You HAVE to go read once more with hobbits. its just too fucking funny.
An excerpt, of “Ill Never Tell”
LEGOLAS:
He’s short
GIMLI:
He’s pretty
LEGOLAS:
He thinks his jokes are witty
GIMLI:
He hums some elven ditty
As we run along
LEGOLAS:
He’s gross, and hairy
GIMLI:
He acts like he’s a fairy
LEGOLAS:
He’s stubborn and contrary
Stupid and headstrong
i LOVE Gimli..and Legolas is very pretty. so go read it, its worth it!
My to-do list. cause you care.
Monday:
Pick up books for TRAC class
Pick up MP3 player from UPS (whee!)
Attend rehearsal for Vagina Monologues (My Vagina is My Village)
Tuesday:
Locate AIMs college and the classrooms there in
Deposit money in bank
Swear at lack of funds in bank
Call students for meetings
Call JonPaul for help with work
See if Gilmore Girls is a rerun
Wednesday
Pick up more tylenol PM
Check to see if Angel is a rerun..and if Spike appears without his shirt
Thursday
Pick up more black and white film
Grab camera, film and dinner
Photography class (it was a christmas present!)
Friday
Hide from world
Refuse to get out of bed
Eat cookies
Busybusybusy! lots to do!
A man cross country skiing with his dog..in a baby carrier pack.
A bunch of deer ignoring a man while eating his trees.
A CD burner installed, complete with irriation and cussing.
Anything interesting for you, this new year?
Well, Christmas dinner was fun..i think.
I asked my cousin how she was doing..shes the mother of one of the hoodlums..and i got to hear a 20 minute play by play of all the grief her son is giving her.
Yay.
There was plenty of food. Turkey, 2 kinds of sweet potatos, 8 POUNDS of okra (and we killed it. all that was left was one little plastic baggy), angel biscuit, green beans, some apple cheese thing, dressing..i cant even remember what else.
YUUUUMMMMMM. Okra..
I, as always, sit at the kids table with my four male cousins, the hoodlums and the delenquints. One hoodlum and one delenquint just got out of rehab this week. one for alcohol and one for meth. so they sat at the table and compared rehab centers.
“No man, the food was soo good, i almost didnt care i was sober!”
interesting.
then, after all the clean up, the ladies sqeeing over mom’s new josh groban cd, the boys decimating anything that resembled food, it was off to the grandparents to open MORE presents.
grandmother kept apologizing for me not having anything to open (i had plenty), and that i should blame my mother for it.
Seeing as my mom has been running back and forth to the hospital to check on my grandma (her mother), and didnt have time to go shopping, im not exactly going to get upset about not having eight thousand things to open.
daddy fell asleep in his chair while we were doing presents, and i was lying on the floor trying to catch Pez bubbles in my mouth as my cousin was blowing them. poor mom just looked exhausted.
and we dont know when grandma will get out of the hospital.
Merry Something anyway.
Screech, you cant elope!
Who are you calling a cantalope, you melonhead?
-Saved by the Bell, Beldin and Screech
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2 cows are grazing in a field.
One looks up and asks, “have you heard about this mad cow disease?”
The other replies, “yeah. its really scary.”
First cow, “Makes me glad Im a penguin.”
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Anyway, i arrived in georgia on sunday, and so far, its been crazy. my grandma is still sick, (she also asked me to be in her wedding – i told her she could be in mine, seeing as im pretty sure she’s not getting married), one of my good friends just had a nervous breakdown..literally, and my mom is going to spontaneously combust from stress here fairly soon.
Gah.
If im not back with amusing stories in the next day or so..like my dad’s opinion that i should become a housewife so that brandus can come home to a clean house and dinner everyday..or something…as well as the fact that my parents are more prejudiced than i remember…Have a good holiday! whichever one you choose to celebrate!