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jchrisobrien) wrote2009-01-05 02:36 pm
jchrisobrien) wrote2009-01-05 02:36 pm
Ice -1, Silas7 - 0
Underworld rocked my socks right off. My vibe was more social and a bit less groovy, but not by much! It appears my latest interest is unrequited. It appears I made a few new friends. I'd call that a wash.
Sunday I learned buying wood for shelves is more expensive than I figured. Also, people drive like madmen in parking lots. It was worth it, for now I have a second guitar controller. Our house is ready to Rock to the max! Diamondsea, Sara and I proceeded to do so, playing for about three hours. You haven't lived until you've heard my roommate sing "So What'cha Want?"
Sex and Breakfast was far more boring that a movie with that title should be. The male leads were spineless and a raging asshole (seriously, what guy flips out because his girlfriend has a lesbian fantasy?) The things I put up with to watch Eliza Dushku in a movie. It's criminal, I tell you.
The treachery of ice knows no bounds, observes no borders. It tried to get me as I left the house this morning, but I skillfully recovered. Little did I know that it was merely lulling me into a false sense of security, so that I could strike again and lay me flat out on my back! I contemplated the gray sky above and hoped I didn't do anything to my spine (again). There's a big bruise on my back and the back of my head is sore from when I cracked it, but so far everything is cool.
Curse you, ice. I will have my sweet solar revenge!
Sunday I learned buying wood for shelves is more expensive than I figured. Also, people drive like madmen in parking lots. It was worth it, for now I have a second guitar controller. Our house is ready to Rock to the max! Diamondsea, Sara and I proceeded to do so, playing for about three hours. You haven't lived until you've heard my roommate sing "So What'cha Want?"
Sex and Breakfast was far more boring that a movie with that title should be. The male leads were spineless and a raging asshole (seriously, what guy flips out because his girlfriend has a lesbian fantasy?) The things I put up with to watch Eliza Dushku in a movie. It's criminal, I tell you.
The treachery of ice knows no bounds, observes no borders. It tried to get me as I left the house this morning, but I skillfully recovered. Little did I know that it was merely lulling me into a false sense of security, so that I could strike again and lay me flat out on my back! I contemplated the gray sky above and hoped I didn't do anything to my spine (again). There's a big bruise on my back and the back of my head is sore from when I cracked it, but so far everything is cool.
Curse you, ice. I will have my sweet solar revenge!
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May we have a safer time on our way home!
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