Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Oh hai. Again.

Still no school. THIS. IS. WHAT. I. LOVE. And THIS!

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

O hai

I have no school! This is good. Though I'm kinda full of not having school already after only going one day last week. But still. I love Jon Stewart. He is so awesome. The Oscars were fine. Not anything super funny or dramatic or whatever. Though he did bring a girl back onstage after the music cut her off. So that was cool. Um. Whose Line is also awesome. I love Colin and Ryan. They are awesome. Awesome awesome awesome.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Ugh...I hate this.

I have a stupid cold-type thing, only it's more horrible than any cold-type thing I've ever had. Yesterday, my temperature was 102.something and my chest felt all heavy and compressed and like it was filling up with sand... and cigarette butts! No, but it sucked. I felt all woozy when I got up and kept sort of choking when I tried to breathe sometimes. I still feel crappy and phlegmy. And I have to do a book report that is due tomorrow. Have not started yet. Actually, I just decided what book it was going to be on like ten minutes ago. Holes. I love that book. And have read it enough times to know the plot and stuff really well. I want to go lay down and sleep for four days.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

This is irrelevant unless you like The Office, I guess.

This's my entry for Dunder Mifflin Infinity's DwightDate matchmaker task. Was very fun making. About You: I enjoy many things. In addition, I dislike many things, also many people. Interests: Accordions, alphebetizing, bad weather, Bear Grylls, being judged, being right, criticizing, critiquing, the cultures of ancient civilizations, documentaries, drawing/sketching, individual or dual rhythmic sports, judging people, natural disasters, nature, obscure vegetables, the outdoors, reading, science fiction. What book would you take with you on a desert island? I would take "A Gnome There Was and Other Tales of Science Fiction and Fantasy", by Lewis Padgett, which was, in actuality, the pseudonym for Henry Kuttner and C. L. Moore, spouses who also went by the names Lawrence O'Donnell and C. H. Liddell. Pseudonyms are always a good idea. For everything. I don't even know my own birth name. It's safer that way: identity theft. Which animal best represents you? A praying mantis. I am quick, an exceptional hunter, have excellent vision, and am a diligent and efficient worker. Name one place that you'd like to visit and why: Mesopotamia. It's called "the cradle of civilization". Mesopotamians were pretty much geniuses. They invented the wheel, and, much more importantly, methods of flood control and irrigation. I'd like to personally thank the natives for their contributions to modern day farming. Your idea of a perfect day: Get up at 4 AM. Sit out on my porch until the sun starts to rise. Watch it. Have breakfast. Read. Feed the chickens and chase and provoke them. Then do some other stuff. Doesn't matter to me as long as I can have my glass of beet juice at the end of the day. Choose three words that describe your ideal mate: Intelligent, devoted, intense. What would you do in the event of an American black bear attack? The first defense againt attack is not getting attacked in the first place by avoiding bears. If you must travel through a bear infested area, wear a bear bell or sing a lively tune. You can also purchase bear spray. If a bear does see you, do not act rashly: sudden movements provoke them. If the bear attacks, drop into the fetal position. At this point, you're pretty much dead anyway. Write an excerpt from a story involving two robots, an ongoing war with cattle, and a small grocery store chain on the moons of Jupiter. "Noooooo!" the humanoid robot screamed as the stampede of cattle came hurtling towards him and his wife Rosie. They quickly dove inside Produce Pete's Cosmic Organic Beets, narrowly missing the herd of steer that now flew past, rattling the windows and causing a lone bottle of beetroot laxative to fall off the shelf. The glass bottle slowly floated towards the cold, cracked concrete...

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Well now...

It seems I have not written anything for like three weeks. We're doing this thing in economics, investing in the stocks and whatnot, at Josh and TJ and Emily and Kristen and Kim and I and Mr. Tanner are all playing; we each started with $1000, and there's no commission for trades, so we can buy and sell as much as we want. It's fun. And has turned us all against eachother somewhat. We're competetive. But yesterday, everyone did suckily and I dropped below the 1000 by like 25, so I restarted. Every two weeks, the person who's doing the best gets extra credit. Whee.