Ok, I am very sorry to any people who might actually read this. I haven't posted in over a week, and I am very sorry about this. I want to say that I have been busy, but that would be a lie. I'm just a procrastinator. Finally Liam bugged me enough so that I'd post something new. Ok, 13 things that have happened since the last post:
1. Packers won the superbowl!!! Woot!!! As a cheesehead, I felt the need to express my extreme joy on this subject. I am a Packer fan 100%, so this was huge for me. The Green Bay Packers have not won a superbowl since I was 1 year old. This was big.
2. I read the second and third books in the Emily the Strange novel series. This was awesome and prompted me to start journaling.
3. I became a mall person. This gives me great pain to say. I used to hate the mall, and yet, look where I am now. No, actually don't look where I am, I'm not at the mall, I'm at home, in my pajamas, sitting at my desk chair with my feet on my bed. But I am a mall person, so it doesn't matter where I am. The reasons for me being a mall person, are that I've been to the mall, every friday for the past three weeks. Finally I'm breaking the cycle, and am NOT going to the mall tomorrow.
4. On Valentine's Day, I got a giant Hershey's bar! I'm eating it now.
5. Tonight I went to a concert at Clamatis at Cityplace. The music wasn't very good, but my friends and I are crazy enough that we had fun anyway.
6. On Saturday we're having the first meeting for A Very Potter Musical!!! I'm extremely excited about this.
7. Tomorrow, my friend Theo is going to teach me how to play drums. I'm not sure about this because his brother is actually really good at drums, so it's kind of intimidating.
8. ... Sorry I got distracted because I found my old Nintendo DS and have been playing Texas Holden Poker on there for the past hour...
ADD strikes again... Anyway, I've had a lot going on... I've also resurected a few stories from a while ago, but no one on deviantArt seems to care... no one's read them... :( I mean, I know they coulld use some work, but it's not like they're horrible... I guess the yaoi just gets more attention than my other stuff.
How about I tell you tonight's story?
Ok so we were at this concert in cityplace right, and there was this guy who we're all sure was drunk or high or something cuz he was acting very strange. At one point all my friends had convinced theirselves that they'd seen him making out with himself. Later on, he left for a while. It must be noted that I was very distractable -and still am- so I kept looking around at the buildings and lights and stuff around us. At one point, we were all sitting around, eating pizza and talking, and I looked around and I saw in this very expensive looking apartment complex, some lights on in a window. And inside I could see there was a man who looked very similar to the drunk man we'd seen earlier. He was putting on a blue flannel shirt over his white shirt that he'd been wearing earlier. I pointed him out to my friends, but before they looked, he was gone. Then about ten minutes later, we saw him again on the dance floor, dancing crazily again in a blue flannel shirt. I pointed him out to my friend Theo, and said that I'd seen him putting on that shirt in his apparment, so it must be the same guy. Theo responded saying he must be a very rich drunk. i suggested that maybe he wasn't drunk, but rather high, because you'd kind of have to be rich in order to pay for drugs. This was all very funny to us.
Later on, we were all dancing to the not-so-good music, and the drunk man approached us trying to get us to dance crazy like him. He was wolf-whistling at us, and making us uncomfortable. We all politely tried to hint to him that we didn't want to dance with him, but he didn't sense our discomfort. He went on dancing crazily, and eventually approached us again, this time persistantly trying to strike up a conversation. It must here be noted that most of the teens in our group were girls, and we were all quite creeped out. It escalated to the point where he was telling our reluctant-to-listen group about how he owns a comedy club. He said he'd give us a free taste of his comedy and we curiously agreed to hear his joke.
"What's the difference between an anal thermometer and an oral thermometer?" He slurred. He was still swaying slightly either from drunkeness, trying to keep dancing to the song, or a strange combination of both. He gave a pause for us to think about it, and then gave the punch line. "The taste." We all laughed, and he walked away. But after only a second he came back. This time he was with another drunk looking man. "I'm Dan, and this is my brother." He slurred out. He did say his brother's name, but due to the music, and his drunken voice, I didn't understand what he'd said it was. Shortly after this, a few of my friends' parents came over. The drunk man said something about parents and being 'no fun' and walked away immediatly. This was the final clue to us that he was most definitly a creeper, and so after a bit more now awkward dancing, we went back to where we'd been sitting before. The drunk man, "Dan" went back to the dance floor right after we left, and went back to his crazy dancing. "At least he's happy." I keep telling myself. But if creeping on a group of teens is what makes him happy, I'm not entirely sure his happiness is a good thing for the general public. But even so, we had a great night.
That's all I've got. I'll try not to procrastinate so much in the future.
~RF
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
This post is brought ot you by sugar, craziness, and spiders.
Ok just as a warning, as of right now, I'm on the decline of a huge sugar high. I'm home alone and I've had this blaring for the past half an hour. I've been jumping up and down, while spinning, and 'dancing' for a while, followed by running laps around the inside of my house. I'm on the downside, and the dizziness is now setting in. I'm sipping a ginger ale, and have turned down the volume a bit. And I'm no longer dancing. But I'm still a bit crazy so watch out. If I type something weird and random, and it happens to offend you in anyway, let me appologize ahead of time for that.
Ok so now you finally understand the name of the blog... Anyway, I'm not on drugs. I swear. Unless someone spiked my apple juice when I wasn't looking...
I'm using that thermos/sippy cup thing again... I like marshmallows. I wish I had-- wait... I think we might have mashmallows... Yes I do have mashmallows, but decided against eating them because I feel sick already and don't want to worsen it. Ok right, we were going to tell you about the spider!
Ok so last night before I went to bed, in my bathroom, I saw a small spider. I stared at it for a while, thinking of how I could kill it. But one problem stopped me from doing any of these things: The spidr was on the ceiling. So I gave up rather quickly. Then this morning, I was in the shower. And out of the corner of my eye, I saw something move. I looked, and sure enough, it was the spider, crawling up my shoulder. I suddenly went from taking a rather normal shower, to being a thrashing blur of limbs as I frantically smacked myself everywhere, hoping to hit the spider. After my little panic attack, the spider was on the floor of the tub. I stared at it for a bit. It was about the size of a nickel, that's including the legs. After a bit, I found that it was still alive, so I attacked it with my razor. Meaning I smacked and hacked at it until it was bloody and curled up in a little ball of it's evil spider self. Then, just for good measure, I washed it down the drain. Then for the rest of the time I was showering, it was like my own personal horror movie. I'm not technically afraid of spiders, I just hate them. So so so much. But for the rest of the shower, I was looking around, waiting for more of them to drop in with thier ninja spider skills. Lucky for me, I made it out alive. But I'm now paranoid that there are more spiders lurking in my bathroom.
I'm getting bored with the spiders. You know what I hate? Maniquins. I am litterally terrified of them. They're going to come alive and kill us all. I swear it they will. I especially hate the ones with faces and hands. Now my sugar crash is coming to an end so I think I'll just stop.
Toodles! ~Rain
Ok so now you finally understand the name of the blog... Anyway, I'm not on drugs. I swear. Unless someone spiked my apple juice when I wasn't looking...
I'm using that thermos/sippy cup thing again... I like marshmallows. I wish I had-- wait... I think we might have mashmallows... Yes I do have mashmallows, but decided against eating them because I feel sick already and don't want to worsen it. Ok right, we were going to tell you about the spider!
Ok so last night before I went to bed, in my bathroom, I saw a small spider. I stared at it for a while, thinking of how I could kill it. But one problem stopped me from doing any of these things: The spidr was on the ceiling. So I gave up rather quickly. Then this morning, I was in the shower. And out of the corner of my eye, I saw something move. I looked, and sure enough, it was the spider, crawling up my shoulder. I suddenly went from taking a rather normal shower, to being a thrashing blur of limbs as I frantically smacked myself everywhere, hoping to hit the spider. After my little panic attack, the spider was on the floor of the tub. I stared at it for a bit. It was about the size of a nickel, that's including the legs. After a bit, I found that it was still alive, so I attacked it with my razor. Meaning I smacked and hacked at it until it was bloody and curled up in a little ball of it's evil spider self. Then, just for good measure, I washed it down the drain. Then for the rest of the time I was showering, it was like my own personal horror movie. I'm not technically afraid of spiders, I just hate them. So so so much. But for the rest of the shower, I was looking around, waiting for more of them to drop in with thier ninja spider skills. Lucky for me, I made it out alive. But I'm now paranoid that there are more spiders lurking in my bathroom.
I'm getting bored with the spiders. You know what I hate? Maniquins. I am litterally terrified of them. They're going to come alive and kill us all. I swear it they will. I especially hate the ones with faces and hands. Now my sugar crash is coming to an end so I think I'll just stop.
Toodles! ~Rain
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Addictions... it's not what you think.
Ok so most people, when they think of addictions they think of drugs and alcohol. But that's not what I think of. See, recently I've developed a few minor addictions:
Tic Tacs
Reading/writing yaoi
Celtic music
Scented hand sanitizers
and one that I'm slowly waning off of, Sunflower seeds
So these addictions may seem harmless, but what about finding a resource that I can get these things from? tic tacs are cheap, but I run out of them rather quickly, and my mother is getting a bit annoyed with having to buy them for me. Reading and writing yaoi is one of the more easy ones to maintain, I simply use deviantArt for reading, and Microsoft Word for writing. Celtic music might seem easy, I use pandora online radio, and my ipod. But I fear that soon I'll get tired of hearing the same songs over and over, what will I do then? Scented hand sanitizers I'm ok with for now. I got five little bottles of them for christmas (that's actually what started the addiction) and it's been over a month now and I'm not even close to finishing the first bottle. Sunflower seeds are a big one. I used to eat probably about one cup per day. That's a lot of seeds. I've slowly been cutting back, and now I'm to the point where I can go a whole day without even thinking about them, but theres always that craving... And they're just sitting there on my desk, it would be too easy to just take a mouthful and be spitting shells for the next hour.
The worst part is that I actually enjoy having these minor addictions, and I don't really want to get rid of them.
Ok new subject becauze I got distracted!
I will be going to the renaissance festival soon! Usually I make up some sort of character for myself and be that person for the day, and this time, I'm doing it a bit differently. This time, I'm going to be Liam! I'm quite excited about this because it's a chance for my friends to see what he's like. It'll be played out as if I have multiple personalities. One is me, strange, funny, kind, goofy, other adjectives. And the other will be Liam, pissy, weird, swears a lot (I'll have to filter that a bit), crazy, often sarcastically rude, Irish, awesome, grumpy, silly, more adjectives. So this is going to be a lot of fun! I can't wait!
On another note, THE SUPER BOWL IS IN 4 DAYS!!! I am SO excited because I'm a cheesehead! GO PACK GO!! I know we'll win because I've been manifesting it since the start of the football season. We will win the Super Bowl!!! For once, I'm going to sit through the entire game. I'll actually watch the whole thing. I've never done that before... I always get distracted, or bored, or WHOA WHAT WAS THAT!!! ... ok never mind... it was just my phone making a strange noise. Whelp, I've got to go and get back to school because that's what I should have been doing for the past half an hour.
Toodles!
~RF
Tic Tacs
Reading/writing yaoi
Celtic music
Scented hand sanitizers
and one that I'm slowly waning off of, Sunflower seeds
So these addictions may seem harmless, but what about finding a resource that I can get these things from? tic tacs are cheap, but I run out of them rather quickly, and my mother is getting a bit annoyed with having to buy them for me. Reading and writing yaoi is one of the more easy ones to maintain, I simply use deviantArt for reading, and Microsoft Word for writing. Celtic music might seem easy, I use pandora online radio, and my ipod. But I fear that soon I'll get tired of hearing the same songs over and over, what will I do then? Scented hand sanitizers I'm ok with for now. I got five little bottles of them for christmas (that's actually what started the addiction) and it's been over a month now and I'm not even close to finishing the first bottle. Sunflower seeds are a big one. I used to eat probably about one cup per day. That's a lot of seeds. I've slowly been cutting back, and now I'm to the point where I can go a whole day without even thinking about them, but theres always that craving... And they're just sitting there on my desk, it would be too easy to just take a mouthful and be spitting shells for the next hour.
The worst part is that I actually enjoy having these minor addictions, and I don't really want to get rid of them.
Ok new subject becauze I got distracted!
I will be going to the renaissance festival soon! Usually I make up some sort of character for myself and be that person for the day, and this time, I'm doing it a bit differently. This time, I'm going to be Liam! I'm quite excited about this because it's a chance for my friends to see what he's like. It'll be played out as if I have multiple personalities. One is me, strange, funny, kind, goofy, other adjectives. And the other will be Liam, pissy, weird, swears a lot (I'll have to filter that a bit), crazy, often sarcastically rude, Irish, awesome, grumpy, silly, more adjectives. So this is going to be a lot of fun! I can't wait!
On another note, THE SUPER BOWL IS IN 4 DAYS!!! I am SO excited because I'm a cheesehead! GO PACK GO!! I know we'll win because I've been manifesting it since the start of the football season. We will win the Super Bowl!!! For once, I'm going to sit through the entire game. I'll actually watch the whole thing. I've never done that before... I always get distracted, or bored, or WHOA WHAT WAS THAT!!! ... ok never mind... it was just my phone making a strange noise. Whelp, I've got to go and get back to school because that's what I should have been doing for the past half an hour.
Toodles!
~RF
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