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2002-12-28 @ 10:17 a.m.
*irritated*
OK, so I was on here last night. And I wrote a mega-huge entry. And then put some dirty-dirty quizzes on here. And then....the computer ate it.
Stupid computer. Not ONLY did the computer eat it, it then proceeded to freak out and display a zillion error messages and then..the screen. went. blank. NO KIDDING. MY computer had a cow.
Then came the little light from Heaven, shining through the evil, dark retardedness of the computer. When I turned the blasted machine back on, a portion of my original entry was saved. I don't know WHY the computer didn't save the ENTIRE thing, sincec that would've been the polite thing to do. But here is the partial entry that I have recovered:
Attempted Entry, 12-27:
Relatively crazy things happen when one doesn’t have to be good for a while. Like, when one is exempt from attending the Hell known as school, some freaky shit is bound to go down.
For example, today.
Me: ROAR! I’m a tiger!
My sister: I’m a baby tiger!
Me: You are not a tiger. You are a helicopter.
My sister: Oh. I’m a helicopter!
Me: You have to make a NOISE stupid!
My sister: *makes a noise that’s a cross between a thump and a whir* I’m a helicopter!
Me and gtafreak: *laughing*
Gtafreak: What am I?!
Me: *thinking*
My sister: A tiger?!
Me: NO dummy; I’M a tiger!
My sister: I’m a helicopter!
Me: [ gtafreak], You’re a firecracker!
Gtafreak: I’m a firecracker!
Me: BAM! You’re a firecracker!
My sister: I’m a helicopter. ( note the lack of exclamation point. This was a simple, declarative statement, and should be read as such. )
Gtafreak: BAM! I’m a firecracker!
Me: ROAR! I’m a tiger!
My sister: *whir/thump noise* I’m a helicopter!
OK folks. This chorus continued for the entire day. Yep. Sure did.
We went to Funstation. That was interesting. We punched ducks ( rubber ones )! And we played the awesomeness known as Skeeball. And we won tickets from this machine that wasn’t really a game and that I didn’t understand, but it gave us lots and lots of tickets anyway. And then we bought candy.
From the funness that is the Funstation, we went in search of Cheap Food. We found Dairy Queen. OK, so Roy told me later that Dairy Queen is an ice cream-only type of establishment and one should never stoop so low as to actually try and dine there. Whoopsie. We made a mistake. It was not Chez Pierre, but we were hungry and it was cheap. So, we ate. If you can CALL it eating, since I’m not sure much actual food was involved. Yeah.
ROAR! I’m a tiger!
Then we came back to the casa that is mine and played pool. And whilst playing poool, Gtafreak and I discovered something. Something very important....
WE BOTH SUCK MAJORLY AT POOL.
Something made me kind of sad today. You know when you wake up from sleeping and you haven’t opened your eyes yet and you’re sort of in between sleeping and awakeness? No? OK, well try to follow anyway. So I was doing this half-ass awakeness thing and I was thinking about how I don’t really have anything that’s a defining characteristic. Which sort of sucks. I mean, OK, let me describe myself. !. Cars hate me, as do all things remotely related to technology. 2. I act like everyone’s mom, which includes addressing everyone with pet names if at all possible, not because I do it consciously but because that’s just what happens. 3. I am the world’s clumsiest person. I could trip over a three-foot electrical cord in a room the size of Texas. These are not really great things. I don’t know how to describe what I’m trying to say. I mean, these are defining characteristics. But they aren’t....normal. Argh. Damn the half-ass awakeness!!! ( I’ve decided that’s the term I’m going to apply to that state of being ) I can’t explain.
What’s new?
My diary is so lame. The funny stories have gone. All I do is complain. I’m complaining right now! ACK! *tries to strangle self but then foils self’s evil strangulation plan by distracting self with some Funstation candy*
There. That’s better. Damn. These entries are getting long. I TOLD you the not-having-to-go-to-schoolness is messing everything up. I’m writing long entries about nothing. ACCCK! I’m becoming Travis!
Hey. If I become Travis, who does Travis become? This is weird. I want to be Amy again. Actually, it doesn’t really matter. I’m Queen of the World anyway, so NOTHING MATTERS at this point. Ooh. OK, no I’m not going to be a creepy existentialist queen. No way. It matters. I’m just not going to deal with it. Lane, deal with it.
ROAR! I’m a tiger!
I just noticed something. I call Travis by his name in my diary. I don’t know Travis. Actually, I don’t know anybody named Travis. I know of them. Travis is one of those people named Travis. But I’ve never met him. Is it rude to call people you’ve never met by their names as if you know them? I dunno. I call George Washington by his name and I’ve never met him. And I am Queen of the World, so....yeah.
OMG. You know what is annoying as fuck? When people call celebrities by their first names as if they were their best friends. Like Britney, instead of Britney Spears. Excuse me, but I know 98% of you have NOT even come in contact with The Pop Princess, so you all need to call her Britney Spears. And just because you bought all her albums and have Britney Spears underwear does not give you permission to call her by her first name alone. Hang on. I want to revise that. If you own Britney Spears underwear, you can call her whatever you want to, cause you’re a freak anyway.
Hey, minions, you are SUPPOSED to be getting addys for quizzes! I am addicted. I need more. I found some pretty skanky ones. They’re kind of scary. I’ll go ahead and stick one in here:
[ end partial entry ]
So here is where it wasn't going to get interesting. Or at least that's what I'm going to tell you NOW. Bwahahaha! Though I may not have control of my technology just yet, I can maintain an iota of control over SOMETHNG! YAY!
ROAR! I'm a Tiger. And, and excellent Queen of the World.
I'll try to find the scary sex quizzes again and post them in the next entry. Ot maybe I'll just edit this one later when I have time to find them. But you won't know that til I DO IT! Bwahahaha!