An RMLer sent this to me. I was amused.
To: Albert Gore
Dear Al:
We found some more votes. You won. When do you
want to take over?Sincerely,
George W. Bush
My friend Chungy and I are starting a weblog entitled “The Spinster Diaries”. We have cunning plans to grow up and be crazy old spinsters together and get a house full of dogs and ferrets and other amusing animals. Yay! Amusingly enough, a girl in my math class enlightened me as to the true definition of my name. Up to now, I was under the impression that “Priscilla” meant “heiress” (female heir). Evidently, that’s a politically correct way of saying “spinster”. Chungy and I exchanged high fives.
More amusements! Ricky, the Percy clone, taught me how to knit today. It’s much easier than it looks! It’s just really irritating when you drop a stitch. Meh. It’s amazing how much knitting messes with your mind. I missed several blocking cues because I was so entranced with the knitting. It’s eerie.
I’m really liking this surge of art at HPGalleries. While it doesn’t mesh at all with my mental image, I really love the hyper-stylized work of Christoph Siemens. Highly entertaining. I really need to get a Gallery… Unfortuately, all my good works are collaborations!
I added Kell’s livejournal to the list of Blogs that Amuse Me. Meh. She’s just doing this to confuse me, isn’t she?
I’m having such a great day. Sure, I’m dead tired, but it’s been a great day all the same. How do I love life? Let me count the ways…
- Occasional JETS keep stopping me in the halls to tell me that they love the website. Muaha!
- The PSAT went great! ::grooves:: I ate lots of raisins. I love raisins.
- Group voice class was too amusing. Mrs. Glaros made me sing “A Little Bit of Good”, and as I was about to sing, Marcelina says “you know, this is sung by a male drag queen”. I immediately choke and start coughing loudly. People laugh. I do a bit of highly amusing embarassed pantomime, eventually turning heel and going out the door behind me, into the hall. Elizabeth B. makes some evil comments, and I throw my headband at her and stomp out the door again. Of course, when I open the door, it slams into some poor guy randomly walking around in the hall. I flail and apologize and dash inside and cover my head with my sweatshirt to hide my embarrasment. Everyone around me laughs. Eventually, I was able to sing, but my voice falters a bit because of all the laughing I just did. Oh well.
- Lunch. Eaten quickly to avoid the Mystery Meat of the day.
- My *real* voice class. Mrs. Glaros shares her Chicago CD, and I listen to their interpretation of “A Little Bit of Good”. Highly amusing. Then I listen to “Class” and “Cell Block Tango”. The RMLers have talked a lot about Cell Block Tango, so it was groovy to finally hear the song for myself. I want to get a group of girls together and sing it. Muaha. Mrs. Glaros has a version of “A Little Bit of Good” a step lower than I’d been singing it, and it fits my voice much better. It’s so much more fun! At the end of the class, Tiffany Coons (who has Mrs. G the next period) heard my singing and said “didn’t you used to be an alto?”. I was amused.
- I’ve discovered just how much I like to use present tense when recounting anecdotes.
- For the rest of Y-Period, I flail frantically, trying to memorize my lines for Act 2 of “Ten Little Indians”. Then, on my way to English class, I see Casey in the halls and she tells me we’re doing Act I. Saved!
- My speech went so well! Yay! Everyone loved it, including Mr. Dumaine. ::grooves some more::
- I realize that I can actually draw! Muaha!
And that’s my day. Yay.
I updated the Sketchblog for tomorrow so that I wouldn’t have to do anything in the morning. Meh. I adore this picture. Hugs to Alicey for being my inspiration of sorts.
Woo hoo, I’m on a roll!
Because Sannali asked…
The giant cheese statue first came about in a round-robin fanfic of sorts some of the RMLers wrote. In the kitchen of the RML Fortress, there was a giant cheese statue of Renata, the List Queen. People would occasionally cut off bits for sandwiches and such. Then, on a random occasion in my sketchbook, I drew a rather frightened-looking person. I explained through a thought bubble “that’s the biggest cheese statue I’ve ever seen”. Upon questioning on WOFS, I explained that it was a giant cheese Spockmonkey. Since then, I’ve decided that every frightened or shocked person in my sketchbook has just caught a glimpse of the fabled giant cheese Spockmonkey statue. Joe Bob is no exception.
Woo hoo! Sketchblog again. Man, I’m good. ::grooves::
Wish me luck on the PSAT! ::crosses fingers::
I was highly amused at dinner this evening when I came up with the idea of Discworld “Mary Sues”. I nearly choked on my pasta.