My mom tried to take a pinhole image of me while I was sleeping this morning. Is there no privacy left in this world? Oh well. I remembered my dream! And it was really messed up! My mom and I (and one other person I can’t remember) were cavorting about the Texas hill country in a small, British double-decker bus. We were being chased by two guys that acted exactly like the mummy guard dudes in the bus scene of “The Mummy II”. I managed to turn one of them into a roll of ducttape somehow, then I threw it out the door. It untangled itsself and bounded after us (this looked absolutely hilarious). Then I turned to the other dude, who was just standing inobtrusively in one of the aisles. I hefted a huge double-bladed axe (that happened to be lying around) and buried it in his shoulder. He looked at me in an amused fashion and said “It’s only a flesh wound”. Using the axe as a guide tether, I managed to shove him out the door as well. So now the roll of living ducttape and the shoulder axe guy were chasing the bus. My mom decided to randomly stop to pick up some really pointless thing and told me to get it. She threw me out of the bus and jammed on the gas, planning to head me off by going in a semicircle when I went straight. I barely made it back into the bus. Shoulder boy was about 5 feet away from the bus when I slammed the doors shut. Then my mom woke me up. That was a pointless dream.
I used the phrase “Buggrit, Millenium Hand and Shrimp” thrice in normal speech today. I’m so proud!
And I return! The JETS got together and saw Monty Python and the Holy Grail on the big screen! ::melts:: I got a really cool t-shirt that has the lovely poster logo on the front and a strongly worded French taunt on the back. It’s wun-der-bar! The movie is so much infinitely better on the big screen! You can understand the song lyrics a lot better and you don’t have to squint to read the initial credits. Plus, it had the scenes that they cut from the video version. How cool is that? I also got free a bunch of froody postcards (some of you can expect them in your mailboxes soon) and a starter pack of the MP&tHG collectible card game. It’s so happy! I’ll have to scan my favourites. We also got to stop by the Bookstop next door, to my joy. I picked up Good Omens, The Last Continent, and The Fifth Elephant, as they didn’t have Jingo (oh the humanity!). However, on the way home, we stopped by the SMU Barnes and Noble and picked up Jingo, then Christine, Marcelina, and I got lots of froody school supplies really cheap in the connecting SMU campus store. I love living a few blocks from a college! Anyway, I got some happy folders for my science classes, more joyous happy mechanical pencils that I like to use for my sketchbook, a kneaded eraser (finally), some blue pens (’cause Mr. Dumaine doesn’t like pencils), a comp book for my English journal, and a quad book for Multimedia Engineering. I ogled all the cheap computer software with relish, but couldn’t find anything I really really needed, so I had to tell it goodbye for another time. Then we had dinner at La Madeline, which was oh-so-yummy. Then we went home. Yay! Now I’m off to watch “Ten Little Indians”, which my mom rented for me. Yayfun!
Don’t tell me that post didn’t just not work.
I’m going to Bookstop tomorrow. I plan on picking up many happy books. Vote on what I should choose. Here are my reasons for purchasing the jolly books of happiness. I’m counting on you to narrow it down for me so that I don’t get in trouble with my parents.
Now advise me! Jingo goes without saying, but I need to choose between Rincewinds (or even to get one with Rincewind) and whether or not to get Good Omens.
Ann’s done it again. If you haven’t seen her gorgeous and hilarious “Disney Coloring Fun” series, you’re seriously missing out. Get them fresh from her weblog here.
Buggrit, Millenium Hand and Shrimp!
Auditions for “Ten Little Indians”, the Jesuit fall play, are this Monday. Wish me luck! ::skips about happily:: I think I’ll read the book before then, just to amuse myself. It’s Agatha Christie, right? “And Then There Were None”? I’ve been in a really read-happy mood. I’m finishing up “Strata” and reading “Witches Abroad”. Yayfun!
Elizabeth: What’s “A Streetcar Named Desire” about?
Me: It’s about a woman named Blanche Dubois who relies on the kindness of strangers!
Muaha. I’ve discovered that even better than watching the “Wishbone” is just watching The Simpsons instead.
Kell’s dad does not make me happy-happy. He hadn’t even *sent* the bookmarks! ::sulks::