It Snowed...

brilliant that these pictures fit rather well with my color scheme

it's an activity!

1. Think of a word you would use to describe me.
2. Go to Google Image Search and search for that word.
3. Select the picture you see as most fitting, and leave a comment with the link.

This should be fun...

An excerpt of conversation

thinking, that's all says: (me)
hello
Boryca says: (my friend)
where did you come from?
thinking, that's all says:
i came from the deep and dark places of your MIND *points to your head eerily*
thinking, that's all says:
i emerged quietly from an abandoned puddle of coke left from an intense fight between two middle school friends, started by a slight disagreement of a show on FOX kids 's worth and spurred on by both's insistance on calling the other a wussy
thinking, that's all says:
i slipped out from behind a tree you were staring at just as soon as you looked the other way, like it always happens in your nightmares
thinking, that's all says:
i fell from the sky
thinking, that's all says:
need i go on?
thinking, that's all says:
or have you already come to the conclusion you are bound to come to
thinking, that's all says:
will you ask the question now at the tip of our tongue?
thinking, that's all says:
"what, out of all manner of things, are you smoking?"
thinking, that's all says:
and will you believe me when I swear that I have not been inhaling any smoke from burning objects recently and that I am really only in a weird mood? Or will you reject my claims??
thinking, that's all says:
Will you???

Run!! It's pink!!

Merry Day-After-Valentine's Day to all!
And to all...a good night!!
Or, no that's Christmas, my mistake.
Speaking of Valentine's Day, our banquet sure was a gyp. Making us skip dinner so we could starve for another hour and a half to be "satisfied" with...
Poop. Served with pasta.
And you know how when something tastes like poop you drink more to make up for it? The drink was poop too. It tasted like, as Rali and Avi put it, a certain cough syrup.
And to top it all off we had a Frank Sinatra impersonator of sorts crooning away.
"Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars"
If only, sir. If only.
But did all these tiny inconviences stop us friends from having a "rip-roarin'" good time?
Oh wait, yeah. Yeah, it pretty much did. Kinda lame.
"But Valentine's Day is for suckers! It's really just a corporate scam! Why would you want to have fun on a day like that?"
*sigh*
But anyway, for those who hate Valentine's Day:

• Be happy because you have an entire year to wait before another one!
  

For those who like Valentine's Day (and are not single):

• Spend time with your loved one(s) today too! Nothing shows true love like not letting corporation-invented dates schedule your events for you.
  

What about the single people who like Valentine's Day, you ask?
What words of wisdom do I have to impart to them?
...Um...just keep waiting?...um...
I can't think of anything clever or interesting for those poor few, besides that it would seem to be a sort of masochism (not the sexual kind people, get your minds out of the gutter! By the by, why is the sexual kind the first on the dictionary list of definitions? People these days, sheesh).
Well, that's all.
It's an hour until dinner, I have to go shower!
Ta ta.

I'm on my way...

...to becoming a rock star.
We went to Reading today and guess what I bought?
Shoes! Black converse high tops. They're great although I think I'm going to get different laces for them. Like black ones or checkered ones or something.
Well, anyway, after that I went over to the Virgin Megastore to listen to some bands that I have on my list of "music to look into". I was only on the first cd, thinking to myself, "I should buy this," when one of the store attendants comes up to me and taps me on the shoulder.
I think, "What? It's only 5 o'clock, they can't be closing," but no, he tells me that the building next door is on fire and they are evacuating this one.
And sure enough we go outside and there's a fire engine or two, police blocking off the road, and a thick plume of dark smoke billowing from the neighboring building, burning embers everyonce in awhile floating into view.
Rather an impressive sight, I only hope no one was killed.
I didn't see any flames, the part that was actually on fire was in the middle of block.
Although I wonder how the fire fighters can put it out from the street when its a 3 storey building and its in the back of it...
Well anyway, it was interesting but my pants were falling off so I had to go get a belt.
Then we ate at this place called Pitcher and Piano and they had this really good sounding burger thing. Of course, not a real meat burger it was made of mozerella and olive, which sounded really good but unfortunately my dreams of gooey goodness were shot down by the waitress who announced that they didnt have it anymore. So I settled for a much less satisfying "mushroom soup in wheat breadbowl".
*sigh*
Although the pub is redeemed in my mind by the cheese sampler dish we had.
Fried goat cheese, bree, and mozerella mmmmmm.
I can not describe how good that was.
And that was it.
A simple trip, Avi got a "dress" for the party that looks more like a shirt. She's going to wear fishnets under it. Me and Rali think she should get similar colored solid tights to wear mid thigh, because you'd be able to see a little bit of leg and yet it'd be covered by the bottom sheen bit of the "dress". We think it'd be rather cute.
And that was it (I've said this twice...)
Oh! No, it wasn't. For all I say about England's prices being insanely steep (and they are) they were selling Nirvana's "Nevermind" for 4.99 sterling!
That's $10! A good deal even for America.
Unfortunately, due to the fire, that and my other prospective purchase were left to gather dust on the shelves.
...
and that was it.
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