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these are just some ramblings from me.. whether weezer-related or not.. i felt like rambling, and i'll be damned if you can stop me.. well.. i guess you can, by closing this window... but.. yeah...
11/18/01
have been doing not much of anything today... am reading "sick puppy" by carl hiassen.. it's proven to be good.. verily hilarious..
my headphones are broken... grr..
i'm asking for a body pillow for christmas.. a green one... that feels like the pillows at wicker emporium... oh yes.. i have it all planned out...
but on top of that, i want me a guitar.. but that is it... i can't really think of anything else..
yessir..
11/14/01
deedly do.. listening to some quality music.. nice times..
adam got his braces off today.. he will now be known as teethy mctoothbox.. sounds great? no..? no? okay...
michelle has icq now.. gee.. welcome to 1998, michelle.. hehe...
drama today was fun.. i had to act like a drunken celebrity stalker... much fun...
in moments of fleeting anger, i've lately been known to want to burn people in forest fires... people i've said i've wanted to burn in a forest fire:
brad, mrs. austin, under-developed fetus head boy, mr. thorsen, my mother, my sister, my sister's boyfriend..
but that all passed....
today under-developed fetus head boy was being extremely annoying on the bus.. he's a mean, mean little boy who finds it incredibly to partake in continually saying "untouchable, unfuckable" in the same monotonous voice (so, so classy..). the bus ride is no more than five minutes, but that is ample time for me to get a taste of under-developed fetus head boy's personality..
maybe a future adventure featuring him? bah, if i'm ambitious...
11/08/01
wearing some comfy clothes and avoiding math homework... like every other night in kathleen world.. it's fun though, we all can admit to that.... yes?
i want to make my weezer shirt.. i made a feeble attempt last night, resulting a horribly mishapened =w= ...so, so sad is my life..
i looked at all of my mp3's last night.. and realized i currently have 899.. and i just deleted some a few months ago... bah.. a large amount of them are anja's system of a down and gerard's primus.. but primus isn't bad...
i just made brittany some soup... she's a sick one..
i broke anja's gargoyle.... not that it didn't exude cheapness and i have remorse... plus, it was an accident....
realized my feet are very big today.. oh well.. i suppose i already knew that...
biology teacher told us how they do tests on frogs in university... in order to keep their hearts beating, but be able to disect them, they slit open the back of their heads, insert a drill into its brain to mush it all up to render it brain dead.. and then slice it all up..... science is lovely, is it not? right, it is not..
did you know that if you get decapitated, you can still have conscious thoughts for up to ten minutes after the initial decapitation? not the best way to die.. uggh..
in drama today, we had to do this visualization thing where we followed a seagull...and the weird part was that my seagull's name was patrick... it was weird... we were talking telepathically... and i was moving like in the matrix and the cell.. really fast and weird... strange times in my head..
did a career test on emode... it said i should be a psychologist, lawyer, PR strategist, military strategist or a researcher of some sort... so much for rock star who partakes in guestspots on snl, i guess....
11/07/01
i must make my weezer shirt before friday, for, as you probably know, tis wear your weezer stuff day.. and i of course will be a willing participant in that... and since ordering the shirts is a hard process (probably not, i'm just too lazy to find out how) i'll make one.. something i am less than skilled in, but it's the thought that counts, right? right??!!!!
i'm beginning to get sick of the stupid preps buying rivers-esque glasses and pretending to like weezer.. i've put up with it for a long time, but damn it's annoying... another major pet peeve is when they mistake the =w= for the wwf or the hand thing for whatever.. and when they call rivers river, or when they hum all the words to "hash pipe" excluding "hash pipe" itself, which they proclaim loudly... ex.
"you got your hmmm hmmm...... i got my hmmm... hmmm..... ...............hmmm......hm? HASH PIPE!"
those people should get severely burned in a forest fire.....
11/06/01
i didn't go to school today.. didn't feel like it.. so.. i instead stayed home and slept...
did you now that america's smarties are our sweet tarts? and that our smarties are like their m&m's? (which we also have by the way) so, in tally, america is missing out on real smarties, we are missing out on nothing...
also, they say soda.. we say pop... heheh, soda...
crazy americans! who knows what they'll do next?!! give women the right to vote, i suppose!!!
11/04/01
i haven't written anything in a while..
i have updated the page some.. made a new adventure.. featuring the olsen twins.... come on, they were asking to be bashed.. and i wasn't even as gratuitously mean as i could have been.. i just called them monkey-children and elf-like...
i made a shirt much cooler with a glue gun today.. it's nice stuff...
i went to frenchy's on saturday and bought a winter jacket.. but i went to get it dry-cleaned, because someone could've died in it or something....
i get a drive to school today... it's raining, and gerard was working late last night, so dad's driving us... what a nice, nice man...
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