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I am laughing hysterically because I can. ----- I'm in a very good mood right now. I like it. ----- I cried today for the first time in a while. But it wasn't because I was sad. We all went to Sandi's house after we went shopping (save Georgia) and we watched Stigmata. It is one of the most terrifying movies I've ever seen. (Not that I saw much of it. I spent most of the time cowering behind Leanne's shoulder.) Yes, I was so scared, I cried. I am a huge weeniedoo It's never happened before, but it seemed very cleansing. Afterwards, I was incredibly happy and could not be brought down. I like that feeling. ----- I have been informed that my soccer game tomorrow is at five o'clock, which means that I will be a little late for Love's party. ----- Early morning fights are rather amusing when you're not involved. My mom and my brother were screaming at each other this morning because my brother couldn't find his jacket. Things that just occurred to me: 1) How absent-minded do you have to be to lose a suede jacket in your own house? 2) How many twelve year-olds have suede jackets?). Things that made the fight hysterical: 1) My brother is going through puberty (hehe) and so whenever he screams something, (which happens a lot (it's puberty!)) his voice cracks. 2) My mother is going through early menopause and is incredibly stressed (not normally a good thing; you have to be in a really good mood to appreciate it's comedic potential) with the spa, regular job, She, therefore, says completely irrational and irrelevant things. ----- I bought a Transformers shirt today. Autobots are better but the Decepticons' logo is honestly much nicer. I think I was swindled as I paid twenty-five fucking dollars for it. Though I will love it and cherish it and keep it forever until it wears out and I have to buy a new one. ----- I played a REALLY nice guitar today. It was a black Danelectro with a white pickguard. It was 365 marked down from 512 because the tape on the sides was peeling. I tried to get the salesman (a probably-19-year-old dopey-sounding guy who was most likely stoned) to knock off a couple of bucks because of the aesthetic defects and he consented to fifty dollars. I played for a little while longer and then the manager came around. He was a really sleazy-looking, scheming salesman type that could probably sell you your own foot if you gave him an hour of your time. He said that it was so cheap because of the problems and that the price wouldn't go any lower. I did not appreciate that. Though it's not like I was actually going to buy it anyway. I would really like to have it but I want t a sword more and a sword is only 185 dollars (though with the dagger (which I so DESPERATELY NEED) the total would come up to 270$ (BEFORE TAXES! (Fuck)) ----- I don't understand why women shave their legs. It seems like the most insanely useless thing to do. It seems as though I am the only guy on the planet that doesn't mind hair where it naturally grows on EVERYONE. I am totally indifferent to whether a woman's' legs (or anyone's', for that matter) are hairy or not and it seems like such a waste of time. And it's not like it's a highly visible area either. (Rather amusing thought "If you're gonna wear pants like a man, your legs better be hairy like a mans'," That falls into the "it's so stupid it's funny at 1:42 in the morn".) ----- This ramble has been fuelled by Doublestuf Oreos and slightly-warmer-than-fridge-temperature milk. I have too many cookiedoos in my tumbliedoo! Please excuse any bodily noises that might occur after a series of five equal signs. ===== Burp |