the anthropologists answer to why the chicken crossed the road: to conduct an anthropological survey of the other-side-of-the-road culture which is vastly different than the chicken's own, allowing the chicken to better understand his/her own culture by introspective analysis.
-my cousin's old facebook status
It's funny how my computer doesn't think 'facebook' is a word yet.
One would think that 'facebook' would be added to every dictionary on earth, and pronto.
I mean, it only controls our LIVES.
I'd say its dictionary-worthy.
Will they continue to keep adding updates to really simple iPod applications such as checkers? Like, don't you think after a while their updates will run dry? How many freaking updates to checkers can you have?! There will be nothing left to -- k I got bored and decided that topic was boring. 'scuse.
Umm.. track! I'm trying hurdles this year! It's kinda scary cause they're so high this year and I'm not-so-high! ... erm, tall. not-so-tall. It's been easy with the shorter ones in school track the past few years cause you basically run fast and lift your legs, there is no jumping action involved. But now I think the hurdles might be above my hip height when I'm running, soo yeah that'll feel funny. Likely going to have my first 60m hurdles race on December 5th, pretty excited.
I just remembered one of the more awesome moments of my life. So we were at my excruciatingly boring track club banquet, which lasted way too long. After Lyndsay and I made fun of numerous silent auction items and a truly inspirational quote, we had dinner and then there were a lot of speeches. During which, of course, my whole family is just squirming like crazy 'cause we're impatient and can't be quiet for more than half an hour to listen to people talk. S my grandmother, after she had fiddled with the salt spilled on the table for about 20 minutes, grabs her straw and pretends to snort the salt as if it were cocaine. HA. We were bored. I don't know why they have to make those banquets so dull. But how many 67-or-something-year-olds do you know that would do that?
So life's pretty rad. Sweeney Todd (the play) was great. The woman who played Mrs. Lovett kind of put Helena Bonham Carter to shame, and the play in general was a lot better than the movie in my opinion. And then there's the KISS concert, and they are just eternally and timelessly amazing. Explosions, Rock n' Roll, fire breathing, blood spitting, "flying," and sometimes-on-key singing make for an excellent experience. They sure can put on a show! I hope Lyndsay actually enjoyed it, but I'd never know if she didn't lol. WOW they are old to be rockin' on stage still. Gene is like 60, Paul is 57, and I don't know about Tommy Thayer or Eric Singer (the new guys). But I'm impressed, I only wish I could be so badass at that age. Probably I'll have sagging gross skin, no memory or hearing whatsoever, and like... no control over my tongue. Which is kind of like that already. When I'm weightlifting and my muscles are about to rip, the face I tend to make without thinking usually involves grunting, clenching my teeth, or involuntarily sticking my tongue out. I don't know how it happens. I suppose Gene Simmons must have the same problem, having a tongue as long as mine.
I also got to celebrate my year-and-a-half with Lyndsay recently, which was great :^] I don't know what I would do without her. Who else would paint me pictures and T-Shirts and make me CDs and care for me and just love me all the time like she does? Nobody. Lyndsay, you should know by now that I'm you're #1 Fan and Unfriend, and I don't care if you are one cashew or a whole case, you're mine for good.
As an awesome side note, Nathan, Katrina, and myself might get to watch Hot Fuzz in english class while the rest of the class watches and studies V for Vendetta! not that I don't like V for Vendetta, its actually my favorite film of all time, but the three of us studied it last year in drama class and I've seen it at least a billion times. And Hot Fuzz is a hilarious movie.
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