Just finished reading another splendiferous Dan Brown novel. One has to love the double-crossing conspirator mind of that man. Digital Fortress was slightly less church-bashing than either Angels and Demons or Da Vinci Code, but still interesting. The best part was how at the end, they had to break this riddle to find out a code. And I definately figured it out like 028949038 years before they did. Which shows that thinking like a genius gets you nowhere, while thinking like an tenth grader with basic High School education can often be useful. Thinking simply is they key. Maybe all high-tech undercover agencies should have moody 16 year old working for them....
Anyway, last night I went laser tagging! It was great fun! First, Elizabeth picked up chelso, clair, and me, and we went to Avon Commons to visit Rob, where we got him in trouble. Even though I totally bought a packet of gum, because I rock, and I needed gum. I really should get Elizabeth to give me the 87 cents it was. (which was actually a rip- right next to it, the same kind of gum was 86 cents.) Then we went to Panera, stole samples, and I had a chi tea latte, which I stupidly took with the canadia tylenol devs got me. Let me tell you- codine and caffine do not mix well. At least it gave me the energy I needed after four hours of sleep and that horrid reflection day. Then it was off to laser tag, where we rendevouzed with Katie Plefko, Katie Bodine, Jo-Anne, and some other kid, whose name might have been Scott, I don't know, though.
So we played laser tag, where Katie Plefko and I made an awesome team. We just hid in a corner and shot anyone who got too close to us. It rocked. Then, while in between games, Elizabeth and I got Frick and Frack, even though we lost Frick. He was blue- kinda hard to see.
I want to go to Cedar point- right now.
yo ho
yo ho
a (not-so-caffinated) pirate's life for
~me
Saturday, May 08, 2004
Thursday, May 06, 2004
So, I am in the midst of reading angels and demons, which is an amazing piece of litereature, one which I actually like more than the Da Vinci code. Granted, I still have 130ish pages left, and very little hope of finishing tonight, but one can always hope.
Oh, and ahahahahaha! I still have a secret for myself! Okay, well, its not much of a secret, its just one of those things you don;t admit. A fetish, if you will.
I don't want to go to this theology thing tomorrow. Stupid to the extreme powers of x.
And I sat outside today for a time, enjoying hoobastank, dan brown, cold pizza, and the warm sun all at once. Can you say orgasmic experience? 'Twas loverly! Oh, and yesterday I took an excessively long jacuzzi, and used all of my mother's expensive, smelly bath crap. More complete amrazingness! Life is goooooooooooood.
Okay, no its not that great. Not when I float back down to reality.
And, on that note, I am going to re-engross myself in Angels and Demons.
Or maybe I should fix my chem lab.
Naaaaaaaaw.
yo ho
yo ho
a (blissful) pirate's life for
~me
Oh, and ahahahahaha! I still have a secret for myself! Okay, well, its not much of a secret, its just one of those things you don;t admit. A fetish, if you will.
I don't want to go to this theology thing tomorrow. Stupid to the extreme powers of x.
And I sat outside today for a time, enjoying hoobastank, dan brown, cold pizza, and the warm sun all at once. Can you say orgasmic experience? 'Twas loverly! Oh, and yesterday I took an excessively long jacuzzi, and used all of my mother's expensive, smelly bath crap. More complete amrazingness! Life is goooooooooooood.
Okay, no its not that great. Not when I float back down to reality.
And, on that note, I am going to re-engross myself in Angels and Demons.
Or maybe I should fix my chem lab.
Naaaaaaaaw.
yo ho
yo ho
a (blissful) pirate's life for
~me
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
pop
Yuck, the tast of spanish food weighs heavily in my stomach- rather dim of me to consume with such glut and then expect to go of and exercise without feeling the squeemish effects of spicy jalepenos and such. Not to mention, the cheese...oh, the cheese...
I I like cheese
squish
like my father is a moron and didn't knoe I had shinguards. Every self-respecting soccer player has shinguards. During the season, I am constantly asking one parent or another where on God's green Earth the things have disappeared to. And then he thinks the school doles them out to you. In one word: gross.
six
So Dever and Lyla and Julie are having a bit of a discord. I am trying rather hard to stay out of it, as thewhole thing's a bit nit-witted. Lyla's getting defensive about her "issues" (which she has several of, come to think of...) Dever is getting mad because Lyla is mad at her (I hate people who do that...who get mad at people just cuz they are mad at them...) and becasue Lyla tells her secrets. Only a) dever fails to take into account that the people she tells don;t really like her and spread rumours about her all the time and b) Lyla's being a bit defensive about what Dever's been saying, because it's really stuff everybody knoes. The Julie is just getting yelled at, too, I guess becasue she's taking Lyla's side. Perhaps this is why I ate so much during Spanish. I was trying to ignore them, and to do so, I would go to the line to get more cinco de mayo food. Hmm....
nuh-uh
I have soccer soon! I kinda skipped out on conditioning after school. However, that was stupid, as I went to exercise anyway. Might as well have just gone to work out, eh? Now I have goalie practice in another 15 minutes or so.
cicero
Soooooooooooo........history. Stupid assignment. At least the writing we did was on a section I kind of knew. However, my other part, about child labour (spelled that way repeatedly, just to annoy Miss All-American Komo) (that's a lie...she's like, pro japan) was shit. And now I have to go to Malley's to see cornelius cuz she is in possesion of a history book, a comodity that I am lacking at the present time. And I need to read section one, chapter twenty-three. Oh, and see if Malley's will still hire me...
lipshitz
So, I am having a dilemma with myself. First of all, I am trying to be more introverted, so that I stop burdening people with my problems (which are normally rather minute and selfish) and so that I can be better problem solver on my own. Unfortunatley, this results in me talking to myself quite a bit. Grr...I'm mad at myself- I....
yo ho
yo ho
a (no, I'm not telling, don't let me) pirate's life for
~me
Yuck, the tast of spanish food weighs heavily in my stomach- rather dim of me to consume with such glut and then expect to go of and exercise without feeling the squeemish effects of spicy jalepenos and such. Not to mention, the cheese...oh, the cheese...
I I like cheese
squish
like my father is a moron and didn't knoe I had shinguards. Every self-respecting soccer player has shinguards. During the season, I am constantly asking one parent or another where on God's green Earth the things have disappeared to. And then he thinks the school doles them out to you. In one word: gross.
six
So Dever and Lyla and Julie are having a bit of a discord. I am trying rather hard to stay out of it, as thewhole thing's a bit nit-witted. Lyla's getting defensive about her "issues" (which she has several of, come to think of...) Dever is getting mad because Lyla is mad at her (I hate people who do that...who get mad at people just cuz they are mad at them...) and becasue Lyla tells her secrets. Only a) dever fails to take into account that the people she tells don;t really like her and spread rumours about her all the time and b) Lyla's being a bit defensive about what Dever's been saying, because it's really stuff everybody knoes. The Julie is just getting yelled at, too, I guess becasue she's taking Lyla's side. Perhaps this is why I ate so much during Spanish. I was trying to ignore them, and to do so, I would go to the line to get more cinco de mayo food. Hmm....
nuh-uh
I have soccer soon! I kinda skipped out on conditioning after school. However, that was stupid, as I went to exercise anyway. Might as well have just gone to work out, eh? Now I have goalie practice in another 15 minutes or so.
cicero
Soooooooooooo........history. Stupid assignment. At least the writing we did was on a section I kind of knew. However, my other part, about child labour (spelled that way repeatedly, just to annoy Miss All-American Komo) (that's a lie...she's like, pro japan) was shit. And now I have to go to Malley's to see cornelius cuz she is in possesion of a history book, a comodity that I am lacking at the present time. And I need to read section one, chapter twenty-three. Oh, and see if Malley's will still hire me...
lipshitz
So, I am having a dilemma with myself. First of all, I am trying to be more introverted, so that I stop burdening people with my problems (which are normally rather minute and selfish) and so that I can be better problem solver on my own. Unfortunatley, this results in me talking to myself quite a bit. Grr...I'm mad at myself- I....
yo ho
yo ho
a (no, I'm not telling, don't let me) pirate's life for
~me
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
Monday, May 03, 2004
It is time again for me to reflect on the uselessness of my day.
First and foremost, I have spent most of my after school time slaving away to the horrors of sophomore service. My scrapbook (or as I prefer- crapbook) is due tomorrow. Currently, it is 12:18 AM (on Tuesday...so I suppose technicaly it's due today) and I still have to make a collage...dang, yo.
Secondly, and secondmost...At nine o'clock I viewed the continuation of 10.5 from yesterday. It wa really good- I wish I could have payed closer attention, but I was a bit preoccupied with the above mentioned dillema. The movie (or mini series or whatever) was rather entertaining. It ended a bit suddenly, though. The effects rocked, though- watching a giant hunk of California break off into the ocean is pretty cool. Remind me not to go anywhere near the San Andreas Fault in my lifetime.
Thirdly and yet probably the actual foremost- I was just on the phone with Elizabeth. Yes, we losers
hang on, just had a brilliant idea!
Sorry, I just had the wiched awesome idea to get some pictures off the internet for the rest of my collage- now I can finish!
So, anyway, Elizabeth ish aving problems...that when you trace them way back, I am the fault of them...well, really Lyla is. That's you hint. that's all I am allowed to say. But at least I am a down to earth Capricorn who can see the reality of things when her stupid sagitarius self is trying to balance impossible things. That's my job!
I'm off- I think I may finish this.
Stupid Officer Anna- its all her fault.
yo ho
yo ho
a pirate's life for
~me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(hyper)
P.S. Shoutouts are being bullies- I'm not sure how to remedy this...
First and foremost, I have spent most of my after school time slaving away to the horrors of sophomore service. My scrapbook (or as I prefer- crapbook) is due tomorrow. Currently, it is 12:18 AM (on Tuesday...so I suppose technicaly it's due today) and I still have to make a collage...dang, yo.
Secondly, and secondmost...At nine o'clock I viewed the continuation of 10.5 from yesterday. It wa really good- I wish I could have payed closer attention, but I was a bit preoccupied with the above mentioned dillema. The movie (or mini series or whatever) was rather entertaining. It ended a bit suddenly, though. The effects rocked, though- watching a giant hunk of California break off into the ocean is pretty cool. Remind me not to go anywhere near the San Andreas Fault in my lifetime.
Thirdly and yet probably the actual foremost- I was just on the phone with Elizabeth. Yes, we losers
hang on, just had a brilliant idea!
Sorry, I just had the wiched awesome idea to get some pictures off the internet for the rest of my collage- now I can finish!
So, anyway, Elizabeth ish aving problems...that when you trace them way back, I am the fault of them...well, really Lyla is. That's you hint. that's all I am allowed to say. But at least I am a down to earth Capricorn who can see the reality of things when her stupid sagitarius self is trying to balance impossible things. That's my job!
I'm off- I think I may finish this.
Stupid Officer Anna- its all her fault.
yo ho
yo ho
a pirate's life for
~me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(hyper)
P.S. Shoutouts are being bullies- I'm not sure how to remedy this...
Sunday, May 02, 2004
Okay, so, I did this one a few weeks ago, but I feel the need to re-do it in here, because it was kind of a cool survery, and I just got one from both Shannon and Katie, so henceforth, I am inspired.
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page eighteen, find line four. Write down what it says: "she"...okay, its a very short fourth line, since it is the end of a sentance. here's line three, just for kicks: "'Aunt Marge?' he blurted out. 'Sh- she's not coming here, is she?'" ...oh, yeah, guess which book!
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first? the table my dad set up to put all the tax forms on while he was doing taxes. Only now, its littered in magazines, Liz's gifts to me, and my walkman. Oops, I've comandeered something else...
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV? um, well, technically super smash brothers, but thats not a show, it was just on TV...I suppose the last thing I watched on actual TV was Donnie Darko.
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is? 11:37 AM
5: Now look at the clock; what is the actual time? 11:36 AM...well, I was close, eh?
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Mum cooking me freedom toast in the kitchen. Not french, but freedom...
7: When did you last step outside? Well, I walked from my car to the house, but since the car was in the garage, I am not sure that really counts. Before that, it was from Danny's house to mine, with four other people in tow, all of whom I had to deliver to their residence.
8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at? the newspaper....I haven't suite finished to comics yet
9: What are you wearing? dark grey sweatpants and a light grey shirt. Yeah, they clash a little, so sue me
10: Did you dream last night? I think so....it was something about hair dye...and everyone in the world dyed their hair blonde....and all the moms got mad at them....except mine was brown, like its SUPPOSED to be...
11: When did you last laugh? listening to the improv singing of the dial tones.
12: What is on the walls of the room you are in? white paint dyed yellow from six years of my father's disgusting cigarette smoking, and intercom, a light switch or two...
13: Seen anything weird lately? that freaky tarot thing....
14: What do you think of this quiz? a rather fresh perspective on the old way of surveying people aobut nothing...
15: What is the last film you saw? about three scenes of super troupers...before that a few scenes of Donnie Darko...before that...I don't even know
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first? a computer that works, then a really cool fast car....weeeeeee.......it would be Paul Walker-esque
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know? Um....Um....::draws a blank:: I don't know....think about it- If there's something about me you don't know, chances are that's how its supposed to be.
18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? I suppose I should say world piece or something equally noble like that...
19: Do you like to dance? mmmmhmm....in the privacy and comfort of my own home
20: George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years? well, maybe a little of both. I suppose the whole terrorism ting could have used this attention to it by people, but he's a bit of a psycho, isn't he? running around, starting wars with people who don't want our interference...
21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? mmmhm....children....::fear::
21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? more children...still fear...but probably not Dan, Mike, Matt or John, as I know WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too many people with those names. Maybe something different. Like, Okami-kom or something like that. We could call him O for short...
22: Would you ever consider living abroad? Yeah, you know...England, Ireland, Spain, Italy...not France. Maybe Australia. But just somewhere out of Cleveland could work well, too.
And that's that. I seem to remember it being longer the first time I did it. Oh, well. Off to pretend to work on sophomore service some more. Then I think I am going to the Ed's play. Oh, I should call Corn Pads.
yo ho
yo ho
a pirate's life for
~me
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page eighteen, find line four. Write down what it says: "she"...okay, its a very short fourth line, since it is the end of a sentance. here's line three, just for kicks: "'Aunt Marge?' he blurted out. 'Sh- she's not coming here, is she?'" ...oh, yeah, guess which book!
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first? the table my dad set up to put all the tax forms on while he was doing taxes. Only now, its littered in magazines, Liz's gifts to me, and my walkman. Oops, I've comandeered something else...
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV? um, well, technically super smash brothers, but thats not a show, it was just on TV...I suppose the last thing I watched on actual TV was Donnie Darko.
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is? 11:37 AM
5: Now look at the clock; what is the actual time? 11:36 AM...well, I was close, eh?
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Mum cooking me freedom toast in the kitchen. Not french, but freedom...
7: When did you last step outside? Well, I walked from my car to the house, but since the car was in the garage, I am not sure that really counts. Before that, it was from Danny's house to mine, with four other people in tow, all of whom I had to deliver to their residence.
8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at? the newspaper....I haven't suite finished to comics yet
9: What are you wearing? dark grey sweatpants and a light grey shirt. Yeah, they clash a little, so sue me
10: Did you dream last night? I think so....it was something about hair dye...and everyone in the world dyed their hair blonde....and all the moms got mad at them....except mine was brown, like its SUPPOSED to be...
11: When did you last laugh? listening to the improv singing of the dial tones.
12: What is on the walls of the room you are in? white paint dyed yellow from six years of my father's disgusting cigarette smoking, and intercom, a light switch or two...
13: Seen anything weird lately? that freaky tarot thing....
14: What do you think of this quiz? a rather fresh perspective on the old way of surveying people aobut nothing...
15: What is the last film you saw? about three scenes of super troupers...before that a few scenes of Donnie Darko...before that...I don't even know
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first? a computer that works, then a really cool fast car....weeeeeee.......it would be Paul Walker-esque
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know? Um....Um....::draws a blank:: I don't know....think about it- If there's something about me you don't know, chances are that's how its supposed to be.
18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? I suppose I should say world piece or something equally noble like that...
19: Do you like to dance? mmmmhmm....in the privacy and comfort of my own home
20: George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years? well, maybe a little of both. I suppose the whole terrorism ting could have used this attention to it by people, but he's a bit of a psycho, isn't he? running around, starting wars with people who don't want our interference...
21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? mmmhm....children....::fear::
21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? more children...still fear...but probably not Dan, Mike, Matt or John, as I know WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too many people with those names. Maybe something different. Like, Okami-kom or something like that. We could call him O for short...
22: Would you ever consider living abroad? Yeah, you know...England, Ireland, Spain, Italy...not France. Maybe Australia. But just somewhere out of Cleveland could work well, too.
And that's that. I seem to remember it being longer the first time I did it. Oh, well. Off to pretend to work on sophomore service some more. Then I think I am going to the Ed's play. Oh, I should call Corn Pads.
yo ho
yo ho
a pirate's life for
~me