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Keegan is dead. That is all.

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Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Happy Birthday Spots!

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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Happy Birthday Neko!

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Monday, January 09, 2006

Asshats. Everyone of them.

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OMGWTFPolarBears?!?!?!?!

So... I saw Chronicles of Narnia. It ruled. Fucking excellent. I loved it so much... will own.

Tema wanted to kill me though... for the little comment of 'She's got arm jigglies' in the middle of the battle when the Ice Queen decides to take her polar bears of doom on the move.

So great to almost make a loved one snurf in the theater.

Anyhoodles, the real reason for this post today is an email I recieved, courtesy .

It's in the style of the The Skippy List, so I linked it there for ya'll who haven't seen it.

1. I will not poke Hufflepuffs with spoons, nor will I insist that their
House colors indicate that they are "covered in bees".
2. No matter how good a fake Australian accent I can do, I will not imitate
Steve Irwin during Care of Magical Creatures class.
3. Growing marijuana or hallucinogenic mushrooms is not "an extra credit project for Herbology".
4. "I've heard every possible joke about Oliver Wood's name" is not a
challenge.
5. Putting up Doug Henning posters in Filch's office is not appropriate.
6. I will not go to class skyclad.
7. The Giant Squid is not an appropriate date to the Yule Ball.
8. I will not use Umbridge's quill to write "I told you I was hardcore".
9. I will stop referring to showering as "giving Moaning Myrtle an eyeful".
10. Polishing my wand in the common room is acceptable. "Polishing my wand"
in the common room is not.
11. If a classmate falls asleep, I will not take advantage of that fact and
draw a Dark Mark on their arm.
12. House elves are not acceptable replacements for Bludgers.
13. Starting a betting pool on the fate of this year's Defence Against Dark
Arts teacher is tasteless and tacky, not a clever money-making concept.
14. I will not start every Potions class by asking Professor Snape if today's
project is suitable for use as a sexual lubricant.
15. "Liften Separatis Crotchum" is not a real spell.
16. I will not claim Chick Tracts are an accurate presentation of Muggle life.
17. Seamus Finnegan is not "after me Lucky Charms".
18. I will not refer to the Weasley twins as "bookends".
19. I will not refer to the Patil twins as "bookends".
20. I will not call the Defence Against Dark Arts teacher Kenny, even if he
is wearing an orange anorak.
21. There is no such thing as a were-thylacine.
22. I will not provide Luna Lovegood with Coast-to-Coast AM transcripts.
23. I will not bring a Magic Eight Ball to Divination class.
24. I will not place anything by Silver Ravenwolf on the library shelves.
25. Tricking a school house elf into stripping does not mean that they are
now mine, even if I yell "Pwned!".
26. I am not a sloth Animagus.
27. I am not a tribble Animagus.
28. I am allowed to have a toad, rat, cat, or owl. I am not allowed to have a
reticulated python, snow leopard, Tasmanian devil, or pirahna.
29. I do not weight the same as a duck.
30. Remus Lupin does not want a flea collar.
31. I do not have a Dalek Patronus.
32. I will not lick Trevor.
33. I will stop asking the Arithmancy teacher what the square root of -1 is.
34. The Ravenclaws are not "Mentats in training".
35. Any resemblance between Dementors and Nazgul is coincidental.
36. I will not change the password to the prefects' bath to "Makes getting
clean almost as much fun as getting dirty".
37. There is no such thing as an Invisibility Thong.
38. Professor Flitwick does not wish to be addressed as "Admiral Naismith".
39. Asking "How do you keep a Gryffindor in suspense?" and walking away is
only funny the first time.
40. I will not offer to pose nude for Colin Creevey.
41. I will not offer to pose nude for Dean Thomas.
42. It is a bad idea to tell Professor Snape he takes himself too seriously.
43. It is a bad idea to tell Professor McGonagall she takes herself too seriously.
44. I am not to Owl copies of the Evil Overlord List to suspected Death Eaters.
45. I will not offer to prepare tandoori owl.
46. I will stop asking when we will learn to make "Love Potion Number Nine".
47. I will not ask Dumbledore to show me the pointy hat trick.
48. I will not teach the first-years to sing "A Wizard's Staff Has A Knob On
The End".
49. If Ginny Weasley wanted to borrow my Darkover books, she would have said
so already.
50. I will not take out a life insurance policy on Harry Potter.

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Thursday, January 05, 2006

Wow. Long time no post.

I know, I know, I promised to keep ya'll updated, especially with the Room-mate or Doom... but hey. I work. A lot apparently, if you take my overtime log into consideration.

I suppose the difference is that with Gary's store, life at the 'Shack ain't so bad. I know what I need to be doing-- no mind games of 'what do you think you should be doing'-- and I know where we stand. Plus, I'm garaunteed a lunch break. Of 30 minutes definately, and maybe more depending on the day. I know! Amazing, isn't it?

Hells, I have to sound whingey to half the people who read this.... I I am really. To those of you who think I whine too much on my LJ? You shoul dhear me in real life.

No really. ^~

Anyhoodles, Yule rocked my face off. I'm currently working on reprogramming myself from saying 'Christmas'. I mean, I can't rant about all the shoppers pissed at me for saying 'Happy Holiday' if I myself refer to X-mas, y'know.

Mom was a total shopping beast-- more so than usual, I mean-- on Black Friday apparently, and made a 2 AM foray to Comp USA to snag a fab deal on a 30GB iPod Video. I mean, damn woman, when I joking say I want an iPod for x-mas, don't think I really mean it.... Not that I'm not psyched about it... It's the coolest toy ever and it means I won't have to scrimp my own pennies to buy myself one... and I guess You really do know the meaning of Yule with the whole giving more than getting and surprising the hell out of your kids.

Of course, we got you good on the morning of, when you came sneaking into the spare room to wake up Tema and me.... It was so hilarious to hear that squall when we both turned out to be awake and started tickling you. That rocked.

Also got some cool wall-art and some chatelaine accessories... Gods I got so much stoof and lurved it all.

The New Year's Party was a blast. As usual, there were abounding jello shots and drunken people crashing everywhere when I woke up the next morning. Of course... the events of the night are slightly hazy, but I know it was all good... umm... good fun. Heh.

Dennis-- one of Blue's buddies-- brought over a PS2 game called Rumble Roses and a pr0n by the name of Sex Trek-- The Last Orgasm, or something like that. OMG. The game kicked ass, I totally bought a copy-- 10 bucks at Toys 'r Us, who wouldn't?-- the next morning.

But the funny part was the amount of drunks gawping at the tv as the intro played, then the collective 'This is the best game _EVER_!'. It's not that great, but when you're drunk... mudwrestling kicks ass.

I rememeber making it into the kitchen some time during the pr0n, but I don't remember how I ended up on the floor by the fridge working the door open. I remember making the little pile of jello shot cups... But I don't remember kissing Staypuft. Odd that.

You'd think someone who hates kissing would remember that. Ah well.

The Roomie Sitch is as always, tolerable. My complaints will probably stay the same and remain that way. I recognize the fact tht I can be a stone-cold bitch, but she should recognize that she's an idiot. If you're not going to eat hamburger, don't eat meat period. You're not allowed to whine about the poor cows while you're sitting on your ass chowing roast beef smothered in BBQ sauce.

You are also not the only person in the house with a job. Yes your feet hurt. Suck it up or get a new one. You were the one who chose Applebee's over Bass Pro.

So what if I'm a mean bitch? Get over it. And do remember, you are not the only person who does anything in that house. Tema does far more than you will ever think about doing, Ms. 'Oh While You're Up...'

And I'm done with that. I refuse to dwell on her inanities and stupidities for too long. Remind me sometime to get ya'll a transcript though.

At work now on lunch, getting ready for inventory. I can only hope that Gary's right an we're out of here by 11... I don't want to be here at 3:30 like Ozark was last night. Poor guys.

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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Holy Cats.

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Thursday, December 08, 2005

WTF?!?!?!?!

Someone _please_ tell me what the frilly heck is going on? Asshattery is so overrated, ya'll.

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