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[unavoidedcrisis]

Woohoo. What an utter waste of a weekend. I did absolutely nothing.

Which is not technically true at all. And I will tell you how it's not possible. It's not possible because I did many things. But what I didn't do was anything remotely interesting or productive.

So I say instead of that (that I did nothing to benefit anyone) I say that I did nothing. Which we both know is false.

Funny how language works, eh? It's not at all accurate sometimes. Did I spell accurate right?

Anyways, Friday night I went out with my father for the first time in almost forever. I ordered a book, it should be in soon (yeah right. We all know how quick they are with that...). Dad promised me he would teach me how to drive standard in his '98 Subaru Legacy, but I doubt that'll ever happen.

Saturday saw me running all over the country. I bought some flannel to make myself a pair of pants though, so big bonus [1].  I also went with my grandmother to her friend's house. I got free cranberry muffins. I love cranberry muffins.

Finally made it home Saturday afternoon, only to find that poor Jessica was bored and wanted to do something. So an hour later my aunt was picking us both up and taking us to the mall.

Where Jess and I immediately got hit on by scary, older men.

Once we had removed ourselves from such volatile situations, we retreated to bookstore, where Jess read manga and I found a trashy fantasy novel to read.

For an hour and a half. And I believe there was coffee. Yes, cannot have reading in bookstores with coffee. It's like peanut butter and jam sandwiches with peanut butter. Or worse- with smooth peanut butter.

Yuck. I'm making myself sick just thinking about it.

Anyways. I got a lot of my Christmas shopping done, so this is good. Not like last year. Or the horrid fiasco of '99. No repeats of that, nosir. I got some writing done too.

Today I cleaned the bathroom. Millions perished. Millions of germs, rather. My mother says I used too much Pine Sol. Then I did sweet all for another four or so hours.

And basically, here I am now. I didn't do any of the sociology I was supposed to either. Or the trig for that matter, But I never do the trig. So it makes no difference in the grand scheme of things.

On one final, you-probably-didn't-want-to-know, extra personal note: my breasts are too damned big. I hate them.

That is all.

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endnotes:

[1] When two meters half-priced flannelet with little moose on it is the highlight of the day, your life is pretty damn pathetic...

Damn, this song makes me laugh.

Comments

[llamonkey.livejournal.com]

SADIST!!!!

Dirty whore.

::scoffs::

[strawberrishake.livejournal.com]

Doing nothing is FUN! Reminds me of what I did yesterday--sat around and talked to people online all day. Tis quite relaxing. And reading books in bookstores+coffee/tea=YUM. Especially if said coffee/tea is Starbucks! And WOOT! for moose pajamas because moose are cool. And poor you cleaning--I hate cleaning. And Pine Sol smells odd. Hope you had fun Christmas shopping lol.