, so, yeah. And Bruce Willis + Tracy Morgan= win.

so now I am going to...watch Quantum Leap I think
and maybe eat some turkey with cheese and mustard
because I am all alone and bored.
This is weird, I think, judging by other people: if I am all alone in the house, I'm pretty goddamn fine. Apparently people freak out when they are all alone. Like Heather says she locks the doors and checks all the rooms and keeps the lights on. And I, er, don't? I dunno..

There's a spot on my back that goes inexplicably numb sometimes. That's weird.

alright

At this Knowledge Bowl meet yesterday, it was at churchy center thing, and the rounds were taking placing in some kid's learning room or something, there was all this churchy junk on the walls, and one of them was a poster of the things of the Bible, so it said 'JUDE' then 'REVELATION' and I was like, FFF I thought it said Jude then Revolution then it actually didn't BUT it was like a few letters of off. And also because Hey Jude and Revolution came out as a single together, so it freaked me out a bit.

happy birthday mssrs. lennon

It is John Lennon's birthday. Also, Sean Lennon's. Happy birfday, guys.

Also tonight I went to the Kansas concert- fucking rocked. Simply and amazingly. It was so cold, too, my feet froze, and those dudes up on the stage kept rocking, they were like 'err it's cold we can't feel our fingers but here's a song you might know' DUST IN TEH WIND, WAATCHA.

Andand. I've got to do a few things before going to bed whicih suucks I am tired but anyway: a) copy out hat knitting pattern for car ride tomorrow b) get shops and shop adresses for trip tomorrow c) christ, mom's CD player in her car doesn't damn work- wonder if we can bring the portable one and if it will run off batteries? i've got some hella good CDs. d) mhmm what else...

they say it's your birthday

Yes. I listened to Birthday today while walking to school. Thanks Paul McCartney.

Nothing essentially uneventful has happened today- in the morning, mom and I went to Starbucks, she got a pumpkin spice latte and a scone and then at school, Frazier gave me a book, Sense & Sensibilit & Sea Monsters and some cookies. Aand. At lunch me & mom went to the grocery store- got some chicken strips and a drink and some candy and my "cake", which is a cheesecake, and she bought me some flowers. :D Pretty blue ones. Andthenso. My English teacher sang Happy Birthday to me but his twisted version 'death and dying everywhere, but it's your birthday, sin and sorrow' in a monotone voice into a toy microphone. Pretty epic.

I'm testing a theory- will my father call me and wish me a happy birthday? Mhmm. I mean-- it's my DAD, I'll be lucky if when he picks us up for the concert tomorrow night he says "wasn't yesterday your birthday or somethin"
later: 6:50 so after that bit up there, me and H went off for candy and strawberry cigarillos, which I couldn't technically buy since I don't have a state ID with a picture, so I gave her the money and she bought them, then we went and sat by the river and smoked them- it was weird. And tasted icky. We smoked one each and then, coughing, went to Arby's for getting-the-taste-out. While at Arby's- my phone rings. So I answer it and here is the following conversation.
Dude: Hi, is this Alyssa?
Me: (thinking it was the guy who’s the leader of a program I’m in) Yeah. Hi.
Dude: Hi, I’m (so and so), I’m the new (city) AirForce recruiter…
Me: Oh. Oh HO. Yeah?
Dude: Yeah and I was wondering what you were doing after graduating high school..
Me: Um. No idea. (distracted by Arby’s lady giving me food and my friend going ‘who?’) But I’m not really thinking, uh, military, cos, like, I’m not really in shape and I’ve got scoliosis, too.
AirForce dude: (some blabbering on how that wouldn’t really stop me from joining up) so what are you interested in after highschool?
Me: (wondering what sort of nerve this guy has to be calling me on my 18th birthday and inquiring) (also, HOW DID HE GET MY NUMBER) I dunno, I’m not really interested in anything, I don’t really…do anything, y’know.
AirForce JerkFace: What, you don’t do anything for fun or anything?
Me: Oh well of course I do things for FUN I mean.
Jerkface: So like what?
Me: Ahh…(mouthing to friend, ‘it’s the effing AIRFORCE) I knit.
Sergeant Jackass: You knit?
Me: I knit.
Captain Douchebag: Well, (losing where this conversation is going) you could use your knitting expertise and..knit..parachutes…
Me, sarcastically: Yeah, I’m gonna knit parachutes for the Airforce.
Seriously, This Guy’s Problem, What The Hell: Okay you don’t really knit do you, you’re just kidding with me.
Me, dead effing serious: NO. I KNIT. I REALLY DO.
Getting Fed Up With My B.S.: Okay well…are you interested in the Airforce at all, you don’t have to be, no pressure, so…
Me: Nah not really. Thanks for calling.
Just Wasted Five Minutes Of His Life On Some Weird Teenager: alright thanks bye.


Weirrd. And so,yeah, my dad did finally call. :D Yay! He likes me. And and he's taking us to dinner before we go to the Kansas concert. Oh did I mention, I'm going to a Kansas concert. The band, y'know, Dust In the Wind and Carry On My Wayward Son. No. I don't know any more songs of theirs. Does it matter?
Oh, I'm wearing a flashing Tiara Crown mom got me at Wal-Mart for a buck. I'm...not sure if it's stoppped flashing, but it wouldn't stop earlier.

18 somewhere

Here it's 10 but somewhere it's midnight and so somewhere, it's the 8th and so I'm 18 somewhere. Faulty logic. I'm actually not to gung-ho about this, this whole big 18 thing-- but y'know whatever.
Actually I've pretty much gotten all my birthday presents- Beatles Rock Band back in September and today, mom took me to k-mart and I picked out a Snuggie. Yes. a Snuggie. GO AHEAD AND LAUGH. It is dark green. I am wondrously warm. Ridiculous. And a chocolate bar and a pillow, but the pillow doesn't really count cos Blake got a pillow, too.

And Frazier (teacher i know real good) says if I'm early to school tomorrow, she'll give me a present- otherwise I have to wait for afterschool. And apparently there is a special 'early morning' prize. And Margo, who's in choir with me, was like, you better show up on time for choir, too. (I'm often late to choir due to the fact it's all the fucking way across school) and it took me a minute but then I remembered what class it was- they're gonna efffing siiing. I was like- MARGO WHY also mr legg doesn't even know who i AM and she's like, I TOLD HIM WHO YOU WERE aka the girl who's always late or not even there. And mom is taking me for a coffee during lunch and we're having steak for dinner but something or another, oh we're going to Spokane this weekend so that's why we're not going out. Exciting 18th- OH right, I think me and H are gonna go pick up some smokes or whatnot, just for kicks.

So in other news, I have the same birthday as Johnny Ramone. Which is kickass. I love the Ramones. I need to get a book on them. Damnit, I am such a fuggin' dork when I think of a band I like, I don't think of getting a CD of theirs- I think of getting a book on them. On the other hand, I really want I Me Mine by George Harrison. Oh! Maybe we can go by a Borders or Barnes&Noble in the city this weekend...

I love this Snuggie.

oh lol

Today I played a lotta Rock Band & hung around the library & went to Goodwill. in reverse order.
I am getting hella better on RB drums, I tell you what. Played for about two hours straight, now I'VE GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS! sorry that's from Helter Skelter, I really do though, from clutching drumsticks. There's a Achievement on the game called I've Got Blisters on My Fingers, which is beating Helter Skelter on Expert Drums. It is my life's goal.

Anyway- so I've spent the evening watching SNL and Let It Be and planning Being Eighteen Fucking Years Old with Heather, which at this point seems to be: on October the 9th (I'm turning 18 on the 8th, she's 18 today), well, here's what I proposed to her and bear in mind, we are bored teenagers, now legal: smokes & wine & Lion King. Let me clear that up- I've figured out the Things You Can Do When 18. 1. Buy tobacco. I don't like smoking, I disaprove wholeheartedly, (sidenote: I am easily brainwashed, aka, I watch all these videos of the Beatles smoking and I think, that's HOT but I rememebr GEORGE DIES OF IT but ahem, still) but it's more of the idea that now I can totes buy cigs if I want them. I don't want cigarettes, I want these cigarellos that are,like, grape-flavored and stuff. Kody had them on his 18th. 2. What was I talking about? Oh Things Can Be Done at 18. Vote. Which I plan to do. Early and often, as the saying goes. 3. Buy porn. Redudant, thanks to the internet, but worth saying. I'm...not going to buy any porn. Honestly. 4. Get a tattoo. Well, apparently, since the Allen Family Tradition (Kody did it, so it is? he says.) is Getting A Tattoo On Your 19th Birthday, so we'll see in year. 5. Join the Army. Not. Happening. 5-no, sorry, 6. Order things from infomercials. Again, with the internet, sorta redudant, but I had forgotten this one and got all excited when someone told me. FUCK AND YES. As another sidenote: I am pretty surely getting a Snuggie for my birthday. Awesome? YES.

Anyway- so our Being 18 thing. H's dad is pretty much yah I'll buy you alcohol so she likes wine so we might do that, but keep it on the downlo, hush hush, you know, not quite legal for us to be drinking at 18, but honestly I like Mike's hard lemonade, I'm trying to sway her to get that. She doesn't like my 'smokes' idea but I just like wanna tryyy even if it's retarded; I know smoking is retarded. I'm not a retarded teenager and for once, I sorta wanna be one. Even if it's a grape-flavored cigarello. And my mom doesn't want me to. So there's one for it, anyway. So my idea is we go to her house, drink and smoke and be retarded teenagers, watch some Disney movies (well, what else?) and then I'll stagger home smelling of grape smoke and huckleberry wine, late at night so mother will not be the wiser, and all's well that ends well really. Ah, carefully planned rebellion never tasted so good. I'm only writing all this Sorta Illegal/May Not Even Happen stuff because honestly I'm pretty sure no one reads this blog, like, ever. Which I like so I can say stuff like that up there.

So it's almost 3, gasp, and here I am typing away. Well I was gonna go to bed but Sandy (da's gf) came out and said a thing that was pretty funny so I wanted to document its hilariousness and then I got distracted with that there prequel and stuff, so anyway here's what happened.
Me, at computer: hi.
Sandy: your dad just suggested we be JOHN AND YOKO for halloween
Me: WHAT, (collapsing in laughter)
Sandy: I KNOW that is what I SAID
Me: JOHN AND YOKO
Sandy: yeah like WHAT that wouldn't even work
Me: cos like JOHN is SKINNY and also you guys look NOTHING--
Sandy: I KNOW because like of shapes of their faces and the HAIR
Me: ahahaha that's madness, hilarious
Sandy: (as she goes back into dad's room) I ratted you out, Alyssa is laughing her ASS OFF
To be fair I was. Cos it is a pretty funny idea. I think my mom's bf would make a good John- he is crazy skinny and has a gaunt face and with a wig and some granny glasses he would be a scary good Lennon but mom as Yoko? nahh well maybe with some puffy black hair, ahah.
The late night is getting to me, I am going maaad with sleepiness? or not so much, mhmm

On the weekend of my bday- I think mom and me? are going to Spokane for Happy Fun Mother/Daughter Time/Shopping. BUT all I wanna do (is boogaloo, oh fuck you Ringo Starr and your damned catchy songs) is go to see the Toy Story 1/2 in 3d at the IMAX up there, which it may or not be there, I've not idea and should surely google it but hey, it's almost 3 in the mornin' and mhmm, I got two new CDs today -Lennon Legend and Band on the Run. Well what else. I need to get more Harrison stuff, I am sorely lacking in the George Harrison division. As far as Ex-Beatle Beatle music I have, legally, it's now 3 Pauls (Tripping the Live Fantastic, Flaming Pie, and Botr), 1 Lennon( that one I just said) 2 Ringos- Time Takes Time and Ringo, and yah no George. WTF. Well I have one track from Cloud Nine- When We Was Fab, cos I lloove that song, got it off itunes, and I have All Things Must Pass on youtube vids somewhere on my ipod but those don't rly count oh my god I should go to bed, shitshit.

I think if I ever started a band I would call it, like, I'm Not A Robot or Sometimes I Wish I Were A Dinosaur. It would be a pretty awful band.

magical mystery tour-what?

Bored and alone, I found Magical Mystery Tour on youtube, a made-for-TV Beatles movie from 1967. It is trippy. And weird. And...doesn't make much sense. But has some good musics (Blue Jay Way, I Am the Walrus, Fool on the Hill) and some funny John randomness and Paul dorkiness (Your Mother Should Know (another PaulIsDead "clue" in that one, apparently, cos Paul is wearing a black flower and the others, a red one, so clearly y'all is totes dead.)) At one point- they're in this bar and there's a strippper and a band onstage and, really, Beatles, a stripper?--anway, the band is singing this song, Death Cab for Cutie. AND GUESS WHAT. There's a band called that. Named after that song/scene. Some indie band-formed in this state, too, Washington. Interesting. Unlike Fall-Out Boy, these guys apparently know where the name of their band comes from- Fall Out Boy does not, and it comes from an episode of The Simpsons. Fail, Fall Out Boy. Win, Death Cab For Cutie.

So i am bored. I ordered a pizza. Lamely. And only ate a few pieces. Really? I just kinda wanted the Dr Pepper that came with it. Sigh. MMT was a weird movie did I mention? Paul's sweatervest was BA though. I want all his sweatervests all the time-srsly, their clothing, is awful, and I want it. I love the Walrus video. John looks like he's having so much fun. And George being adorable. Not enough George! in it whatsoever, he's got a few lines and he does Blue Jay Way very creepily (it's an eerie song, there's a fog upon LAaaaa..) and when they're wizards, one of them says:What's next on the agenda? and George, straight at the camera: A SONG! and Ringo is clearly high throughout this thing, but it's Ringo so he always looks high. Ahah. So all I need to watch now- in terms of Official Beatles Movies- is Let It Be. And in Non Official Beatles Movies, there's The Hours and Times, Birth of the Beatles, Backbeat, Two of Us, Nowhere Boy, and a bunch others, I think, those are the ones I wanna see though. Oh! and whatever movies John and Ringo starred in- John was in How We Won the War or something, I neeed to see it, and Ringo I guess did random bit parts of things..

Today, I mentioned to Blake something about Pattie Boyd, George Harrison's first wife, left him for Eric Clapton or something- cue my brother going "ERIC CLAPTON. REALLY. SHE DITCHED HIM FOR ERRIIIIC CLAAPTON." he seemed to think this was unbelievable. "OF ALL THE RANDOM FAMOUS PEOPLE HE IS SURROUNDED BY- ERIC CLAPTON. " Dhani Harrison- George's son- is about his clone, I think. Honestly. also he's pretty adorable- and I should listen to his music sometime, mhm Dhani Harrison.
I get crazy sad whenever I read anything about John's death- and so angry at that sonofabitch who shot him. HOW. WHY. John Lennon-how could you KILL him? yes he was a dick and hyprocrite sometimes- but a musical genius and argh, see, Jesus, it's worthless getting upset over.

sometimes i wish i were a dinosaur

In my German class today, we had a numbers quiz, where Frau Hays says a number in German and we write it down in number form. Simple. She’ll only say the number twice.
So I got the first one and then distracted myself for a minute by drawing a dinosaur on the margins of my paper- and the next thing I knew we were on the third question. I was a little grumpy but, really, it was all my fault, my dinosaur needed spikes down his back and some teeth, so after I’d finished all the other questions, I wrote ‘I missed this one cos I was drawing this dinosaur. sorry.’ where the answer should’ve been.
And I thought we were going to be switching them with partners and correcting them but, ah, no, we turned them in.
So Herr Bates, the cute student teacher, was grading them- and at one point, he started laughing and looked over me. I guess he liked my dinosaur.

i taste blood

Mostly cos I am self-destructive in a very slight way which is that I bite and chew and pick at my lips and it's disgusting to talk about but the general idea is that my lips usually look pretty cut up and swollen and red and yeah, they are. Anyway. Also the only other self-destructive thing I do is the thumb/fingernail thing. That's it.

I'm on amazon right now? thinking about buying Beatles Anthology 2 and the both of John's books that are one book together. Hnn. And A Hard Day's Night. I have it on my iPod but I need, like, a hard copy of it. Grr.

I'm slowly infecting my family with the Beatles. It's my mom now. She said she had "that stupid octopus song" stuck in her head all weekend. We then were all 'STUPID oh well kinda but YEAH'. And then she was Ringo-bashing ("he's the lame one right?") so we started to defend him but she was like, dude you guys make fun of Ringo ALL THE TIME lay off.

I made muffins today. Since I missed the lab in Foods. They are Chocochocochipmuffins. Mucho delish.
I keep singing 'and in the end, the love you take is equal to the looove you maaake.' My senior quote is going to be something Beatles-related. Or something Lennon. Like 'All we are saying is, give peace a chance.' or like 'time you enjoy wasting was not wasted.' I have a had a page full of Lennon quotes on my fridge for months now, even before I got obsessed with his music. Huh. I like 'living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.' Mhmm. SOMETHING (in the way she moves..) gosh I need a life or something.
Or Anthology 2 and A Spaniard in the works/In His Own Write. AMWAHA.

eta: god I just love Paul's voice. Like. uhm crazy sometimes. Ah. What's weird is he talks like, i dunno how to say it, an old person. When he was younger. Srsly. Listen. AND HEAR. but uh, he is ridiculously sexy I think. Damn. I am too obsessed. grr.

it's fuggin hot

and it really shouldn't be cos it's like September it doesn't need to be 100 degrees. Yknow.
Fam. was annoying me so I'm blasting George Harrison music from grooveshark into my headphones but it keeps on sounding like someone is behind me. And there is no one. In any case George Harrison's music is alright. I was reading a book on John Lennon today- not such a good one, but it was a library one, and had some pretty cool pics and had some did I mention really nice pics of very young Lennon & Friends.

And also I've slowly been brainwashing my family with the Beatles. For instance- last night I was had minimized the folder with A Hard Day's Night in it, and it was labelled 'A Hard Day's Night', somewhat aptly, yeah, and my mom was on the computer and numerous times I caught her humming 'it's been a hard day's night...I been working like a dog..." whereupon I was like, 'I should be sleeping like a log..' and then we joined in on 'but when I get home to you all the things that you do..' bit. And even Blake! walked in my room today where I was just singing All You Need is Love while it playing (aha, the only Beates CD I actually own is '1' which is annoying cos it has just the hits or something, and not enough good songs, but it's pretty good) and then like 10 minutes he was singing 'all you need is love, love..' Haha.
I'm listening to While My Guitar Gently Weeps which I like cos of George Harrison but it's weird, the Beatles didn't actually want to record it, they didn't like it so much, so George brought his best guitar buddy Eric Clapton in to do lead guitar so he could sing it. I like the guitar and base in it.
So weirdly enough I really really like Ringo Starr. Like, the vids of them playing, Ringo always looks like he's having a hell of a time and I love Yellow Submarine and Octopus's Garden always makes me laugh. Cos it's a song about an octopus. What up, Ringo. And sometimes I really hate Lennon or Paul because I read about some jerky thing they did (like the wife-beating and cheating and Hello Goodbye, no lol about that last thing) and it doesn't really look like Ringo has ever been so much of a jerk. But I do love George. I liked 'When We Was Fab' and the video which had Ringo and other people and also, was weird, and PAUL IS THE WALRUS?

I'm on Etsy, looking randomly at Beatles stuff, and FOR SOME REASON there is a belt buckle with a picture of JOHN AND YOKO WHAT THE HELLL. Srsly. A belt buckle is weird enough- but with John and YOKO on it?
Ahaha, the number of pages of Beatles stuff on Etsy is '64'. -starts to sing 'when i'm sixty--fouur'

So in something non-obsessed news, I got one of my friends to switch to Foods&Nutrition with me so I'd not be so lonely, although Blue (blue haired chick) is very nice and funny and talks a lot, like me, so she's cool, anyway, we got assigned our kitchens (they are like 8 in the back, mini-kitchens i mean small kitchens not minature stoves and sinks and etc, they are just corner-sized kitchens) We're kitchen NUMBER 5 and so we went to our kitchen, me and Blue and Heather, and I was like, 'KITCHEN NUMBER FIVE MOFOS' and ' HEY KITCHEN NUMBER THREE YOU CAN SUCK IT' and then we were opening the drawers and such and all of them were labelled, like 'silverware', 'knives', etc, etc. One of them said 'Empty.' Blue opened it and was like, dude, there is a thing in here. We collapsed in laughter, 'MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE' and 'I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE ANYMORE'. I was laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes, ahah, mrs. Romesburg came back and found us ruffling through drawers and was like, you has work to do.

Does Led Zeppelin have any songs UNDER 5 minutes? I don't think so. They're still awesome though. ANd yes. I'm listening to something other then the Beatles. There's only so many times you can listen to Lennon singing 'if I tell you that I loove you, you'll say you love me too..' because yeah I totally would. Despite the part where I guess we was totally bipolar? or something.

BEST thing on Etsy for serious: BANANAS Yeah! It is a 18"x18" painting of Paul McCartney eating a banana. It looks like the bit from the Beatles coloring book where Paul brushes his teeth (weird to put in a coloring book I know) but here he is eating a banana. It is quite possibly the awesomest thing I have seen this year and if it weren't 50 dollars I would buy it in a instant. As a smaller print, maybe. I want it as a screensaver. Or on a t-shirt. This guy needs to do that, now.

This shirt I really want: John&Paul&Ringo&George. I don't like that one there so much, the weird dot after 'George' throws me off, it's not a period but not a comma, either. And there's no AA Women's Tee. Oh, I found a Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band button. Yay! and an X-Files I Want to Believe and The Killers and the Star Wars Rebel Alliance symbol and a red/blakc pic of Jimi Hendrix button. Which I am all now buying. Ahmwahah. They're a dollar but with 3 dollars shipping cos it's from Spain. And I don't want the button that just says 'The Beatles'. Too obvious. I am actually tempted to ask this person for a custom order of just a button with a picture of Ringo on it, er, no. And there's another set of buttons I want, err, these put oh no I didn't realize it was on white, damn. omg hyperlink END
Ah alright that was close. I really want the, yeah, the J&P&R&G on a shirrt and not a button so next paycheck I'll go in for a shirt..

As a last note type of thing- I listened to Revolution 9 last night. Ohgod that was a weird song. I've been using the word 'trippy' lately but man, that went beyond trippy. 'Number nine...number nine...' It reminded me of, well, 1984. For some reason. And today in class Mr Cowdrey, my Gov. teacher, brought up 1984 and was like, 'anybody read that..anybody?' and I was like, err yeh, and after class was over he said it was cool I've read that book. I like dystopian futuristic books. Like Brave New World and to some extent, A Handmaid's Tale and there are other I can't remem-Oh! Farenheit 451. Yeah. Anyway. Woot goes live in 20 minutes so I should eat something or do my goddamned German homework.
eta: I wrote this over like a period of two hours so it's not so hot now that I post it. like it matters chya

good evening

It was thunder and lightning here about a half hour ago. I was standing outside on the sidewalk, watching it, but mom was all YOU WILL GET STRUCK BY LIGHTNIIING because she's afraid of lightning. I didn't but came inside anyway because it was very windy and I got some dust and stuff in my eyes.

Well about 8:40 I had got Mom convinced enough to go to Albertson's, not only because I had to return Dad's Redbox movie (The Soloist! which was good. We have this thing, in our family (well it's just me and Blake rly) where we refer to anything Robert Downey Jr acts in as 'it's Iron Man playing...' so and so, because he was so perfect as Iron Man that, really, everything is kinda an afterthought. Like. Sherlock Holmes, that RDJ is in, as Sherlock Holmes, we say it's Iron Man being Sherlock Holmes in Victorian times. Because that's pretty spot on if you've seen the Holmes preview.) but also because I wanted to get chicken wings and Blake was being very mind-reading cos he was like, let's go look at chicken wings and I was like GET OUT OF MY HEAD DEVIl-CHILD. As we were walking from the car to Albertson's, Blake whispers to me 'there's lightning' and I was all, 'oh fuck'. Mom's afraid of lightning, like uber afraid. So were all: Hey mom, look at that sign right there. Albertson's has cut prices! Yep, just keep looking at that sign until we get inside..but as we left the store, there was lightning totally unobvious and she freaked out but we got home safely.

I just saw a Miley Cyrus commercial where she shows off her new "fashion" line at Wal-Mart and it's awful stuff, for some reason it has the UK Flag on it? like thanks for butchering out culture, now go ruin the Brit's flag? Good lord. I felt like, literally, throwing up. And I reallyyy hate Wal-Mart. And I don't want it in our town. Cos they are evil.

I am loading episodes on Youtube of Queer As Folk the US version right now cos I watched one of the UK version and it was pretty damned good, but the UK version is on Hulu and Hulu is slow and has commercials.

Anyway alright. Alive After Five tomorrow. Been looking forward to it for weeks. It's weird how much I like this. This quote from Clerks basically sums me up: But you hate people! Yet I love social gatherings. It's ironic.

I have this continual fear that bugs are crawling all over me. I never sleep well with this paranoia. Am I spelling paranoi right? I don't give a damn.

some thoughts

I like to think that in addition to being the fattest president, William Howard Taft was also the funniest president.
I'm terrified of Morning Glory. It's a plant I have on my table in Greenhouse and someone mysteriously planted it there, in some pots, and now it's taking over fucking everything and it grows so quickly and wraps around everything and now it's going after my petunias and I don't trust it. I confessed this fear to the student teacher and she was all, ehh what? But some girl said she'd take the morning glory. Good. My bacopa is safe now.
Did you know WD-40 stands for "Water Displacement, 40th Attempt"? Ha, yes.
I'm gonna put googly eyes (or paper eyes) on my mom's spider-plant. I don't trust it. With a name like spider plant? Yeah. Creepy.