Showing posts with label WILMA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WILMA. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Things

Appetizing things
Zesty things 
Spicy things
Flavorful things
Things I order at Indian restaurants
Things with faces
Things you can't describe 
Things you don't want to describe
Weird things
Kooky things
Cute things
Fuzzy things
Things by A. A. Milne
Things that have stripes
Things I want to sing about
Fatuous things
Poetic things
Redolent things
Tedious things 
Frilly things
Tasty things
Tastier things
Tastiest things
Things involving taste
Things involving waffles
Things I put in your waffles
Things you don't know about
Androgynous things
Hermaphroditic things
Asian things
Happy things
Sad things
Generic things
Anonymous things
Flannel things
Floral things 
Moral things
A story about things
Paper things
Things on paper
Things you would rather read
Wasted things
Wasteful things
Profligate things
Things I might dismantle
Jaded things 
Evasive things
Things said at a wedding
Things I shouldn't say at a wedding
Monotonous things
Remarkable things
Things that rhyme with cheerio
Things that don't rhyme with cheerio 
Things inside your Jell-O 
Keen things
Mean things
Clean things 
White things
Things inside your shower
Creepy things
Confusing things
Cold things
Frigorific things
Distracting things
Bodacious things
Amazing things
Things I say
Things inside of a circle
Things inside of a bucket
Things inside of my bucket
Things inside of your bucket
Things inside of her bucket
Things inside of his bucket
Things inside of Wilhelmina's bucket
Captivating things
Irritating things
Sanguine things
Things that make you smile
Free things
Things that are free 
Priceless things
Things that are priceless
Scrumptious things
Things with pineapple 
Things involving pineapple
Digestible things
Plastic things
Peaceful things
Zinciferous things
Funky things
Jazzy things 
Things that are jazzy 
Sudden things
Sullen things
Subtle things
Sublime things
Things that look like waffles
Things that taste like waffles
Things that feel like waffles
Waffley things
Things I can't remember 
Things you can't remember 
Bearded things
Flamboyant things 
Gruesome things
Joyous things
Jittery things
Things that remind you of things
Random things
I name things
Blue Things 
Fake things
Hilarious things
Yugoslavian things
Queer things
Things you drink with a straw
Things made of straw
Things you wish you had
My things 
Your things
Your mom's things
Descriptive things
European things
Furry things
Things the cat dragged in
Things that dragged the cat in
Perfect things
Imperfect things
Rare things 
Obnubilate things
Wet things
Yellow things 
Things involving yogurt
Harmonious things
Atrocious things
Macho things
Things inside your burrito
Things you could get besides a burrito
Despondent things
Things that might keep my phone from dying
Things you're thinking of saying
Unhelpful things
Things that don't help
Pointless things
Nebulous things
Pictures of things
Rambunctious things
Things rabbits carry
Whimsical things
Things done on a whim
Impetuous things
Egotistical things
Overweening things
Oneiric things
I dreamed a dream about things
Things I see in Disney movies
Magical things
Dramatic things
Melodramatic things
Mellow things
More yellow things
Wonderful things
Things Sam Cooke has sung 
Things to do with things
Things to do with wings
Things in my brain
So many things
Things that make noise
Noisy things 
Noisier things
Noisiest things
Obstreperous things 
Things involving earplugs
Preposterous things
Befuddling things
Bamboozling things 
Things baboons might do
Blithe things
Things I can fit into a box
Things a box can fit into me
Pulchritudinous things
Multitudinous things
Multifarious things
Illegal things 
Abstract things
Abstruse things
Bizarre things
Things I'm reading 
Awkward things
Ideal things
Edacious things
Things I could eat right now
Things I don't want to eat right now
Barbequed things
Sautéed things
Too many things
Vases filled with things
Paintings of things
Drawings of things
Pictures of things
Sculptures of things
Statues of things
Replicas of things
Recordings of things
Reminders of things
Things I can't hear
Things on your ear
Eery things
Things I sing in the shower
Things you do in your sleep
Things on Mars
Things in cars
Neon orange things
Venomous things
Things in your veins
Vigorous things
Vexatious things
Things that might stop my phone from ringing
French things
Things I might see in Amélie 
Dr. Seuss' things
Comical things
Wordy things
Things is a word
Words are sometimes things
Things in a sentence
Things you leave out off your sentences
Things involving punctuation marks
Things I've left out 
Things I haven't left out
Spontaneous things
CAPITALIZED THINGS
Important things
Exciting things
Redundant things
Changing things
Healthy things
Things I need
Things I'm doing right now
You think I'm just typing out things
Things involving question marks
Things involving things
Things about things
Things on things
Things in things
Things inside things
Things outside things
Things behind things
Things stalking things
Things intercepting things
Things maintaining things
Things producing things
Things annoying things
lowercase things
(Things in parentheses)
Underlined things
Some more things
Frightening things
Phosphorescent things
Bright things
Sunny things
Hot things
Things involving summer
Things I hate
More cold things
Things that make me wish it was winter
Things that keep you warm
Soft things
Things I would pet
Irrelevant things
Things Wilma misses about that mental institution
Dismal things
Things that frustrate me
A mess of things
Things that make a mess
Messy things
Things you want to stop reading 
Things that you're still reading
Things that make me laugh at you
Things that make me laugh at things
Ha. Ha. Things
More things involving punctuation
I quote things
Surprising things
Things I can't word properly 
Reasons why I shouldn't list things
Things you probably don't care about
Things in your multitudes scarce to be counted filling the darkness with order and light 
Things are the sentinels
Things are silent and sure
Things keep watch in the night
You fall in things 
Things in Simon and Garfunkel's lyrics
Fantastic things
Things Christopher Eccleston said
Things that make me dislike facebook
Things that make me dislike the internet 
Things I find
Things that make me love the internet
Useful things
Improvised things
Things I remember doing in previous drama classes
More awkward things
Things that start with a large block of cheese
Things I can't cook 
Things I can't lift
Things I can't find
Things that could have caused this bruise
Sharp things
Honest things
Things you find in the woods late at night
Things I should stop doing now
Things in the other hand

Monday, April 11, 2011

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How About Yes

I'm thinking about changing the name of this thing to something more... sense-making or perhaps... not. I don't know. A Bucket of Codswallop. I like the word "codswallop".
"BUT BECCA THAT IS A TERRIBLE NAME FOR A BLOG BECAUSE IT'S ORIGIN IS PG-13 AND WE CAN'T HAVE THAT, CAN WE?" Shush.
Oh, wait. I got it. Hahaha. Ha. I'm so lame. (Also, I'm sick of the ordinary red "HELLO MY NAME IS" sticker. Which is why that picture has none of that sort. Obviously.)


BEHOLD THE AWESOME! AWESOME, IT IS A NOUN!

What you see here is the world's tallest Lego tower. Meaning that, yes, it stretches beyond the former record held by some tower built in Chile (2008). That epitome of splendiferousness is 102 feet and 3 inches, and I'm quite positive that it's befriending the birds this very second.
Apparently the majority of that thing was built by Brazilian kids and then lifted to the top with a crane.
Some famous Brazilian soccer dude put the last of the 500,000 pieces into place
. K
Anyways. COOL, RIGHT? YEAH. IT IS. YOU WILL AGREE WITH ME BECAUSE THIS IS MY POST AND YOU CAME HERE TO READ MY THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS AND WHATEVER AND YEAH. Make sense. If you don't, I'll pretend.
http://dvice.com/archives/2011/04/6000-brazilian.php#3
http://www.nerdist.com/2011/04/just-because-worlds-tallest-lego-tower/

WILMA, FETCH ME MY PETTICOAT! OFF TO THE THEATER!


Yesterday I went to Baha Burger with the fam (why do people abbreviate "family" like that? Fam. I looks wrong but when I say it out loud it sounds right and THAT sounds wrong. Not that I'm reading this out loud. Not that I'm weird. Not that I'm awkward. Not that I should stop this parenthesis.) and I got me some lamb burgershmurger without the shmurger and red peppers. SO, just because I want to feel intelligent and involved with society, (Why do I only get nosebleeds out of my right nostril but not the left? It's as if the right one just bleeds whenever I cry too hard or sniffle for long periods of time and then the left just engages in proper breathing. Meaning, I have an over-sensitive right nostril that bleeds when the left one does not. However, I see no blood coming out of my nose as it does not happen every day. But if I were to do push-ups right now, I might get a nosebleed and that would be quite inconvenient because then I would have to breathe through my mouth. What if I didn't want to breathe through my mouth? What if I wanted to breathe through my nose? What if I had no mouth? What if I thought mouths were awkward-looking so I cut mine off, and sewed the remaining skin together? Then, I would die. You cannot properly breathe through your nose when it is bleeding, you know. Did anyone ever tell you that? And don't say that I just did because I did no such thing. "TELL" insinuates SPEECH and, while I can easily converse with myself while composing this, I cannot engage in a conversation where you can actually HEAR me TALK about properly breathing through bleeding nostrils, which happens to be impossible by the way. Because of the proper part. It's not proper. Hey there.) I am going to tell you something and pretend that you're hearing it for the first time. It shall be like learning something new, thinking I'm amazing, and then something else that I forgot. Alrightytidey. Have you ever noticed that every Baha Burger has a Taziki's right next door? No? (It doesn't matter if you said yes. I'm just going to pretend that you said no.) Well, there is. And have you noticed that there happens to be Taziki sauce on some of the burgers? (In my case, one. Because I've only ordered the lamb burger.) WELL, THERE IS. And do you know why?
"ARE BAHA BURGER AND TIKITIKI OR WHATEVER FRIENDLY NEIGHBORS AND SHARE SAUCES AND LEMONADES AND CUPS OF SUGAR?"
No. Baha Burger and Taziki's are owned by the same people. AHA! BEHOLD, MY BRAINS! AND YOU MAY NOT EAT THEM FOR I HAVE PROMISED THEM TO A NICE NORWEGIAN FAMILY THAT JUST RECENTLY MOVED IN DOWN THE STREET! They looked slightly confused and then politely declined. BUT A PROMISE IS A PROMISE! THEY WILL CONSUME MY BRAINS IF I HAVE TO SHOVE THEM DOWN THEIR THROATS! Which is hazardous. Who is playing opera? I just took away the comments option on here but left the reactions, and somehow I just accidentally deleted every existing reaction on all posts currently visible....to...me....yeah. Frustrating. If you care that much about it, you can go through every single post that you marked (lol) and re-react. Have fun.

http://www.geekologie.com/2011/04/im-surprised-it-took-so-long-b.php

There you go.


Want to guess what's coming to Netflix? Play instantly? All 5? Yes, I believe so. That would be Star Trek. On a very, very good July 1st. And my dad is going to love this.
http://dvice.com/archives/2011/04/make-it-so-all.php

I just spilled Coca-Cola on myself. >:|
I'm going to go clean this up.

TikiTiki

Waffles in both hands...

Friday, April 8, 2011

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Fruit Friends


Monday, March 21, 2011

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MUSTCONSUMEHIPPOPOTAMUS.


Um. Hi. SO YOU KNOW WHAT'S ANNOYING? Me is not a valid answer. I'll answer for you since this is my post and you don't exactly have a choice. Valid answer: Constantly forgetting where the last place you put your glasses was. If you don't have glasses then this obviously does not concern you. "SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST KEEP THEM ON YOUR FACE, BECCA?" A) That's a really stupid question and I'm wondering why I typed it out and then typed, "That's a really stupid question" because most people don't usually insult themselves like I do. Heh. B) Because I can see most everything without them just fine (and I unfortunately look older with them which can sometimes get me in trouble) but my vision is a bit odd. Along with a slight astigmatism, one of my eyes is nearsighted and the other is farsighted so if I'm reading for extended periods of time, then glasses are necessary so words don't get fuzzed up or I don't accidentally defocus and slightly cross them or something. That's what it looks like anyways. It's kind of strange I guess. Maybe not. I don't know. All I know is that I'm constantly looking for my glasses and it's very bothersome. Yeah. I'm pretty sure that's how companies that produce contact lenses make money, and how contact lenses became popular in the first place. Because if you get used to frequently touching your eyeballs over and over again, then some might say that's more convenient then having to deal with those fragile frames always falling off your face, getting misplaced, having to cleaned constantly, and breaking easily. I, however, don't particularly enjoy caressing the wet, slimy surface of my nearsighted and/or farsighted eye until excess fluid is soon running down my cheek.

The other day I watched Rintaro's Metropolis (Metoroporisu) and I definitely have some mixed feelings about it. We've all seen that sort of plot before, but the ending is...
(I did feel like they could have done a better job with it but I don't write screenplays nor make movies so that doesn't matter.) Well, it fit the story which is what an ending is supposed to be. It isn't supposed to tie everything up in a pretty fairy-tale, Hollywood bow so things only make "sense" to make people happy. It is supposed to sum things up, yeah, but in a unique way that makes sense with the rest of the story even if you aren't super chipper when all is said and done. (I loved the ending to Atonement because, even though it was sad, you had some satisfaction as well.) But what REALLY sticks out is the art. I don't have any mixed feelings about that. I mean, It's phenomenal. See that picture up there? One of my mother's co-workers saw that while I was typing this post out a few weeks back and she was just like, "OH! What is that?! It's just beautiful! Lovely! I really like that!" And that's a picture so you people really need to see the MOTION PICTURE. I'm just so funny. Remember the German silent film, Metropolis, directed by Fritz Lang in 1927? Probably not because if you're my age or somewhat close, then you weren't alive in 1927 to watch a silent film so you're not going to remember 1927. But you might be familiar with the name. Well, this film inspired Osamu Tezuka's Metropolis (manga), and that manga then inspired Rintaro's 2001 anime version of Metropolis. But don't watch the 2001 version thinking it will be exactly like 1927 version because their plots are really different. I give Metropolis 3 and 1/2 out of 5 stars.

Some other movies I've watched somewhat recently:
Miyazaki's
Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind is another brilliant masterpiece by Hayao and after I saw this I immediately moved it to my favorites because it's just UH. JUST UH. Because that makes sense. The story is beautiful and after I watched it, (I felt like a little girl with a big imagination watching this movie. It was lovely.) I felt like running outside and playing in the woods or climbing a tree... or hugging a tree and just yeah. It was amazing. The characters are unique and the story, THE STORY. It's odd but in a fantastic way and the art is stunning too. I just loved this film. 5 out of 5 definitely. That good.

A few months back Mary recommended this Irish film, The Secret of Kells, and at the time I didn't have time to watch it. Well, months later I was bored because I had stayed home sick and I didn't feel up to doing anything so I remembered this, and I watched it AND LET ME TELL YOU. One of the most artistic movies I have ever seen. The plot is bland, but you're not going to care once you're about 5 minutes into the movie because it's just so darn visually unique and rich. Also, I noted that this movie is good for both youngsters and adults. It has a storyline that a child can follow along with but also has the captivating art that an adult or teenager can admire. I mean, I loved it. So
3 and 1/2 out of 5 just because the story didn't fascinate me as much as the visual intensity did. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CyeYD9ikPpY If you're okay with being spoiled then watch that. It's not that long, and your eyes will thank you. Then you will be more than slightly surprised that your eyes can talk; and you will lock yourself in your room for 4 days with food and water so that you can properly converse with your eyes and get to know them because that's the kind, proper thing to do. You will daydream for hours about having long, intellectual conversations involving pimento cheese and the floral pattern on your grandmother's sofa. However, those deep, delicate eyes won't have any long intellectual conversations with you because they will be very angry with you for having kept them inside your bedroom for 4 days. Then you will think that you are going insane, and that you simply heard your eyes speak but in reality, they did not. Pain will fill your broken heart and your dreams of conversing with your eyes will shatter. And while your deceptive eyes hold their words within, you will endure months of therapy and become convinced that eyes cannot speak like we do. Except they can, Wilma. Poor lonely Wilma. If only you never developed a passion for pimento cheese.

A few days ago my father and I watched Capra's Arsenic and Old Lace and it was GREAT. I am indeed a Cary Grant fan. Humor is always a nice suit for him and well, the entire movie is humorous. Teddy was by far my favorite character, though. HOW COULD HE NOT BE? (I don't actually remember this, but RVA did this in Africa and apparently it was quite humorous. I really wish I could remember it.) I honestly think you should just watch this tomorrow. That kind of movie. 4 out of 5.

Run Lola Run is a German film that Mary and I watched months ago so that's not really recent. I'm not going to waste time writing a lot on it but I will say that the music is really weird. The entire movie is very edgy and fast-paced meaning you have to pay attention at pretty much all times. 3 and 1/2 out of 5.




I'm the dancing queen. Young and sweet. Only seventeen. As of April Fools Day which happens to be the day on which my mother birthed me. And this song has been stuck in my head since that day. It's too bad that the only dancing I can attempt at doing is ballroom and awkward. And the only dancing that I WILL attempt at doing is awkward... which doesn't make sense if you think about it because the reason I wouldn't dance ballroom is because I haven't done it in so long. Naturally, I'm afraid that I will forget the dance half way into the song and then stumble around like a big bafoon.........which would be awkward. But I'm an awkward person I guess. And seventeen is an awkward year so it all fits. You can do the same stuff you could do at 16 but you're not mature enough yet to do all the stuff you get to do at 18. (College, vote, etc) It's just an awkward in-between age. JUST DANCE!



National Geographic told me that Jack the Ripper's identity was Carl Fiegenbaum. Along with some other stuff. Nothing to do with the lasagna that I'm eating though.
http://www.ouramazingplanet.com/pancake-stingray-discovery-110314-1230/
A research team discovered two new species of stingrays from the Amazon rain forest and they have been nicknamed the "pancake" stingray for obvious reasons.


http://dvice.com/pics/stingray-ventral-110314-02.jpg (<- Not as an alien)
Apparently there was also another somewhat recent discovery in that rain forest. (As you probably noticed if you clicked that link.) So there was these catterfishes right? N' they was just there, mindin' their own wax from them couple darned bees in this lovely little stream of sorts, but then them not good science men who be wantin' to skin them n' sell them poor skins on that Ebay came stompin' 'round n' they were mean n' ugly and not nice to them poor catterfishes. So 'member them catterfishes? Well, they was just rawrin' n' sorts! n' then they went n' done jumped all over these darned couple of folks. N' the science men was all flabbergooseted 'cause they be realizin' that they ought not be messin' with them catterfishes 'cause they be really jaggerwires in disguises. N' that's what really happened to them darned science folks n' those catterfishes/jaggerwires. Honest.



I have no hands...

Sunday, December 12, 2010

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Becca Breaks Arm While Playing Tennis


OH SNAP. IT'S SO ... DARK AND I HAVE TO ACTUALLY PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT THIS WEIRDO IS SAYING BECAUSE OF THIS STUPID FONT SIZE AND COLOR. DANG IT.

(Yes. I got fed up with that other template. So I changed it. Obviously. IT HAS THE SIMPLE. And English....but only because I changed LITERALLY every button in the HTML. Or almost. So I guess it wouldn't be literally then.....Hmm..)

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!! WHUUUUUUUTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSS UUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP???????????????????

James, I never left blogger. o.O So "welcome back" does not apply in this particular situation. So don't "welcome back" me. I'm just really busy...

Pies.
I know what you're thinking.
You're thinking about pies. Aren't you? (That wasn't a question.)
I'm so good.

...

I'm soo gooood. You probably think this song is about me. I'm sooooo goooooooood. I'll bet you think this song is about me. Don't you? Don't youuuu?



'Sup?
*Pretends you responded which is slightly awkward if you did...(I would.)*
Oh, me? Well...I'm definitely not eating Cool Whip straight from the thing. That is something I'm definitely not doing. I would not do that. Ever.
(I'm also eating pie.)

WORD OF THE DAY: Pyknic adj.
Definition: Short and fat
Sample sentence: I would eat that eggplant if it wasn't so...pyknic.

Awesome.

K.

What's Important to me in this particular blog post excluding rabbit trails which I cannot help:

- Trends:

Don't be deceived. I'm not about to post the latest gossip on what's hot and what's not. I'll save that for the next blog post. I am, however, going to post about my frustration, and it may or may not include caps. It has in the past.


Am I the only one that's annoyed with these number games on facebook statuses? ...even though they have died down a bit....but still....they're still appearing....and it's still annoying...still. My neck still hurts still, you know, still.
(If you're my mother and you insist on reading this, or you're um someone else... then I'll explain and feel stupid while doing so because everyone knows what this is. Prepare for long parentheses.

Read the following statuses that I have collected from my news feed. (I have made the last digit a star. Because I like stars and in case one of these was your status, maybe you'll think I'm giving you more privacy. :D) Feed of news. Yes. I hope you like smileys, and this #.


# 777777* You seem really sweet! I hope we can talk more and become good friends :)
"YAAAAY!!!!! Maybe we can have sleep-overs and like give each other make-overs and and you can tell me your crushes and I can like tell you mine and omg!! so. fun. oh wait...you're a guy. Crap. Well, we can still have sleep-overs."
#102.* Your a really good friend! You always help me on my work in spanishh! :)
hah! I'm glad i met you this year :)
"i just wish youd help me on my work in englishh! :) hah!"

#12233344445555*, You are my absolute best friend and always there for me! :)
"no comment. [She used to also be my best friend, oddly enough, and then she went and got all preppy. Haaaa]"

77*. So totally thought you were Mister Sweet, Quiet, and Innocent. I know much better than that now. Haha, you're sarcastic and a smart alleck and freakin hilarious. Super intellegent too! I totally had a crush on you for awhile there, you never knew that. Haha. And now you do. You're the coolest Blexicitecan I've ever met

"k."

See this? No? Well, then you shouldn't be here. They all START with a status that's something like "hey yall send me uh numbur to mah inbox n' ill put up a status wif ur numbur n' itll b bout u n' tell you wut i fink bout u:):):):)." Whatever. That's what they are. And people send in numbers. And people upload statuses.)

And, people. We've been through this millions of times. What is the point of this?

"But, Becca, you sent in a number too."

I wanted to see if a certain someone could really say ONLY nice things about me. Because, unless you're... other people who didn't do this, you're only allowed to say really really ridiculously nice things. It's some secret rule.

I know you want to read what they wrote about me.

"Hahaha. SO glad that you chose this number. If anyone deserves it, you do. Oh, and, btw, I thought this was lame? Shouldn't even answer this, but I will. From the first time I met you I thought "Dude. I like you. You're cool people." And I've stuck with that opinion ever sense. You make me laugh so hard with your crazy antics, random thought patterns, and monotone voice. We need to hang out WAY more than we do."
Ah..I only shared that with you because it was nice or whatever you wanna call that.
So does anyone, or every one, or anyone, or every one see why I'm annoyed? A bunch of random numbers belonging to a bunch of random people that you probably don't know nor care about appear on your news feed, creating this big blue glob of annoyance. And are you annoyed, Lola? Yes. You don't even like the color blue.
So yeah. Number game thing. Annoying.

Next is stereotyping stupid things. Don't. Especially if it's, you know, all the time.

That's it for trends. I don't really care about what you wear. I don't really pay attention to it either. Of course, that's not really saying much considering I don't exactly pay that much attention to what I wear. Yes, I do wear my sister's old work shirts from Best Buy. Yes, they have her name on them. They're comfortable. Moving on.


- Awesome Music:
  • Sufjan Stevens: A lot. Go listen.
  • Olafur Arnalds: 30:55 and 00:40/7:29 are my favorites. Just type those in (the second WITH the slash.) I'm too lazy.
  • Brandi Carlile: Tragedy-Album Version- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPWlbEmE-sg (I could care less about the video. It's the only version of the song they had that I wanted.)
  • Bunch of stuff you wouldn't be interested in. Good day. I SAID GOOD DAY.

- Somehow that doesn't make me happy:

Park benches with bird winkle.

The fact I forgot to mention, in my previous post, that I know most of you have probably already seen the YAYFOOTBALLNESS I provided considering it aired on ESPN and all.
Everyone watches ESPN. Even the 13-year-old-girls, who typically don't even know what it is and are just trying to act more mature for their ages, stay up watching ESPN football recordings. 13 year old girls stay up watching many things that they typically don't understand so they can act more mature for their ages...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IlV7RhT6zHs Sigh. I didn't watch the football yayness on ESPN though because I'm just....socially awkward I guess. I don't know. (I saw it on RWJ) I swear that about half the people that talk to me are probably sick of me complaining about football and defining it as just a bunch of men wrestling. In tights. And people paint their faces for this? Yeah... But yes. If you've seen it, then you've seen it twice, and you can deal.

OH speaking of. (And this also makes me somewhat uneasy/unhappy/whatever)



Awwwww. You think he's good. Whaaaaaaale he is (<- voice). He's also gay. And well, you know, BOOM BOOM BOOM, even brighter than the MOON MOON YEEAAHH!!!
I'm feelin' it. Are you feelin' it? 'Cause I'm feelin' it. I'll admit.. I also blushed a little at the end when he looked into the camera and breathed. He just had "that" look. You might have to replay it precisely 35 times to understand what I'm talking about. Not that I replayed the last few seconds 35 times. I would definitely not do that. That is not something I would do. Ever.

GO BACK TO BED, WILMA.

- That makes me happy. There is no somehow. I deleted it because it didn't sound right:

Doctor Who. I've been spending this week/month/whatever loving it, aside from the new companion who can just spontaneously run off a cliff and die so they get a new one. She's so annoying.



The cold.

http://random-domain.com/comic.php?id=50


That.

Spending more time with my sisters. I'm going over to their loverly abode on the morrow. Fun stuff. The lines are getting shorter and shorter. An indication that the time has begun to affect my finger's ability to type, or my brain's ability to think. Or both. Probably both. Also an indication that sleep is needed in this particular situation.

As is a goodbye.
Too bad.
HAHAHAHAHA!!!

I'm so funny.

Hugs on the other hand...