Friday, October 15, 2004

It's 2.18pm on a Friday and I'm making spaghetti bolognaise.

I love study break.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Well, I was going to write something.

But I won't, because I am a rational person.

Instead, I am going to lament over my lack of listening in psyc this semester. I've been studying for my test and I don't remember half of what was said in lectures. Of course, most of what was said was variations on the same theme of reinforcement, except when it was variations on the same theme of memory. And then there was the drugs, which I did listen to because, hey, it's drugs. It's interesting.

So, I may pass, I may fail. Depends on what they said outside of the notes...

Well.
I've been reliably informed - by the Lizard, no less - that she and G-Money are going to 'try to make a go of it over summer'.

This, I have to admit, nauseates me, but i won't say anything.

Well, I did. I said: 'Aw, lovely. Well, don't hurt him again, or anything.'
Because I am a caring, caring friend. And then I changed the subject, because I am a caring, caring friend. This is only possible over email. Otherwise I could tell the Lizard I was being held hostage by an Arabian prince who kept me as his sex slave, and I was having his baby, and she wouldn't listen, even if it WAS true. She'd say, "Oh, that's terrible. You know, it's a bit like when I...." and tell me about her awful experiences going out with one of my brother's friends who was a stoner. Or something. And meanwhile I would go away and quietly give birth to my arabian prince's love child, and go live in my harem, and she wouldn't actually notice.

Which is quite amusing really. I'm sure i'm the same. Example: if G-Money was abducted by an arabian prince....no, I would pay attention in that situation, because it would confirm all my long held beliefs.

these bloody arabian princes -- got no control over their private parts.

[random mind image of well dressed arabian prince a la aladdin being pulled along by rampaging genitalia which has teeth.]

moving right along, I'm off to beddy-byes. Intended to write stupid greek commentary tonight. Have not even found a passage. Well, must do that tomorrow.

Good night.

Wow.

Christopher Reeve died. Of heart failure, of all things.

Well, she's gone.

Flatmate-that-doesn't-talk left sometime today. Here this morning, gone tonight. Not even a goodbye.

Lol. She still hasn't told us she's leaving...

She left all her food though. Like, carob powder and stuff. Strange. And a full-length mirror, which flatmate-that-talks-too-much promptly grabbed and put on her wall. Fun. And also a washing machine full of half-done laundry. Whoops.

In other news, G-Money is a dick. I can't believe he did that. It's not like she's going to jump on him and not let go or something. He has a special way of avoiding people, that boy.

Ah. This explains the letter she wrote for him. Right.

And finally, Lizard. Hehehe.

Monday, October 11, 2004

Things that shock me.
Joey has a t-shirt, that he wears in public, saying:
"I go to *nsync concerts for the pussy"
now, is it just me, or is that madly inappropriate? i mean, sure, freedom to wear what you want, etc, but really. THEY'RE ALL UNDER 12! Maybe if he was, i don't know, Cliff Richard, and got lots of screaming old lady fans.

anyway, that's at http://www.geocities.com/shirtsync/ for the record, so go have a look. it amuses me, but yes.

in other news, the evers-swindells were on game of two halves. marc ellis has a beard.

in other other news.....i have none. i want to do my goddamn greek, but i can't until the site comes back up. Perseus goes down between 5 and 7 eastern standad time for sorting or some such thing. you'd think i'd learn, and do it earlier, but nooo.....

i was talking to The Red-Haired Girl today, and she was asking if G-money went home to see the Lizard.
[lol. Ah, code names.]
Turns out she and the Lizard were drinking, and then the Lizard got a text saying "don't tell the red-haired girl this...i'm coming home" cos G-money was going home for his granddad's funeral. and the Lizard - because she is a bright spark - read out the first part. so the red-haired girl was confused.

As for me, I don't know why he didn't just tell her. Seems odd.

Anyways, she's watching buffy now. Good ol' Oz. "I mock you with my monkey pants." I love it.

In all of creation, all things great and small
It is the sheep that surpasses them all

Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. Mary's Mind + Steff's Mind = Gooooooooooood Shit.

Steff's Public Service Announcement for Today:
Don't do ecstasy. It's dangerous. Even more dangerous then cocaine. I know. My psyc lecturer told me.

Why does the vas deferens loop over the ureter?
When the testes and ovaries develop they start in the same position near the kidney, but then the testes descend, and things get slightly tangled.

Steff studies for her test.

Arithmetic is on the radio for at least the 3rd time today. This is only the times counted during the periods I've been listening to the radio, ie when I got up (8-9.30), when I came home (3-4pm) and the radio was on, and now (6.30-7.30). Now, as much as I like that song, and Brooke Fraser in general, does that seem slightly overkill to you? Get some variety. Bloody Edge.

Fuuuuuuuuuck. I don't wanna study.

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Make that 24.

Get It Up sees no particular change in theme, however.

Make that 25.
Okay, so I stole the raining song from the N-files, but Shellfish is a pure Mary original.

I wonder what song it could be.

It amuses me that all our parodies are :
a) about food
b) about beastiality
c) about whorishness

such range we have.

Should not have told you what?
Hmm. Well, it may interest you to know that I have 21 [i think. I counted, but then Steff texted me and I forgot. Feel free to count them] parodies to go before I reach the goal of having a parody for every album nsync song. [that makes sense. it does.]
The songs remaining are:
from NSYNC:
1. I Just Wanna Be With You
2. Here We Go
3. For The Girl Who Has Everything
4. You Got It
5. I Need Love
6. I Want You Back
7. Everything I Own
8. Giddy Up
from NSA:
9. It's Gonna Be Me
10. It Makes Me Ill
11. This I Promise You
12. Digital Get Down
13. That's When I'll Stop Loving You
14. I'll Be Good for You
15. I Thought She Knew
from CELEBRITY:
16. Celebrity (although there is a work in progress)
17. The Game Is Over
18. Girlfriend
19. The Two Of Us
20. Tell Me, Tell Me...Baby
21. Up Against The Wall
22. See Right Through You
23. Selfish
24. Just Don't Tell Me That
25. Something Like You
26. Do Your Thing
27. *import bonus* Falling

Okay, so it was 27. Now I will go see what I can alter about that...

6th Post of the Day

Although really it's now Sunday, but I haven't gone to bed yet so it still counts.

You know, many people use their Saturday night to go out, have dinner, see a movie, or a play, or a concert, go to a party, get drunk, dance on tables at the Fats, have a good time. Mary and I look at pictures of Fabio and write beastial-related parodies.

OK, so we did see a movie first. And it can all be perfectly well explained. Except, perhaps, the nsyncerator. That can never be explained. Not even to me. (Possibly to Mary, but it was her idea...)

And, as an aside, damn you Mary. You should not have told me that.

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