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About me!
Name: Daphne
Aliases: Skarlatha, Skari, Macy, Yaffa
Age: 19
Location: Planet Earth
I Love
Phish Food, Ramen noodles, Gackt, Saliva
I Hate
Liars, excessive drama, stupid drivers
I Want
A Cube of Joy, Christmas to get here
My favorite things!
Books: Martin the Warrior (Brian Jacques), Rebecca (Daphne du Maurier), The Count of Monte Cristo (Alexandre Dumas), Magic's Pawn (Mercedes Lackey)
Angry Songs: "Always" (Saliva), "Rollin'" (Limp Bizkit), "Nine Spiral" (Gackt), "Releasing the Demons" (Godsmack)
Love Songs: "Forever Love" (X Japan), "Iris" (Goo Goo Dolls), "All My Life" (K-Ci and Jojo)
Silly Songs: "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything" (Veggie Tales), "Amish Paradise" (Weird Al), "The Song of the Cebu" (Veggie Tales), "Trash Day" (Weird Al)
Color: Green
Games: The Sims, Zelda
Also a plug for the talented one who did this layout:
WARNING
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. *squeakie!*
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Never talk to strangers!
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. *giggles*
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Danielle is hysterical!
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. I don't get it at all.
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. There's noplace here, what were you expecting?
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Patheticness
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. A thought-by-thought account of skydiving
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Unexpected Free Time Syndrome (UFTS)
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Waiting
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Lookee! I'm alive!
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. *cries*
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Homesick
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. In Hate
I hate you. Just the thought of you makes me ill. How could you treat me this way? Don't you remember all of the good times we had? When you CARED about what I needed and you did all you could to get it for me? I was never bad to you. Sure, we had our little spats... but why couldn't you just get over them? I have ALWAYS loved you! You just hate me, and therefore I hate you back. The last few times we've been together, you have screwed me over and that really ticks me off. So I hate you with everything in my soul. You are the most horrible thing that has ever happened to me. I hate you, Kazaa.
Skari Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Cow tippin'
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Feelin' Down
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Random ramblings
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. *dies laughing AGAIN*
FAIRY TALE JOSEY could see that BUTT-UGLY SHANE was hungry so he reached into his PILLBOX and gave him his DEMONIC TATER TOTS. BUTT-UGLY SHANE was thankful for JOSEY's TATER TOTS, so he told JOSEY a very LEPROUS story about Queen AMBER's daughter AMELIA. How her mother, the PERIWINKLE Queen AMBER, kept her locked away in a FIREHOUSE protected by a gigantic FLAMINGO, because AMELIA was so YELLOW. JOSEY SLAPPED. He vowed to BUTT-UGLY SHANE the PROSTITUTE that he would save the YELLOW AMELIA. He would PEEL the FLAMINGO, and take AMELIA far away from her evil mother, the PERIWINKLE Queen AMBER, and SCARE her. Then, all of the sudden, there was an ANGELIC DUST DEVIL and BUTT-UGLY SHANE the PROSTITUTE began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic FLAMINGO from his story. PERIWINKLE Queen AMBER SMELLED out from behind a HAT and struck JOSEY dead. In the far off FIREHOUSE you could hear a MOO. THE END. Make your own Fairy Tale at fuali.com Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. What about Josey's hat?
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. *blinks sleepily*
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. *dances around holding tickets*
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Wow... not singing Saliva...
Questions? Comments? Post on my message board here. Condemnation
Bad Drivers Judy Smith PETA Members Republicans The Man Who Wrote "Lord of the Flies" River Styx George Bush River Phlegyas Britney Spears Militant Religious People People Who Talk On Cell Phones In Movies Yay! *claps for hell*
Monday, November 10, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 12:09 a.m.
Current Music: [Hallelujah] from Shrek
WARNING. You are about to be subjected to mindless blithering idiocy related to gushy emotions. If the prospect of this disturbs you in any way... I suggest you stop reading right now and go, I don't know, look up porn or something. This is not the place for you. END OF WARNING. *sigh of happiness* Saturday... I went out with Daniel. He picked me up at 4 in the afternoon. I did not get back until after 3 am. We saw a movie (S.W.A.T.). Then we went out to dinner at Jade East. Then we went and played pool for three hours, where I met one of his friends (Will) who had really cold hands and a wussy handshake. But that's okay. And then he took me to a coffee house where we sat until they threw us out. Then we went to Steak n' Shake and got ice cream. But the coffee shop was the best part. He held my hand and we talked and talked and talked... He has the most gorgeous eyes... We talked and never got bored - it was amazing. And there was candlelight and soft lamps, and there were lots of people in there but I don't remember ever having been as focused on any one person in my life. Not even Garrith, believe it or not. And he was all talking about how he wanted to kiss me and hold my hand - *lets loose a shriek of happiness* It was great. Nine straight hours of conversation. I... I don't know what to think. What can you feel for someone you've only known for a week and a half? Not love, obviously, it's FAR too early for that. But is it even too early for a crush? I can't imagine how so. If he doesn't turn out to be totally different from what I've thought, then I could totally see myself falling for him. And that's weird. Because I don't do this. It takes me forever to even be FRIENDS with people after I meet them. Do you know what? He brought me a rose! A ROSE! *sigh!* No guy has ever given me a rose, except Garrith and that was just because he had to buy me a corsage for prom. And his mother picked it out, anyway. Daniel bought the rose for me himself. Granted, I think he said his sister helped him find the right one, but still. He had a say in it. Courtney says that this whole situation "can cause total tooth decay in three seconds flat" but hey! What better way to lose one's teeth? *giggle* I'm in the best mood ever...
Thursday, November 6, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 06:28 p.m.
Current Music: [Otherside] Red Hot Chili Peppers
Last night was SO COOL! I had such a great time. Saw the new Matrix movie (Revolutions) at the IMAX. Which means it was gigantic. I loved it. It was so fun. I saw it with Daniel. Daniel is so nice! *sigh* I really hope he had as much fun as I did because I would hate to be sitting here gushing about him if he's somewhere talking about what a freaky weirdo I am or something. I'm just proud that I went through with the date. I just about passed out with nervousness while I was waiting for him to call/get here. You can ask... well... anyone who saw me. Anyway. I'm supposed to do something with him Saturday... not sure what yet, but I'll let you know. I'm in such a good mood!
Wednesday, November 5, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 09:35 a.m.
Current Music: [Make Me Believe] Godsmack
I have a random rant today. It is about how your parents tell you to never talk to strangers. Okay, so by this rule, you should never meet ANYBODY. Your prospective boss? A STRANGER! You can't talk to him at the job interview. Your teachers? ALL STRANGERS! No participating in class. And God forbid you ever get a job that requires you to interact with people, such as a cashier or a businessperson. All the people you will be talking to are strangers. And at school! Even when you were a little kid - all those kids playing in the sandbox were strangers! No talking to them! So let's face it, your parents wanted you to be a hermit. Some parents want their kids to be doctors, lawyers, astronauts, truck drivers, NASCAR drivers, etc. Your parents wanted you to be a hermit. Like John the Baptist, except without all the crowds of followers. Eating locusts and whatnot, because you can't raise livestock without having some livestock to start your farm with and you'd have to buy the cows from a stranger (or steal them, which would make you have to talk to the police, who are also strangers). I guess you could find some wild vegetables and stuff. But that would be a really sorry existance. And to take it a step further... weren't your parents strangers once? Did you know them when you came out of the womb? Of course not! You were wet and cold and extremely unhappy, and even if you had a vague idea of where you came from you didn't know what the hell was going on. And even if you had a vague idea about your mother, you'd never really met her, had you? And your father's even worse. Nobody remembers being a sperm unless they are using powerful hallucinogens. So therefore, by logical association, your parents hate you and don't want to talk to you. Not only that, but they don't want you to make anything of yourself, because the only real way to advance in the world is to talk to people, all of whom were once strangers. Unless of course your goal in life is to be the world's most secluded hermit, in which case you'd be doing good. Although even if you got that honor, you'd never hear about it. Just think about that whenever you want to tell your children not to talk to strangers.
Tuesday, November 4, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 09:12 p.m.
Current Music: [Smells Like Nirvana] Weird Al
I am in a good mood. *grin* *dances around* I got to talk to my Morgie and my lil sister and my mom and my dad. Also I had a really great time at the Godsmack concert last night. *giggles* It was great.
Thursday, October 30, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 11:13 p.m.
Current Music: [Truly Madly Deeply] Savage Garden
I really wish that everyone could know Danielle. I just got off the phone with her about an hour ago, and I swear I laughed for 90% of the time. She was reading me these little things she'd written, and it was hilarious. Speaking of Danni... Morgan's not online! *cries* I haven't talked to him in a few days, and he's pretty neat. We have interesting conversations. Courtney's not online either, and that's really sad because we usually have interesting conversations too. So the only person who's online is Ashley, and I don't like to IM her because she's usually busy and I feel guilty for interrupting. (not that I am implying anything, really) So.... this leaves me with being really bored. I should probably go ahead and go to bed because I am smart enough to realize that if I studied for my anthro test right now, I wouldn't remember anything. So I am going to get up moderately early and study. I know most of the stuff, so it will mainly be a review, but I still need to go over it. *sigh* Okay... I'll go find something to do now...
Thursday, October 30, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 12:23 a.m.
Current Music: [A Moment Like This] Kelly Clarkson
I have this friend, right? And it's really a friend, this isn't me saying that I have "a friend" so I don't have to admit my own problems. Anyway. For reasons of privacy, we will call this person Sally. Sally is one of the best people I know, for real. So anyway, Sally is kind of down right now, and I don't blame her one bit. I just don't get why all that stuff has happened to her in so short a time, and I wish I could say something to help her but all I can do is be there for her and listen when she needs to rant. I just wanted to announce to the void, if it is listening, to just lay off Sally. She doesn't deserve all that. END OF RANT. On a (slightly) lighter note, I have been spending probably 90% of my non-class, non-sleeping time for the past three days playing Final Fantasy VII and frightening everyone in my dorm by periodically shrieking, "NO! I'M NOT READY TO FIGHT SEPHIROTH!" followed by a loud sigh of relief when I realize that it's still too early in the game for me to have to fight him. I hope. If I'm wrong, don't disillusion me. But... that part with Sephiroth in the fire? That was a damn cool cutscene (pardon my language). I sat there whimpering until Karen asked me what was wrong. When I told her, she laughed at me. She's not a gamer. She doesn't understand. But the good news is... I had the door propped open while I played, and I got more people stopping by to talk to me about the game than I have EVER had people stop by for ANY other reason! Most of them were guys, of course, but still. That's not an entirely bad thing.
Sunday, October 26, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 10:57 p.m.
Current Music: [Don't Drink the Water] Dave Matthews Band
I am less bored now... my roomies are back and I have been actually BUSY today. Here is my day: Woke up. Took car to Pep Boys. Went to Aunt Alicia's for lunch. Went back to Pep Boys. Waited. Waited more. Read National Geographic while waiting. Waited some more. Played Tennis on phone while waiting. Waited. Got fed up with waiting and went to complain. Was told that car had been finished for thirty minutes and they just hadn't bothered to tell me. Was angry. Payed for repairs. Went to dorm to change into dressier clothes. Went to choir concert. Went back to Aunt Alicia's. Took shower. Watched about ten minutes of Ocean's Eleven. Dried hair. Went to Friday's with Aunt Alicia. Ordered orange chicken. Tried to name all the Presidents. Ate orange chicken. Came back to dorm. Checked to see if Tampa Bay won. Did laundry. Talked to Tater. Talked to Danielle. Brought laundry back to room. Got online to talk to Courtney, Richard, and Lauren. *grin* It's been a pretty decent day.
Saturday, October 25, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 01:38 a.m.
Current Music: Silence
I am pathetic. I have now watched six movies in the past two days. American Pie (1 & 2), What a Girl Wants, 40 Days and 40 Nights, The Importance of Being Earnest, and The Astronaut's Wife. I liked them all... well, at least to some extent. And I think I'm gonna watch a bunch more movies tomorrow. I dunno. I'm bored.
Monday, October 20, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 10:58 p.m.
Current Music: Sounds of football
Okay, we're getting in the plane. This parachute rig is heavy. It's a really small plane... is that duct tape? Won't think about it. Okay, taking off... this is kinda like watching the planes I was in on my Brazil trip take off, except noisier. The ground is getting smaller. Okay... DOOR? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DOOR? I'M NOT READY FOR THE DOOR TO... okay, the door's open now. Man, we're really high. He has my pilot chute. That's good. Okay, stepping out... it's all good, my feet are firmly planted on the step... We're really high up. Okay, moving out on the strut... I'm going to let go of my feet and hang off the strut... SEXUAL INTERCOURSE! OH SEXUAL INTERCOURSE! (Note: Please notice that at certain times in this narrative, synonyms were used in place of the actual thoughts. You will know.) Falling... death... splat... oh excrement... excrement excrement excrement... ARCH! Arch arch arch... yes... EXCREMENT! Parachute! Look up... it's sexual intercoursing malfunctioning! Falling... death... splat... no, maybe not... unfurling... NIIIIICE. Down. Farms. Barns. Cow. Teensy cow. Teensy interstate. Small cars. RADIO. Okay... toggles. I have toggles. Yes... here they are. Calming down. Turn right. Nice. Hard right. Oooh, spinning. Like Six Flags. With the teensy cows below me. Spin spin spin. Spin the other way. Look! A teensy man! It looks like I could squash him with my thumb... No, wait, he has the radio. No squashing. Okay, I'm steering... coming in for landing. No hitting the barn. No hitting the man, who isn't quite so teensy anymore. Or the windsock. That would suck. Okay. Coming down... closer... closer... Flare... four feet to ground... three feet to ground... two OOMPH. Ground was a little closer than I thought. That was pretty cool.
Monday, October 6, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 09:19 a.m.
Current Music: Q102
I am suffering from UFTS right now... I got up and went to PED (Phys. Ed.) and when I got up there, the teacher took roll and let us go. We're supposed to get a body composition reading from these people that are doing body composition readings on campus, but the line was WAY long and since they'll be there until 3 today and then from 9 to 3 tomorrow... I'll just go do it when there's not a line. So I have UFTS. I came back to the room to get my watch because I forgot it. And now... I have about fifteen minutes in which to do nothing. I mean... there are plenty of things I could start on, but nothing I could do in just fifteen minutes. So why bother? *sigh* Oh well. I'm in a pretty good mood (UFTS does that to you). Also I'm listening to Q102, my local kick-@$$ radio station, and it's Monday! Mondays on Q102 have no commercials. Isn't that just too cool? And apparently there's no stupid retarded morning show, either. I hate morning shows. Nobody likes them, we just listen because we have no choice. *giggle* But now I dooooo.....
Sunday, October 5, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 05:53 p.m.
Current Music: [Lightning Crashes] Live
LOTS of waiting. Waiting for Aunt Alicia to wake up. Waiting for her to decide to call me after she wakes up. Waiting for her to come get me after she calls me after she wakes up. Waiting to get some orange chicken after she comes and gets me after she calls me after she wakes up. Because I'm hungry. Waiting for Megan to finish vaccuuming. Waiting for my song to finish downloading. Waiting to get to go home. Waiting for the Godsmack concert. Waiting waiting waiting. I feel like I'm at Disney World.
Saturday, October 4, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 10:06 p.m.
Current Music: [Clint Eastwood] Gorillaz
It's almost heresy for me to be this peppy considering how precious little sleep I got last night. But the field trip was actually pretty cool, although my feet hurt quite a bit. I hate walking down steep hills because no matter how comfortable your shoes are (and trust me, mine are pretty darn comfy), your feet slide forward in them on the slope and your toes get all squished against the front of the shoe and hurts like the dickens. Where did that saying come from anyway? Oh, and I saw this blind lady with a seeing-eye dog the other day and I noticed that she knew when the dog stepped up a tiny incline and compensated her footsteps accordingly. I'm wondering how she knew. I mean, I didn't see the dog do anything to signal it, and it was a really small step-up and I can't imagine how she could have felt the dog stepping up it. So if anyone out there in the void knows how this woman could tell that her dog stepped up, please let me know before it consumes my conciousness.
Saturday, October 4, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 06:54 a.m.
Current Music: [Tomorrow] Silverchair
It's too early... I was going to go to bed early last night so that I wouldn't be cranky on this field trip, but I couldn't sleep. So I got back up and had something to drink (non-alcoholic, of course) and then I tried to sleep again. But I couldn't. So I got up and read some of "LOTR: The Fellowship of the Ring". And I tried to sleep. But I couldn't. You get the drill. So I ended up being awake until almost 3:30, and then I had to get up at 6. So I am not a very happy camper right now. I REALLY want to crawl back into bed but I payed five bucks for this trip and I need the bonus points. But I feel like Death warmed over, and not even properly warmed at that. I'm just trying to stay awake. And as if that's not enough, I'm out of tea. So I am going to have to steal one of Megan's waters and attempt to replace it before she gets back. I am SO tired. Must... not... sleep...
Saturday, October 4, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 12:04 a.m.
Current Music: [Sweet Home Alabama] Lynryd Skynyrd
I am so homesick! I don't like being away from home. I want to go back to the South, where people talk normal and drink sweet tea. Where they say "fixin' to" and mean it. Where they know how to correctly pronounce "Biloxi". (hint: If you say it "Biloxi" you're wrong. It sounds like "Biluxi". That's just the way it is. We live there. Do not contradict us.) I mean, don't get me wrong, there are things I don't miss. But I just want to be home. I want to live in the South forever. I love it there. I'm just a Southern belle... you know what the weird thing is? Everyone I know is waiting for the chance to leave... but I just want to go home. I can handle being away for a few years, but I want to go back. I love the South. I love my hometown. I love the way I know every road there, I love the way I know most of the people there, I love the way I can say "I'm fixin' to go to the store, y'all wanna come?" and not only does no one make fun of my accent, but they KNOW WHAT STORE I'M TALKING ABOUT. Without me even specifying. It's great. Everyone should live in the Deep South for at least a little while. It really ticks me off when people criticize it, because it truly is a different world, and there's no way an outsider can understand how things work. *sigh* Whatever. I'll live. I get to go home next weekend. That is SO amazingly wonderful. I'm just afraid I won't come back.
Friday, October 3, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 07:50 p.m.
Current Music: [Everything About You] Three Days Grace
Dear Ex-Friend,
Friday, October 3, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 12:37 p.m.
Current Music: [Mizerable] Gackt
My twelve-o'clock class was cancelled! So I got to sleep late and I'm still in my pajamas! So let's see... what have I done today? Omigosh, you MUST SEE THE DEMON RABBITS FROM HELL! Go HERE!! Prepare to be frightened. Anyway... I talked to my mom earlier, which was cool, and I just got off the phone with Tater, which was also cool. I get a kick out of how he thinks he can have me back any time he wants me. Not to say I don't flirt back with him, which is cool because neither of us are serious. At least I admit I'm not, and he's not but I think he wants me to think he is. Oh well. Also Josh is really mad at me because he wants to go to the Godsmack concert. He offered to sleep with me if I'd get him a ticket. I was like "Um, thanks? But I'd really rather have money? To pay me back for the ticket?" He was joking. I think. Of course, you never know what people will do for a ticket to see their favorite band. I personally wouldn't do very much but then I'm not Josh. So whatever. *laughs* I watched part of Sweet Home Alabama last night not so much because I like the movie (although I kind of do) but because I miss hearing Southern accents. Granted, a couple of the characters have OBVIOUSLY FAKE or at least GROSSLY EXAGGERATED accents, but at least it was close enough to make me feel more at home. I think Southern accents are sexy. And the really scary thing about being from the South? We really do go cow tippin'. I've never been myself, but I know people who have. Now, a lot of the stuff you hear about the South is not true, or at the very least not common, but some of it is frighteningly accurate. Like cow tippin'.
Thursday, October 2, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 08:36 p.m.
Current Music: [The Middle] Jimmy Eat World
I was going to rant here. But I think I shall go and use my other account, my secret one. If you know it... then you just know it. If you don't, there's probably a reason you don't. Whatever. I'll go be depressed there.
Thursday, October 2, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 05:04 p.m.
Current Music: [Saudaaji] Porno Graffiti
Ah, randomness is wonderful. I saw a girl chalking the sidewalk today. At my college, there are always ads for different events written on the sidewalk but I'd never actually seen someone writing them until today. So that was cool. I made tea! I don't really know how good it is... I mean, I had a glass right after I made it but you never know about tea until it's thoroughly cold. I noticed that in "dears" by Gackt, there's a part where it sounds like he says "shih tzu", like the dog. I know it's something Japanese, but that's just what it sounds like. My room is messy. Megan's going to get mad at me. Well, no she won't because she's just excited that she gets to go home this weekend. It's her high school's homecoming. Next week is ours. I'm going home then. I have a geology field trip this weekend so I couldn't tag along with her. I'm still laughing about Josey's hat. I was looking on my playlist on my computer and I noticed that "One Winged Angel" had been played more than anything else and although I like that song, I thought that was kind of pathetic and so I am trying to get something else up to number one. Let's see... "Saudaaji" and "Always" and "Clint Eastwood" and "Let Her Cry" are all close. Kasey is so cute. She's the best sister ever. Omigosh, the cruelest thing happened. They were getting people to sign a pledge to not drink all weekend. I never drink, so it's not like it was a big sacrifice, but I figured why not sign because they were giving out free t-shirts if you pledged and hey! Free t-shirt! So I signed my beautiful signature and got my shirt which is a pretty purple. Here's the cruel part: On the front, it says "What's your number?" Okay, so you don't get it. That's okay. But it was really mean of them. And how did they find out about that? So I thought about not wearing the shirt ever, but then I figured that probably 300 other people got the same shirt and so it wasn't like I'd never see it if I didn't wear it, and plus, it was free! That's why I wear that BioLife plasma services shirt. I'm actually thinking about donating plasma, though. But every time I decide I'll go, I get sick. Not bad sick, but like a cold. And you're not supposed to donate blood or plasma or anything if you have a cold, right? Anyway. I'm scaring myself. I will stop.
Wednesday, October 1, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 10:56 p.m.
Current Music: [Unwell] Matchbox Twenty
nce upon a time there has a young FRY CHEF named JOSEY. He was SLOWLY THROWING in the SMELLY forest when he met BUTT-UGLY SHANE, a run-away PROSTITUTE from the PERIWINKLE Queen AMBER.
Wednesday, October 1, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 10:42 p.m.
Current Music: [Here Without You] Three Doors Down
*dies laughing* I LOVE MY SISTER!!! She makes me laugh so much, and so hard! When she said that ("What about Josey's hat?") I thought I was going to DIE laughing. I couldn't even breathe. Megan started looking at me weird. I know you don't get it. I could explain, but then it wouldn't be funny anyway so I don't see the point. Suffice it to say that it was HILARIOUS. Just below peat moss and barbecued Naviwangs on a hilarity scale. And not much below them. *sigh* This song depresses me, though. *sniffle* I cried the first time I heard it, which happened to be live. But what about Josey's hat? *dies laughing again*
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 06:48 p.m.
Current Music: [I Am] Godsmack
*yaaaaawn* Rainy days make me sleepy. It is (expletive deleted) COLD outside. It's 43 degrees with a wind chill of 37! And it's SEPTEMBER! What was I thinking coming up here? That's WAY too cold for poor Skari. So anyway, I was soooo cold when I got back to the dorm that I decided to curl up in my covers and warm up. Bad idea. Remember how I said that rainy days make me sleepy? Well... Skari was out for two and a half hours. I'm not going to sleep tonight. *yawns again* I also bought a Godsmack CD today (Faceless, for those of you who care) because I figured that there's no point in going to a concert that I don't know any songs at. I LOVE this CD! It's the perfect "Rainy-Day-Wake-Skari-Up" CD. Lovely. *dances about draggily and yawns* Okay... Where's the pizza guy? He's supposed to be here. *checks clock* No, not yet. Ten minutes. That sucks. *wanders off to wait*
Monday, September 29, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 08:11 p.m.
Current Music: "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack
Lookee! I gots tickets! I'm going to see Godsmack! And also Matchbox Twenty! I know, I know. You don't get much more different than that, at least without crossing out of the bounds of popular (and I don't mean "pop") music. Anyway, Megan and Jessi dragged me out of bed this morning to go sit outside the ticket office to get Matchbox Twenty tickets. So Skari was out of bed at six a.m. this morning, which doesn't sound TOO early except when you consider that I lost about two precious hours of sleep to go sit. I did get good seats, though. Third row, middle section. Right close to the stage. Godsmack tickets did not cause me to get up early, but they caused me to waltz into this truly frightening body piercing/tattoo parlor that also sells... ahem... adult toys. I was truly afraid that they would hold me down on the floor and PIERCE SOMETHING of mine, and God alone knows what else they would have done. Luckily, I managed to sneak up to the counter and purchase my ticket and NOT GET VIOLATED IN ANY WAY! Aren't you proud of me? That concert is General Admission, so my seat (actually, more like my SPOT) pretty much depends on how early I get there. I'm planning to get there REALLY early. I'm gonna wear my Saliva shirt. If I ever remember to wash it so that it does not smell like pot.
Sunday, September 28, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 11:37 a.m.
Current Music: "Like a Stone" by Audioslave
I'd rather be singing Saliva, actually... but I was reading random journals and someone mentioned "Like a Stone" and I HATE that song but it is now in my head. Darn. Must play some Saliva. But Megan will probably kill me because I only have like two songs by them (must BUY CD!!) and I've played them over and over. Eek! Meg's parents are on their way! Must go take shower so they do not think I'm a dirty person! *rushes toward shower*
Sunday, September 28, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 11:28 a.m.
Current Music: none
Circle I Limbo
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
Circle IV Rolling Weights
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
Circle VII Burning Sands
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
Circle IX Frozen in Ice