Sunday, January 26, 2003
I must reiterate the solemn truth that is SEGMENTED WORMS.
I am never, ever, ever going to be able to hear that Spiderman 'Hero' song in a normal frame of mind again. I am ruined for life.
I just realized that I never made my bed today. Wow. I am a bad person. I am going to sleep soon, but I almost feel like I should go make the bed. Hmm.
Today we went to Fire and Ice. Boston was cold. I am glad that I have a scarf. It matches not a single article of clothing that I own. This makes it glorious. It is the anti-matching scarf. It is the singular and exact shade of blue that harmonizes with nothing. Thus, I wear it. Kate would be ashamed of me.
So, we ate dinner. There was a wait, and they invited us to sit in the bar. I didn't know they could do that. But they did. So we sat at two tiny tables with burnt-out candles. Well, only one of them was burnt-out beforehand, the other one had to be blown out because Liz was putting gum wrappers in it, and we didn't want to cause a fire/ruckus.
Apparently a lot of people had birthdays tonight. Apparently a lot of people were also drunk. Yes.
I cannot hold two conversations at once and also blog. I am just not that good of a typist. Sigh. Alas for my lack of skill.
People should not blog if they cannot spell. I have decided this. Sometimes I make typos that I don't catch, I know, but if you are going to have a blog, you should know how to/make the effort to spell words correctly. Otherwise, you just look stupid. In my opinion. Which is, in my opinion, a good opinion.
Mock Trial meeting tomorrow. People had better show up. Our trial is on Monday. We are going to lose. Because we are not ready. If people don't show up tomorrow, I am specifically going to purchase a rabid marmoset, just so that I can carry out the threats of marmoset violence that were in my Mock Trial email. Don't ask, they just were.
I just take photos. I would like to make that clear.
Sometimes people are online. And then sometimes they aren't. I think that maybe more people should think about that.
There are some things that just should not be put up in public forums. You know what I'm talking about. Sometimes, things should be in paper journals that no one else can read. Online is just too risky if you are going to be writing certain things. This should be evident. Apparently, it is not.
I am leaving now. Prepare yourself.
The marmosets are coming. And oh yes. They are rabid.