BLAH.
I'm soooo bored and tired and sleepy and I have so much to do!!
I think I'll work some more on the site tonight, after I take a nap, and I'll try to reply to some of my emails too.. blah blah blah, etc, etc..
Right now I just feel wholly uninteresting and uninterested. :) I'll come back later, tho!
(And I probably still won't be more interesting, but at least I won't be falling asleep at my comp.)
Thursday, December 14, 2000 05:34 a.m.
TOSTITOS!
Brad's at the store right now getting some Tostitos. We're going to make nachos. Mmmmm.. :)
I've been soooo busy with this stupid media english project. Blah. Its gonna be awesome tho!! (YAY!!) I've been super busy with other stuff too -- christmas shopping and such, plus all this organization for Bethday 2000. But here's my first draft of my english project, The Artistry Industry.
You know what I like? I like the idea of a gay font. [Fontalicious Fonts]
Wednesday, December 13, 2000 10:33 p.m.
I went shopping!! YAY!!
Brr. Damn, its cold down here.
So anyway, I'm working on this project for media english, something about the Artistry Industry. All about design and stuff, fonts, etc. Busy busy busy. I'll put the link up here when I'm finished.
I bought some presents tonight. Ok. A present. And Mel was with me, so she saw it, and it was for her. I got it at le chateau, its this sleeveless white shirt with a big glittery red rose on the front. Its sooo pretty. I went shopping all weekend. I bought my lovely cousin Erin some soft pastels, a sketch pad and a necklace, and I got my cousin Beth a Funsaver camera and photo album (cos we're having a BethDay on Saturday / Sunday). I got my cousin Melissa a necklace & some incense, and I got Max two books and a stuffed tiger. I got um, what else did I get? Ok, I can't remember.
I'm so selfish this year. I wasn't selfish last year, but I'm pretty goddamn selfish in 2000. Me and Melissa were discussing our selfishness while on the escalator up to Sears, where Melissa was going to buy her mom a cappacuno maker. Last year, we were all like, "No presents for us. Give them to starving orphans." Now, this year, we're all like, "Screw the orphans. I want my goddamn yellow sweater."
I went to go see Dungeons & Dragons last night w/ Brad. I was bored. The movie was dumb. I felt like a total loser. Perhaps it wasn't the subject, but the movie was just so DUMB. And there was like, five people in the theatre. The day after opening night.
I promise Marsden, you're not missing anything. Ugh.
Monday, December 11, 2000 10:46 a.m.
My Christmas List
1. New Pj's. With penguins on them. Their purple. And they have pants. Nightgowns suck.
2. A new dog. Mine, lovable as she is, has unidentifiable somethings in her beard. And she hates me. So I'd like a doberman please.
3. Anything from Global Experiences. Like, for instance, a wooden cat, a medium sized wooden box/trunk thingy (their under those demented hanging monkeys) a journal (a cool one. Please. No TEDDY BEARS.), basically ANYTHING there.
4. The Charlie's Angels Soundtrack.
5. One of those over-priced record books from Hallmark (or was it Carlton?? I can't remember.) Anyway, their colourful-ish and you can record, um, stuff in them.. ( ? )
6. A VIDEO CAMERA!! YAY!! (No, I am not deluding myself. There's always Santa.)
7. A wide assortment of movies. Basically anything. I especially like cheesy eightie's movies. And Muppet specials. Please don't get me anything with Emilio Estevez or Charlie Sheen tho. Thankyou, but no. I'll make up a more extensive list later.
8. Books. There was this one book I wanted to read last year about some guy who carries a fridge ( ? ) around Ireland. I think it was called 'Round Ireland with a, um, Fridge. Or it could have been a stove. It was some sort of appliance.
9. Paintings, etc. But I'd actually rather pick those out myself. I'm very choosy with what I like. For instance, all flower portraits should be burned.
10. Art supplies. Pastels, paints, canvas, paper. Preferably pastels in a 24 pack, cos there's lots of colours. Colours are good. :)
11. The Almost Famous Soundtrack. I think.
Hmm.. that's all I can think of right now. I'll post the things I'm getting for other people a little bit later -- that list is always quite loooong. :) Christmas shopping is fun.
Saturday, December 9, 2000 02:36 p.m.
We can fly!! We can fly!!
Yup. So I went babysitting tonight and watched a quarter of Peter Pan. I also watched half of Mulan and most of the Little Mermaid.
It was snowing out earlier today, and I started thinking about when I lived in Saskatoon, and used to pray for a thunderstorm / tornado / and/or blizzard. I had it all planned: Hording my cheese and crackers, me and my family and my best friend Bonnie would hide away in my basement, the storage area, and protect ourselves in amongst the moth-eaten clothing and giant boxes. We used to have a lot of thunderstorms. I can remember my dad waking me up at 1:00 am to go watch a lightning storm outside when I was twelve. The sky was all these different shades of purple and although there wasn't any rain; lightning zigzagged across the sky in large white streaks, and the wind swished past us violently.
It was a lot like one of those Alien Abduction movies, where the UFO is up above its victims, suctioning everything in like a giant drainpipe, while the people below it look up in looks of stupidity and wonder bathed in eerie light, the wind force blowing their hair back from their faces.
Hm. I miss Saskatoon. I think.
Saturday, December 9, 2000 02:21 p.m.
::No:: ::More:: ::Symbols::
Here that skippy?? NO MORE SYMBOLS.
I've made a conscience effort to cheer myself up. That's right. Cheer cheer cheer. Erm.
I may be overly-perky in the next few days. Just put it down to an over-achiever-um..ness.
I'm going out on Friday, and I'm going Christmas shopping on Saturday. And I'm listening to Call Me by Blondie, which is fairly upbeat, right?
Its still under the surface, but I can't keep on being depressed. I feel slightly guilty about it, but its partly the entire school atmosphere today; moving on and such. So..I'm..moving...on.
I hope.
Thursday, December 7, 2000 05:32 a.m.