Yeah, I dunno why my blog title says that, but then again it's rare for my blog title to actually make sense, or describe my blog at all. I pretty much use it as a way to draw you all in -
Are you drawn in? I'm assuming you are cause you're still reading, if you not still reading I'm horribly ashamed and am sending bad voodoo vibes through my laptop at you - (pause for bad voodoo vibe sending)
Because I'm not to sure what to post- I have a case of bullshit-block. Like writers block, but not. So I'll answer some FAQs.
What did I do today?
Well, that's one hell of a good question. We had practice and I napped and my friend Amelia Bedelia came over with a pie. Then she stayed and we ran and watched Avatar - at least half of it, then we got distracted by baking a cake.
What are my plans for tomorrow?
I'm feeling mighty adventurous. I might load a new roll of film into my fish-eye and drive around Riverside and take pictures. Or I may go on a hike. Or some hybrid of the above suggestions.
Why am I using dashes?
No idea, I just feel the need to abuse the dash button on my keyboard.
Why are you up so late
I'm not. I'm sleep blogging. Look what you all made me do!
Go to bed.
You're right, I need to go to sleep.
Who is this mysterious Sir?
If I told you I'd have to kill you - and then I would lose one reader. And I would be sad. Also I can't tell you cause I need to go to bed. It's almost 2 hours past my bedtime!
<3
Alright, you caught me, those are not frequently asked questions... shame on me. I blame it on my sugar high coming down and the fact that I'm avoiding my bedtime.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
The End of an Era
Well last night I took a vow with my roommate to stop being such a creeper. Yes I know go me! I'll pause right now for well wishers and doubters to make themselves known. I have two unmoderated comments but I'm scared to read them cause I'm well aware of how completely creeper my last two posts were. But hell if I wasn't creepy then I wouldn't be me... right? Well I guess that's as good as an excuse as I'm giving. But for serious. No more creeper for me. I'm on the straight and narrow of uncreeper-dom. And it can be done.
Huzzah.
Now it's story time! So circle around darlings and listen up: give me your ears (please?)
So I moderated some comments, I have two - go me! And I would like to thank my lovely anonymous commenters for their time and appreciation and comments... yes...
NOW is story time, this little diddy is about a young girl named Sue, and it's summer where Sue lives and she likes to run, here is the story in all it's fantastic-ness.
Once upon a time there was a young woman named Sue, and it was the season they call summer where young Sue lived and since it was summer, Sue needed to wake up early to run. You know so she didn't get dehydrated. One day though, she walked out her front door and it seemed hotter than usual, she glanced into the sky, shielding her eyes from the sun and squinted. Did the sun seem closer than usual? Was it just her or was it pulsating in the strangest way?
No one else seemed to notice, but then again no one else was around, so she laced up her trainers and trotted down the steps, the sounds of Marky Mark and the Funky bunch blasting through her headphones. She hummed along for a bit before she became out of breath and continued the run with her labored breathing being the only sound the pierced the unusually quiet morning.
She had only run about a mile before she had to stop. Sweat was pouring off her like Niagra falls and she felt more dehydrated than normal. She glanced up and saw the sun gleaming was seemed to be a mere 100 meters away. What the hell? She thought to herself, And why in the holy hell was the sun pulsing like that? Like there was a nightclub going on inside and the bass was making the building shake.
Just standing there made her feel sluggish and heavy, and every time she glanced up the sun seemed closer and closer. But last time she checked it was still 2010 and the world still had two years.
Sue decided that it was time to turn around and run home, maybe then she could turn up the air conditioning and hope it was cooler by the time 7 pm rolled around so she could get another run in. But a mile later she stumbled up the stairs to the apartment door, and felt as though the sun was sitting directly on her shoulders. She lay down at the door and couldn't find the strength to move anymore. Everything felt hot, her face, her back, her legs... she kicked off her shoes - they were suffocating her. And right before she felt like she was going to black out, she ripped out her headphones, exposing the dulcet tones of Taylor Swift - singing about how today was a fairytale cause she wore a dress. One of Sue's favorite songs to be sure.
But something strange happened. The sun, which was almost literally at the base of the stairs about to walk up, let out a strangled sort of cry and leapt back up to the sky. Now it was dangling right above the pine tree on the lawn of the apartment complex.
Seeing this, Sue pulled the headphones out of their jack and cranked it up - it's a love story, baby just say yes!
The sun screamed again and arced upward, now it was where it had been this morning, and the pulsing was at a minimum.
bum bum, bum bum...
Maybe... Sue took a deep breath and warbled along with the blond songstress on her ipod - cause when you're fifteen and some one tells you they love you, you're gonna believe him.
This time the sun began to shake and vibrate like an earthquake mixed with multiple text messages from millions of cell phones were going off inside. And then Sue and ipod Taylor let out one high note - Taylor hit it, Sue... not so much, but what happened next was not what anyone was expecting.
THE SUN FUCKING EXPLODED (cover your eyes children this is censored)
- the end.
yeah, that sucked major suck, but I'm tired and I would like to say that I love Taylor Swift and frequently sing along to her songs in the car (smilessss)
edit: I published two comments but they're not showing up and now I'm sad... so sorry to my anonymous commenters (sadface)
Huzzah.
Now it's story time! So circle around darlings and listen up: give me your ears (please?)
So I moderated some comments, I have two - go me! And I would like to thank my lovely anonymous commenters for their time and appreciation and comments... yes...
NOW is story time, this little diddy is about a young girl named Sue, and it's summer where Sue lives and she likes to run, here is the story in all it's fantastic-ness.
Once upon a time there was a young woman named Sue, and it was the season they call summer where young Sue lived and since it was summer, Sue needed to wake up early to run. You know so she didn't get dehydrated. One day though, she walked out her front door and it seemed hotter than usual, she glanced into the sky, shielding her eyes from the sun and squinted. Did the sun seem closer than usual? Was it just her or was it pulsating in the strangest way?
No one else seemed to notice, but then again no one else was around, so she laced up her trainers and trotted down the steps, the sounds of Marky Mark and the Funky bunch blasting through her headphones. She hummed along for a bit before she became out of breath and continued the run with her labored breathing being the only sound the pierced the unusually quiet morning.
She had only run about a mile before she had to stop. Sweat was pouring off her like Niagra falls and she felt more dehydrated than normal. She glanced up and saw the sun gleaming was seemed to be a mere 100 meters away. What the hell? She thought to herself, And why in the holy hell was the sun pulsing like that? Like there was a nightclub going on inside and the bass was making the building shake.
Just standing there made her feel sluggish and heavy, and every time she glanced up the sun seemed closer and closer. But last time she checked it was still 2010 and the world still had two years.
Sue decided that it was time to turn around and run home, maybe then she could turn up the air conditioning and hope it was cooler by the time 7 pm rolled around so she could get another run in. But a mile later she stumbled up the stairs to the apartment door, and felt as though the sun was sitting directly on her shoulders. She lay down at the door and couldn't find the strength to move anymore. Everything felt hot, her face, her back, her legs... she kicked off her shoes - they were suffocating her. And right before she felt like she was going to black out, she ripped out her headphones, exposing the dulcet tones of Taylor Swift - singing about how today was a fairytale cause she wore a dress. One of Sue's favorite songs to be sure.
But something strange happened. The sun, which was almost literally at the base of the stairs about to walk up, let out a strangled sort of cry and leapt back up to the sky. Now it was dangling right above the pine tree on the lawn of the apartment complex.
Seeing this, Sue pulled the headphones out of their jack and cranked it up - it's a love story, baby just say yes!
The sun screamed again and arced upward, now it was where it had been this morning, and the pulsing was at a minimum.
bum bum, bum bum...
Maybe... Sue took a deep breath and warbled along with the blond songstress on her ipod - cause when you're fifteen and some one tells you they love you, you're gonna believe him.
This time the sun began to shake and vibrate like an earthquake mixed with multiple text messages from millions of cell phones were going off inside. And then Sue and ipod Taylor let out one high note - Taylor hit it, Sue... not so much, but what happened next was not what anyone was expecting.
THE SUN FUCKING EXPLODED (cover your eyes children this is censored)
- the end.
yeah, that sucked major suck, but I'm tired and I would like to say that I love Taylor Swift and frequently sing along to her songs in the car (smilessss)
edit: I published two comments but they're not showing up and now I'm sad... so sorry to my anonymous commenters (sadface)
Monday, June 14, 2010
Letters to A Certain Sir
Dear Sir,
As of this weekend, I can no longer conveniently run into you on campus, and it saddens me because this means that unless you realize that I'm your soul mate I will probably never see you again. I'm still hoping that in the off chance you do realize that we're soul mates and come break down my door I'll be here waiting, but in reality I know that's not happening so I bid you adieu and say that it's been fun being instalk love with you, even though you didn't know it.
In a tribute to gossip girl I'll end with this,
You know you love me (cause you totally do),
xoxo,
Margaret (not as catchy as gossip girl but I'll live)
Dear Sir,
As of this weekend, I can no longer conveniently run into you on campus, and it saddens me because this means that unless you realize that I'm your soul mate I will probably never see you again. I'm still hoping that in the off chance you do realize that we're soul mates and come break down my door I'll be here waiting, but in reality I know that's not happening so I bid you adieu and say that it's been fun being in
In a tribute to gossip girl I'll end with this,
You know you love me (cause you totally do),
xoxo,
Margaret (not as catchy as gossip girl but I'll live)
***
Dear Sir,
I have many regrets, well not really but it doesn't sound as dramatic if I don't start with that. But anyways, back to my dramatic letter, I have many regrets but my biggest one (not really but once again I'm going for drama here) is not getting to know you better... yeah that's a big fat lie. I do wish I got to know you better though, but since I don't own a time turner, nor do I know Doctor Who, I can't do anything about it. So there goes that idea. I hope that one day you realize that we are soul mates, but until then... well I'm not sure what to put here cause I'm hoping that you'll realize it soon.
-Margaret
***
- Margaret
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