zappa and formspring

So I'm listening to Frank Zappa who is kind of like pure awesomness.

And also, abusing Formspring. Oh god. People I barely know on FB post theirs so I just..like barrage them with weird questions. And apparently fs has a question and time limit. Like I can't submit more then 20 questions in like 5 minutes or something. Alas! The funny part is one of the questions I asked was 'Aren't you glad Formspring is anonymous? I'm pretty excited about it' and this dude replied, 'Sometimes (other girl I AM NOT), sometimes.' So hahah he thinks one of his friends is asking him all this weird stuff but IN FACT IT'S SOME CRAZY GIRL. MWAHAHAH.

Yeah, I am way too easily amused.

I've done this on a few other peoples' too, that one girl who the guy thought it was, but she took everything so seriously, and one of my brother's old friends who had really short answers but he was fun, too. Yeah nobody should give me access to Formspring when I am bored.

Going to bed after this album is done. Freak Out! by the Mothers of Invention- aka Frank Zappa and the Mothers. :D I love it. I love his, like, drawl. It's superawesome. I love the weirdness.

Of course the one thing I ALWAYS ask on Formspring is- Beatles or Stones? and if Beatles, favorite Beatle? if stones, you can go to hell- and so people will say - 'George because no one likes him'- WHICH ADAMANTLY PROTEST, BEING A GEORGE-LOVER- or 'Ringo. octopus' garden ftw' hahaha YES.

Dammit I love Zappa. Specfuckingtacular stuff, maan.

I may or may not have been drinking wine most of the night. and playing Sims 3.

i really hate school

Ridiculously so. Instead of choir today I went to the library and printed out a bunch of ukulele chords/tabs. Mostly Beatles stuff but I Don't Like Mondays and...oh, Re Your Brains. which is a hilarious song. I love Jonathon Coulton.
Usually after school I come home and get on the computer until about 5:30 when mom comes home, or sometimes I take a nap. Usually while on the computer, I listen to music on Grooveshark or something...but today I got out the radio/cd player and am listening to the radio. Is good. Midnight Rambler was on. Today, at Knowledge Bowl meeting during lunch, the coach (the math teacher who has the TARDIS stand-up in his room) had a video of a concert on his SMARtboard and I was watching it and, despite having never really seen any pictures of Pink Floyd, I would've sworn on my life that was David Gilmour. and it was. :D SHIIIINE ON you CRAZY DIAMOND.

Also today mastered the art of walking and reading on my ipod at the same time. Reading With Strings Attached which is so much win it's painful. Gosh.

Was very bored in English class today while the teacher was going on about this essay we have to write, about The Perfect Marriage, and my 'zero draft' was like, a perfect marriage is not possible but the perfect marriage is the constant striving for the perfect marriage. It was drivel and predictable and ridiculous. And since he's basically left this assignment open-ended, I've decided on write on a marriage I know very, very well: Homer and Marge Simpson. Should be fun; whether it'll be a good essay or not or even within the parameters of the assigned work is yet to be seen. I just don't want to write some BS essay I don't even feel.

not doing schoolwork

This is what I do instead of work at school.

aw damn

At dad's. It sucks. Well because of the usual being left alone bit, right, I'm tired of it but no way around it, really. Also he won't take me to get Harry Potter tickets. Damn. Fuck. I'm knitting my tie, ordered some socks (they better be here), have Quidditch goggles, have skirt, need shirt, and am gonna make a ribbon/hair/bow/headband thing with Gryf colors. Should be all right.
My heart's been acting up lately. Jesus. This should be the 'many injures of AJ' blog now. There's an accidental bruise on my leg that's just turned a lovely yellow/purple mix, and Vincent Van Gogh won't come off my arm. An er temp. tattoo of him anyway. He's mostly off now. It's not really an injury though. Just sort of annoying.

I've been playing a lot of Sims 3. Check my other blog...I think it's http://these-are-my-sims.blogspot.com/ for the Legacy I've started. I'm gonna post it after I'm done here. I loove it. Last week I was all, argh I has to go to my father's soon then I remembered the Sims 3 and got all excited.

I don't think my dad likes me because I am smart. I mean. I'm not like uber-smart, but I am clever, if I do say so myself (and I do) and also I tend to ramble off facts. Like the Coors light one. Or the Van Gogh Didn't Cut Off His Own Ear one. I think it annoys him his only daughter is a weird, smart, Harry Potter- (and other strange things-) obsessed, no-friended ('cept for Heather (hi Heather)), sort-of-tomboyish, t-shirt-wearing freak. Who knits and crochets. And wears bows and ribbons. I don't care.

Today Dad and Blake and Sandy went to the beach and I was all, ergh beach, so instead Dad gave me money to get lunch and so I wandered down to Jo-Ann's (bought duct tape for a duct-tape purse and red and gold ribbon) then called Heather, we met up at McDonald's, then headed to Starbucks. We decided we shouldn't watch Harry Potter 5 and knit our scarves so we did. I liked 5. But 2 and 6 are my favorite books. 2 because awesome, right? and actually, I used to freakin' love 3 before the movie ruined it for me. The movie was awful. And 4 and 5 were always very moody and angsty and in 6, he's not nearly as angry and hate-filled. Harry, I mean. 6 is interesting.

Ok right now I'm posting my Legacy, so read if you want, I don't give a damn.

whoot for accomplishment

I said I was going to cut my hair and I did. Not very noticible but it's wet so there you are. And here you are.

And look there in the background. Quantum Leap is paused. Lols.