Oh yeah! Monday is “Respond to Blog Comments” Day!

Re: Original version of nekkid Michael Phelps — I didn’t save the original scan, and the mini-magazine thing I got the original from is now taped to the Wall of Sex. Sorry. (Also, to the person who goes by “me”, please sign your comments with a name I can refer to you by!)

Re: Ashley’s apparent lameness — Okay, I apologize. I am the lame one. Ashley indeed posted a link to “Episode III: A Lost Hope” in her LJ, and I somehow missed it, because I am subhuman in all respects.

Re: Can I ever love Marcelina again for not noticing I had a boyfriend for 2 1/2 months — No. Never. *schnoogletackles her with great and t00by love*

Preface: Ah! Finally found it again! I don’t remember posting this when I first discovered it, but the other day in one of my classes, some of the students in front of me were talking about it, and I knew I had to see it again in all its glory…

The Entry: Sometimes, when we have nothing better to do, I entertain my roommates by dancing and lipsynching to various amusing songs. A splendid time is had by all. However, despite all my wit and charm, I have nothing on this guy. Too funny! Can anyone identify that song?

Edit: Here it is again, with subtitles. The title of the song is “Dragostea Din Tei”, and here are the lyrics in Romanian and English.

Hurrah! My city is still standing! Out-of-control rioters have not burned down any major buildings!

In the end, I only watched about 15 minutes of the Superbowl, but as the ads were disappointingly lame, I instead worked on my HP V-Day Project collab with Jia. It’s pretty much done now! So I’ve done Tanja’s and Jia’s, and I’m about 4/5 of the way done with Lori/Glock’s. Go me!

Anyway, I figure I should probably explain my last post. As copied from an email to my mom:

What caused the anguish and loss of love for my lab partner? Oh, there was never any love between us. He’s just been notorious about not responding to my emails, and we didn’t get any work done the past weekend when we only have two weekends to do the assignment, as he works all day during the week and I have rehearsal at night, so we can’t meet during the weekdays. I wrote that entry after he emailed me late Sunday evening (when I first emailed him Thursday afternoon), and he claimed to have “forgotten” to check his email for three days, so he didn’t get my email asking him when we were going to meet. And he’s a computer science major! Forgot to check his email? As if! AAAAAAARG. Even if he did forget, he should have remembered how important this assignment is, and how few opportunities we have to work on it, and how valuable last weekend was, and tried to contact me! That was just the final straw for my sanity and tolerance for this boy.

Somehow, it’ll get done. Even if I need wild horses to drag him to our next meeting.

Teh angst.