Happy Halloween/Samhain/All Soul's Night

This is the first year ever that I didn't go trick-or-treating. It's kind of depressing but I didn't really want to. Dressed up in my "costume" anyway- I was Odile (The Black Swan) from Swan Lake, toe shoes and all. Go me.

Other than that nothing of any importance happened today. With the possible exception of having my ass handed to me by a '96 Windstar with a license plate that said "Montanio" on the way to the Great Northern Mall. I hate driving my mom's car.

And I found a box of stuff from high school in the garage. Lots of Sailor Moon stuff and the Immortal Fanfic Folder, which has selections of saccarineayako's and Jeannette's literary genius in it. Wow. Crazy times, huh, Aya-chan?!?

Things I must have to survive My short terms goals:

1) Flamenco lessons.
2) Tango lessons.
3) Motorcycle.
4) Braces.

Right. Will be applying for second job tomorrow.

Night all you lovely, lovely people.

Happy Halloween/Samhain/All Soul's Night

This is the first year ever that I didn't go trick-or-treating. It's kind of depressing but I didn't really want to. Dressed up in my "costume" anyway- I was Odile (The Black Swan) from Swan Lake, toe shoes and all. Go me.

Other than that nothing of any importance happened today. With the possible exception of having my ass handed to me by a '96 Windstar with a license plate that said "Montanio" on the way to the Great Northern Mall. I hate driving my mom's car.

And I found a box of stuff from high school in the garage. Lots of Sailor Moon stuff and the Immortal Fanfic Folder, which has selections of saccarineayako's and Jeannette's literary genius in it. Wow. Crazy times, huh, Aya-chan?!?

Things I must have to survive My short terms goals:

1) Flamenco lessons.
2) Tango lessons.
3) Motorcycle.
4) Braces.

Right. Will be applying for second job tomorrow.

Night all you lovely, lovely people.

I love you all, dudes and dudettes. Behold my (albeit unoriginal) version of sentimentality

When you are sad, . . . I will get you drunk and help you plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

When you are blue, . . . I'll try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

When you smile, . . .I'll know you finally got laid.

When you are scared . . .I will rag you about it every chance I get.

When you are worried . . .I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining. (ha, ha, ha, Tom.)

When you are confused . . .I will use short words to explain it to your dumb ass.

When you are sick . . .stay away from me until you're well again. I don't want whatever you have.

When you fall, . . .I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

This is my oath . . .I pledge 'till the end. Why you may ask?

Because you are my friend!

P.S. A friend will help you move. A really good friend will help you move a body.

Another note to end on:

God give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to put cinder blocks in the tarps with the bodies I have to dispose of by throwing them in a river.

I love you all, dudes and dudettes. Behold my (albeit unoriginal) version of sentimentality

When you are sad, . . . I will get you drunk and help you plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

When you are blue, . . . I'll try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

When you smile, . . .I'll know you finally got laid.

When you are scared . . .I will rag you about it every chance I get.

When you are worried . . .I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining. (ha, ha, ha, Tom.)

When you are confused . . .I will use short words to explain it to your dumb ass.

When you are sick . . .stay away from me until you're well again. I don't want whatever you have.

When you fall, . . .I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

This is my oath . . .I pledge 'till the end. Why you may ask?

Because you are my friend!

P.S. A friend will help you move. A really good friend will help you move a body.

Another note to end on:

God give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to put cinder blocks in the tarps with the bodies I have to dispose of by throwing them in a river.