paaain

God so much pain.

Leg pains and so much goddamn pain in my upper back/shoulders. Like ungodly. More than usual, and usually I'm in all sorts of back pain. And more weird nerve -shock pains. Do not want. And this spot on my back that goes numb sometimes-when I stand up or sit down or move my arm too much. What. DO NOT WANT. Dislike.

So tonight I took a bath and read The Golden Compass in the bath and tried to get more shoulders to hurt less and my hair is still all wet because I pulled it back so it wouldn't get wet but, yeah. Baths.

Still though, pain. D; Hot bath did not work.

Me and Blake started discussing...oh, Kevin Smith movies. Oh, because I was talking about Cop Out. and how it wasn't as funny as other KS movies- and so we started like, CLERKS IS AWESOME and CLERKS II IS TOO and then like we somehow started talking about the Saw movies and I said they're "torture porn! people out there getting their rocks off on people cutting their body parts off..." which Blake objected to strongly. Lol.

Agh now I wanna watch Dogma. Hnn.

Back going numb. Ergh. Weird feeling.

mwahha

Blake is hating me right now because I somehow got 'When I'm Sixty-Four' stuck in his head, although god knows how, it's not even on Rock Band, so I told him he could borrow my iPod for "some good Beatles music" and put on Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. That doesn't have When I'm Sixty Four on it, right? Today I was listening to Magical Mystery Tour. Damn. 'Your Mother Should Know' is so fucking catchy. oh oh your mother should know. I was walking somewhere with Heather but she was locking up her bike and I was singing and then I stopped and said, "fucking Paul McCartney." Writer of damn catchy songs that don't mean a fucking thing apparently. HELLO GOODBYE PAUL? I love the Hello Goodbye video tho. Random dancing! Shimmy-shaking George! Sgt. Pepper costumes! Grr.

The school called me mom today and told of my absences so she was kinda pissed I guess, so after entering 9 things knitted/crocheted/spun into the fair, I ran off to Arby's with Heather to avoid mom. And then we sat at Arby's for two hours, talking. She's pretty cool. We talk about fanfiction well together. Yaoi stuff. Good stuff.

Dude man. Blake's playing with my iPod- I had him on Sgt.Pepper but now he's watching the rooftop concert! I was like how'd you find that and he's like, it was labelled rooftop concert durr. Ahf. Kthen. I love that he's as Beatle-obsessed as I am.

So now I'm reading Beatles Fanfiction. Because it exists. And it is slightly creepy. But fun. :D
ETA; damn of all damns the Beatles ff site I'm at isn't WORKING this is fucking tragic.

kinda the best brother today

Blake has been super cool today I dunno why, we've just been clicking today. Like we were joking around about the Paul Is Dead theory, like, we've started a few of our theories. Ringo Starr is Bono or Bono is Ringo Starr and personally, I like, Bono Is Scott Summers and Therefore CAN NEVER TAKE HIS SUNGLASSES OF OR LASERS WILL SHOOT OUT FROM HIS EYES but Blake likes the Bono's Sunglasses Are Cursed and He Can Never Take Them Off. And the Everyone BUT Paul McCartney Died in 1966 and They Were All Replaced theory.

I've got Working Class Hero by John Lennon stuck in my head, it's a really good song and it's kinda how I think about a lot of things. I agree with John Lennon sometimes and other times I am just like, SHUT UP YOKO.

Sometimes I randomly start singing 'first I was a sailor. I sailed the seas. then I got a job, in a factory..' which is Ringo's song Liverpool 8. apparently a lot of people hate him for that song. Apparently a lot of people hate Ringo Starr for a lot of reasons; it's weird, because if you're going to hate any Beatle, why Ringo? he seems so nice. Not the best lyricist, but I like his stuff. ('we were young, we had fun..' from never without you. he wrote it for george and it makes me sad.) Haha, some of these Facebook groups make me laugh. Paul McCartney is Prettier Than Me, i joined that one, and Paul McCartney is a Woman. He is srsly way too pretty. That's why I keep watching the Hello Goodbye video, even though Hello Goodbye I don't like too much by itself, but the video, it's great. And the Penny Lane video is weird but the literal version IS AWESOME. Srsly. 'It looks like John is saying Bite Me to the camera guy.' AND IT DOES. 'What the hell?! It's our guitars.' Ha. BEST THING.

We went out for dinner and me and Blake were talking about the Beatles and Dad, randomly, says, 'yeah, girls used to go crazy for the Beatles..all that long hair...' and I was like, wtf dad hii. And then he went on to say his dad would always, like, say stuff: 'bunch of dirty long-haired hippies...' and this made me laugh because, ha, what? That's pretty awesome/hilarious. My grandpa bitching about the Beatles. And their hair. In the 70's.

My dad, who's a mailman, say the mailmen who deliver to my house say I sure order a lot of t-shirts. OMG. I did not know the mailmen keep track of my packages. And dad's like, 'the post office keeps track of many things about you, AJ.' and it was totally creepy. He paused and then said, 'it's nice you've been going to school on time lately.' WTH MAILMEN.