Me Is OuT oF iT, cAn YoU tElL?
Mar. 2nd, 2004 10:11 pmIt really doesn't feel like Opening Night is tomorrow. We are so not ready, but whatever. Screw it. This show sucks no matter how well it is done. Simply because it a dumb story with dumb music and dumb characters and a dumb plot and it is dumb.
That was a very ...wonderful... sentence. Hey, if Sharpe can use 'bloody' 4 times in one sentence, I can do this. Because none of you can stop me. Ahahaha! AHAHAHAHA!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
You can tell your stressed when you start writing maniacal laughter. With five exclaimation points.
And if you don't know what I am referencing then go read Terry Pratchett, dammit.
In other news, Oscars. LotR got all 11!! Me is very very very very very happy. Me is cuddle Boromir much.
And me is talking like Petalwing. Bugger.
We missed Aragorn's birthday. Shame on us. It was March 1st. But that's ok, because he's quite an asshole in the books.
I told Kate, "Beware, or I will squirt you with the Deadly Milk Carton of DOOM."
I reminded myself of Lord Elrond and mentally shuddered. It was freaky.
I also decided that I like Elrohir better than Elladan. Why, you ask? ...Because. I just do. So there.
Sharpe kicks ass. And now Kelly is reading Sharpe's Tiger and it's uber spiffy.
I'm just really tired all the time, and I still have yet to do my essay. I got an extension til Friday, because of the musical, but I don't think that I will finish by then. Argh. I'll do my best.
My friend from French class promised to bring me the cd of The 3 Musketeers. I was there on it's opening night. As in premier opening night. It wasn't the best show, far from it, but now I can honestly say that I was there at a premier. But there was one song or two that I liked, both sung by Milady, so Cindy promised to lend it to me.
I like llamas. If you have read to here, congrats. E-mail me to say so and I'll give you a cookie.
That was a very ...wonderful... sentence. Hey, if Sharpe can use 'bloody' 4 times in one sentence, I can do this. Because none of you can stop me. Ahahaha! AHAHAHAHA!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
You can tell your stressed when you start writing maniacal laughter. With five exclaimation points.
And if you don't know what I am referencing then go read Terry Pratchett, dammit.
In other news, Oscars. LotR got all 11!! Me is very very very very very happy. Me is cuddle Boromir much.
And me is talking like Petalwing. Bugger.
We missed Aragorn's birthday. Shame on us. It was March 1st. But that's ok, because he's quite an asshole in the books.
I told Kate, "Beware, or I will squirt you with the Deadly Milk Carton of DOOM."
I reminded myself of Lord Elrond and mentally shuddered. It was freaky.
I also decided that I like Elrohir better than Elladan. Why, you ask? ...Because. I just do. So there.
Sharpe kicks ass. And now Kelly is reading Sharpe's Tiger and it's uber spiffy.
I'm just really tired all the time, and I still have yet to do my essay. I got an extension til Friday, because of the musical, but I don't think that I will finish by then. Argh. I'll do my best.
My friend from French class promised to bring me the cd of The 3 Musketeers. I was there on it's opening night. As in premier opening night. It wasn't the best show, far from it, but now I can honestly say that I was there at a premier. But there was one song or two that I liked, both sung by Milady, so Cindy promised to lend it to me.
I like llamas. If you have read to here, congrats. E-mail me to say so and I'll give you a cookie.