oh i wish i were an oscar meyer weiner...
Oct. 24th, 2002 11:24 am[crankies]
I really don't have much of a reason to be cranky, but I think I'm going to embrace it for awhile. I'll pull the hood of my little zip-up sweater and pout and listen to Eminem with a stormy look on my face. Whee! It'll be fun for everyone involved, especially me. Trust me on this.
I lost a lot of hair this morning in the shower. It was vaguely disturbing actually. I have a lot of hair, okay, and I know that it doesn't matter if I lose a little everyday when I shower. But today was literally clumps of hair. I couldn't touch my hair without my fingers being covered in hair. It's disturbing to think that much hair is just dying to get away from my head. I shower daily! I wash you! I don't put awful hair products in you! I don't use a hair dryer! Stay on my head please!
Also, I had a very bizarre dream this morning in the 9 minutes between my alarm going off, me hitting the snooze button, and the alarm going off again. For some reason Jack was married to Thor (Yes, the High Commander of the Asgard Fleet Thor. I know it makes no sense), but they couldn't see each other and no one knew that Jack and Thor were soinlove! But everytime Jack even mentioned Thor, his face lit up and he was so happy. And Thor would show up out of nowhere and touch Jack's face and Jack would fall in love more and more. Gah. [kicks brain] Don't do things like that to me in the morning. Now I have sappy love bunnies about Jack and Thor. Which I will not be writing thank you very much.
I've called my father twice to beg him to bring home the DVD burner for the laptop. Two long, begging messages where I tell him I love him and I'll be his best friend for ever and ever. I'm hoping he actually listens to them and does it. Of course, I will call again as many times as it takes to actually talk to him. I really, really want to burn Justin's album so I have it. I need to have this album with me all the time. It's vital right now. And that really fucking pisses me off. Fucking Timberlake. [kicks Justin]
I have so much time to kill before my class. It's fantastic. I got a parking space easily, checked all my email, checked all of lj, and now I have an entry that means nothing and just babbles! Whee! Perhaps I'll talk about my plot bunnies based on New Radicals songs. Nothing like going back to the well for inspiration. And all of them are angsty Jack bunnies. Poor Jack. [pets Jack] It's not that I don't love you, because I do, it's just that you're ripe for pain. I've hurt Daniel already. It's Jack's turn. Or not. Who knows. Perhaps I'll write happy fic about Jack and Thor skipping hand in hand through fields of wild flowers while Daniel sneezes over and over again because of the pollen. It'll be an epic romance based on the scene in The Sound of Music where Maria twirls around on the mountainside and sings about the hills being alive.
You know...
I may need more coffee. Or something. Because I am very, very cracked out right now. Wow. I'm kind of frightening myself.
But Jack and Thor!
I really don't have much of a reason to be cranky, but I think I'm going to embrace it for awhile. I'll pull the hood of my little zip-up sweater and pout and listen to Eminem with a stormy look on my face. Whee! It'll be fun for everyone involved, especially me. Trust me on this.
I lost a lot of hair this morning in the shower. It was vaguely disturbing actually. I have a lot of hair, okay, and I know that it doesn't matter if I lose a little everyday when I shower. But today was literally clumps of hair. I couldn't touch my hair without my fingers being covered in hair. It's disturbing to think that much hair is just dying to get away from my head. I shower daily! I wash you! I don't put awful hair products in you! I don't use a hair dryer! Stay on my head please!
Also, I had a very bizarre dream this morning in the 9 minutes between my alarm going off, me hitting the snooze button, and the alarm going off again. For some reason Jack was married to Thor (Yes, the High Commander of the Asgard Fleet Thor. I know it makes no sense), but they couldn't see each other and no one knew that Jack and Thor were soinlove! But everytime Jack even mentioned Thor, his face lit up and he was so happy. And Thor would show up out of nowhere and touch Jack's face and Jack would fall in love more and more. Gah. [kicks brain] Don't do things like that to me in the morning. Now I have sappy love bunnies about Jack and Thor. Which I will not be writing thank you very much.
I've called my father twice to beg him to bring home the DVD burner for the laptop. Two long, begging messages where I tell him I love him and I'll be his best friend for ever and ever. I'm hoping he actually listens to them and does it. Of course, I will call again as many times as it takes to actually talk to him. I really, really want to burn Justin's album so I have it. I need to have this album with me all the time. It's vital right now. And that really fucking pisses me off. Fucking Timberlake. [kicks Justin]
I have so much time to kill before my class. It's fantastic. I got a parking space easily, checked all my email, checked all of lj, and now I have an entry that means nothing and just babbles! Whee! Perhaps I'll talk about my plot bunnies based on New Radicals songs. Nothing like going back to the well for inspiration. And all of them are angsty Jack bunnies. Poor Jack. [pets Jack] It's not that I don't love you, because I do, it's just that you're ripe for pain. I've hurt Daniel already. It's Jack's turn. Or not. Who knows. Perhaps I'll write happy fic about Jack and Thor skipping hand in hand through fields of wild flowers while Daniel sneezes over and over again because of the pollen. It'll be an epic romance based on the scene in The Sound of Music where Maria twirls around on the mountainside and sings about the hills being alive.
You know...
I may need more coffee. Or something. Because I am very, very cracked out right now. Wow. I'm kind of frightening myself.
But Jack and Thor!