August 28th, 2002

Sparky the Dancing Crack Owl!

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Random note: I am addicted to cinnamon Life cereal. I'm serious. It's a sad, sad thing. *munch* Cinnamon-y, too.

I am going to Houston on Friday afternoon, right after my English class (so I should get there around 1, 2 pm). I am staying through Sunday for my Grandfather's birthday, since I have Monday off.
*BIG FUCKING GRIN*
Kevin is coming to Houston on Saturday.
EeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeEEEEEeeeeEEEEeeeeee! [How many times must I explain that noise - it's a happy sound, dammit! Happy!]
He gets to meet my family and be scarred for life by my siblings.
And we'll get to SEE each other. Yay.
Bless my mommy, for she agreed to this.
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AAAHHH!
Cable is out. *cry, whimper, sob*
Though... odd... The box isn't even showing that it's receiving power...
...
No, the outlet just decided it didn't want anything else plugged into it. Damned outlet. Behave!
Organzing my apartment obsessive-compulsively between classes. Fun.

Algebra makes me want to kill things.
Not because the professor's accent (Indian, I believe) is so strong that it is extremely difficult to understand most of what he says, nor because there are more people than available seats, but rather because I could do this stuff in 7th grade. This makes Algebra very boring. And I wish that they'd told us about the testing out of it before the deadline. It would have been nice. As is, I am seriously
Emily appears to be settled in at the University of Arkansas (she wanted to get as far away from high school as she could, apparently). Goody for her. She also shares my algebraic pain.

To-do today/tomorrow:
  • Laundry. Need pants for journey to Houston. Yes. Towels also need a wash.
  • Give apartment a good, thorough scrubbing. I will seek out these stupid ants and DESTROY THEM! BUAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA*cough* yes. well, I mopped and vaccuumed. Good enough!
  • Organize each and every item in this apartment, like the freak I am. Then ignore it for three weeks, wait 'til it's a mess again, repeat.
  • Figure out when school rec center is available for exercise. If it's times are not at all forgiving of my schedule, locate some sort of gym in town that's open 24 hours (I will gladly exercise at 2 AM if it means no one will be there with me. I have this thing about HATING people seeing me), and figure out if I can afford membership.
  • Finish English essay (already begun, halfway finished)
  • Do Algebra problems
  • obtain cell-type phonage. *hiss*

    Is it weird when your typical greeting, both online and off, involves gnawing upon a person's succulent flesh?
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    All right, it's happened again.
    Which one of you lot is sneaking into my apartment at night and beating me about the legs with a stick? I've got bruises on my knee that I can't account for. I know I'm not bumping into things anywhere near hard enough to cause these bruises...
    Hmmm.

    I also managed to rip off most of my right pinky-toenail. Poor pinky-toenail. It's mostly off, but there's enough of it still attached with nerves and such that it pains. I shall rip it off - to much blood and gore, I have no doubt - at a later time. Perhaps in the morning when I am numb.

    I am happy for crotalus_atrox. Yay. (I really am happy for her, it's just that a 'Yay' is about as much enthusiasm as I can muster for anything at 11:26 pm while sleepy)
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