Friday, February 28, 2003
Lo. I have returned.
A certain one of the new blogs which I posted yesterday is now causing controversy and strife in my quiet little school. Such an impact the most minute things may have here. Sad and amusing all at once.
I went through almost the entire day today thinking that it was Thursday. Thank cats it is Friday. Except that I don't feel like it's Friday because I think I have to get up early tomorrow. Siiiiiigh. I hate wakefulness.
Games, I hear tell, are not allowed on these here computers. However, I do not think that blogging has been explicitly outlawed. I shall thus continue to blog with impunity.
I would say that this computer is acting retarded today, but that wouldn't be very politically correct, now would it?
I also don't remember hearing that online comics are outlawed. So I shall continue to view them with impunity as well.
Today in bio we dissected flowers. Rather, I dissected flowers while everyone else did whatever it is that they do in bio when they're not working. Gosh I am so diligent sometimes that I make myself jubilant.
I found a really good French CD yesterday. It is called Cuisine Nonstop and I have a great need to purchase it somewhere soon. I desire this CD. I require this CD. It must and shall be mine. I will find it. Maybe Newbury Comics will have it.
I was watching Animal Planet last night, because that is what I do. They had crazy animal video things on. These included goats that went stiff and fell over when you ran at them (awesome, you should have seen these things fall over with their legs all stiff in the air), kittens nursed by a pit bull, and an emu mating dance.
The emu mating dance was incredible. It looked like the male was trying to simultaneously break its own neck and dance the Cotton-Eyed Joe. It would run up and down, contort its neck, then leap into the air and click its heels. Literally. That is what it was doing. It was wonderous. The female was just standing there watching this display, utterly unmoved and utterly unimpressed. Nature is glorious.
Manhattan Kaboul is a good song in a weird kind of way, but the fact that the Grauls go around their house singing this song freaks me out in ways that I cannot even begin to describe.
I got a flower today. Our bio teacher felt bad that she had given us such a hard test, so she gave us all flowers today. Usually we get candy, but she forgot it yesterday, so today we got flowers. I think mine is a tulip. It is very nice. Corey got a deformed daffodil.
Must run, the school day, it is a-endin'.