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lil' ol' crazy me
hehe, i love confusing the neighbors.
03:01 p.m. on Friday, August 29, 2003
Sigh
Did something more than painful to my wrist, and meanwhile can's stop thinking about a certain person...Well, make that two...
02:57 p.m. on Friday, August 29, 2003
Whew
That little rant made me feel better.
06:13 p.m. on Wednesday, August 27, 2003
Fed Up
I have officially given up on calling people. Well, it was kinda funny when I called Caleb and his dad answered, but other than that it's no good! Stupid Papa John's put me on hold, came back, got my order, said they needed to make sure they knew where the address is, then left for another 7 minutes, meanwhile various people came on and tried to get my order while I explained that the dude was looking up the adress to each of them. Then he comes back "Did we get your order?" Yes. "And your address." Yes. "Then I don't see a reason for you to be on the phone." Grrr. It makes me mad when people try act like it was my fault, when really it's not. This, plus the phonebook incident has caused me to give up phones.
06:09 p.m. on Wednesday, August 27, 2003
My new worst enemy
Phone books are officially the enemy! I picked it up today with a simple task and it had to go make my life so complicated! Okay, I needed to call someone in my section and find out when the sectional was..."Steven. He plans them, he should know...Sparks." There are about 12 'Sparks' in the phone book. "Alright then, Autumn, she always knows everything...Bell." There are about 27 Bells in the phone book. "Dykes! That isn't a common last name." There were about five, Annie had his number though and gave it too me. BEEP BEEP! was what I got from that. "Ertsgaard! No one has that last name!" Sure enough, only one was in the phone book, so I dial it feeling pretty good. "Hi! Is Nick there?" "Huh?" "NICK." "He doesn't live here." The other two I couldn't remember their last names, and the last wouldn't know anyway. As you can see, phonebooks are extremely evil unless you want to order pizza.
10:58 p.m. on Tuesday, August 26, 2003
Song of the week
Brown Eye Girl. It's MY song.
And the song I just downloaded. I am Cow. Oh man, you all have to hear that song. It is so great!!
10:56 p.m. on Tuesday, August 26, 2003
In pain
My stomach has been giving me numurous difficulties lately. grrrrmf.
04:02 p.m. on Monday, August 25, 2003
mm mm good.
Pirated Pirate Music. mmmmmmmmm. I could live off this stuff. Duh duh duh duh don DON DON.
10:58 p.m. on Saturday, August 23, 2003
Yo Ho, Yo Ho, A Pirate's Life For Me.
Yo ho, Yo ho, a Pirates life for me.
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot. Drink up me 'earties yo ho! We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Drink up me hearties, Yo ho.
Yo Ho! Yo Ho! a pirates life for me!
We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack. Drink up me hearties, yo ho!
Maraud and embezzle and even highjack, drink up me hearties, Yo Ho.
Yo Ho, Yo Ho, A pirate's life for me.
We Kindle and char and inflame and ignite, drink up me hearties Yo Ho.
We burn up the city we're really a fright, drink up me hearties Yo ho.
We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villain and knaves, drink up me hearties, Yo Ho.
We're devils and blacksheep, we're really bad eggs, drink up me hearties, Yo Ho.
Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me!
We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do well cads, drink up me hearties, Yo Ho.
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies 'n dads, drink up me hearties, Yo Ho.
Yo Ho, Yo Ho, A Pirate's Life For Me.
01:09 p.m. on Saturday, August 23, 2003
Ready to Jam...almost
Wheee I am so excited. According to Sven, Basses are a lot less then a though (couple hundred) so I am close to getting on, how cool is that!? Well, it's very cool.
10:33 p.m. on Friday, August 22, 2003
Spazinator
Psycho Pooch has set a new spaz out record this morning.
10:15 a.m. on Friday, August 22, 2003
random note.
my brother and my dog are laying on the floor.
11:15 p.m. on Thursday, August 21, 2003
*cough*
Yet another pointless entry brought to you by...Lauren's mind!
11:14 p.m. on Thursday, August 21, 2003
What a night (again)
Far too often I have to eat my own words. Every time I say I don't want to go to something I end up having a okay to great time. But I guess that causes numurous pleasant surprises... I showed up late, played the wrong note for tuning, had to chase annie because she ran off with my music (way to go, bugger), being 'forced' to pick up the reminants of silly string, being viciously attacked by a silly string baring Nick, sounds like a horrible night huh? I am one odd kiddo... The best part was when I (attempted to) silly string Brett's trombone. I couldn't do it though, so Nick had to help me. Now you are probably wondering why mild mannered lil' Lauren would do such I thing. I know, it's astonishing. It was merely an act to help my fellow Bones...
Steve and Nick: We should silly string Brett's horn, since he is always late...
Nick: Do it, Steve
Steve:I'm supposed to be a good example
Nick: So am I!
*They look at me and Autmn*
*Nick hands the can to me*
Me: *too hyper for my own good* alright...
--I attempt to get the blasted can to spit out the substance while Nick yells directions at me: "Angle it up more! Press the button! No aim it better!" Finally Nick takes over dispite his previous refusal--
Steve: So who did it?
The whole bone section: LAUREN!
Me: Where'd you get that idea?
Everyone: It was LAUREN
Me: *Puts on best innocent face*
Needless to say, Brett was a little disgruntled (he was late again by the way...) but I don't think he was TOO upset. "Who did this?" "LAUREN" "Would I do something like that!?" "Everyone seems to think it was you...I think it was you." "LAUREN!" "oh!" "Heh." "Don't make a scene!" "lauren..." (Steve pulled the silly string off and Nick threw it at me) You could tell the other sections were just thinking: "Those crazy trombones..."
10:15 p.m. on Thursday, August 21, 2003
A day in the life of me
mmm. registered today. fun times. actually with hilary it was pretty funny. we discovered that if someone wanted to shoove us in a locker that we actually fit. I wore my PEACH shirt for pictures. and we went to dunkin' donuts. laughed so hard i nearly chocked to death. then i helped out with a lil' kid activity thing and ate their candy. and we got to squirt whipping cream in our mouths!! I don't want to go to marching band tonight (wah wahhhh)
04:22 p.m. on Thursday, August 21, 2003
What a night
slurpees icees in the latter pm. Bouncing around an ignorant pics house. tasteless french fries. car rides with three very awesome people. busting out the converse one stars that were sorely missed.
10:22 p.m. on Wednesday, August 20, 2003
Content
And it feels so good.
12:17 p.m. on Wednesday, August 20, 2003
Helping makes us happy.
12:05 a.m. on Wednesday, August 20, 2003
Summer Days Drifting Away...
I feel each day slip through my fingers and the dreaded September sneaking up on me. Why does summer always feel so short?
09:46 p.m. on Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Fun in the...lack of sun
Well, tonight was...fun. I got incredibly wet, but it's all good. I rediscovered what horrible aim I have but managed to hit my brother when no one else did. Amazing? I say yes. It also helped that a lot of my favorite people were there (especially one I haven't seen for a whole month almost!) I managed to get hurt several times (nothing new there) but most of them didn't leave a mark (well, a permanant one) I am really cold now and therefore getting cozy in my sweatshirt and flannel pants. yay!
09:11 p.m. on Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Fun in the...lack of sun
Well, tonight was...fun. I got incredibly wet, but it's all good. I rediscovered what horrible aim I have but managed to hit my brother when no one else did. Amazing? I say yes. It also helped that a lot of my favorite people were there (especially one I haven't seen for a whole month almost!) I managed to get hurt several times (nothing new there) but most of them didn't leave a mark (well, a permanant one) I am really cold now and therefore getting cozy in my sweatshirt and flannel pants. yay!
09:11 p.m. on Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Hop
Whoa, there was a frog hopping around in my garage. Talk about random.
11:27 p.m. on Monday, August 18, 2003
Special Alert
Something amazing happened today-- (Nope, they haven't gotten to get cows to give chocolate milk) I found a giant chunk of cheese in my bag of cheetos. I wish I had a digital camera, then I would take a picture for you all. This thing is amazing though. I should get some sort of prize. Its like the size of a penny and a lot fatter.
12:07 p.m. on Monday, August 18, 2003
Drift Away...
"Give me the beat boys and free my soul. I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away..."
11:39 a.m. on Monday, August 18, 2003
So it wasn't all bad
I miss saying OH! all the time...
09:51 a.m. on Monday, August 18, 2003
What did they do to me?
I feel so drained. You could never know what it feels like to march 12 hours a day, getting less than 5 hours a sleep a night, and eating Costco food all week, unless you had been there. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the horrible heat. My stomach is having weird spasms...I thought I was going to die and 30 minutes later it didn't hurt at all...odd.
09:48 a.m. on Monday, August 18, 2003
Wiping the slate clean
Archivin' it
09:43 a.m. on Monday, August 18, 2003
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