30 September 2004

Meat Pies

dunkan came over. we made meat pie. fun times. today was a good day until about five minutes ago. its high time i gave up, doncha think? yup. i cant read what im writing because its in white. mother made chicken for dinner. i dont have choir tomorrow. i almost went to wendys with hattie, but mother wants her to get a little more experience driving. i shouldve known. here you go david caffey. almost interesting facts about my life. score one for life.

hey. artist. you got a dollar?

huh.
i thought not.

23 September 2004

ANI!

ANIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

o. my. god. ANI. she was amazing. wonderful. awesome. short.

we went, and we waited outside forever, and then they let us in and we waited inside forever, and then the lesbian comedian came and was funny, but we wanted to hear ani. and then the indigo girls came and they were great too, but we WANTED TO HEAR ANI. then when the indigo girls got done they had a twenty minute slideshow about american rights history or something, and LORD did we wanna hear ani. and then! she came! ah! we all died, except not, because ani is a goddess. shes very short and cute and had a bass player who was awesome. andandand--

i love ani. i do i do. i am very sleepy. and i cant sing. because of ani. we stood up for four hours. it was SO worth it. SO. *dies in bliss*

12 September 2004

And POOF! You're Dead.

this is what happens when school starts. you get lots and lots and LOTS of homework starting about a week and a half in, and then suddenly youre not blogging for three weeks or so. god. i suck. surely something interesting has happened in all that time, right?

Right?

*long pause* i got nothin. im gunna have to ramble. and by ramble, i mean talk about whatever the helk i wanna with no point or purpose. goody! okay. guess who came to my house. thats right: LANE! w00t! it was so totally krunk and exciting what with foreign language night at the football game and winning by a million and 60s togas and hattie and eileen and lane and falling asleep on the couch and at the computer and going to novus and general happiness. at novus we got all rearranged to see where we sounded best. im not on the end by rachel o'c anymore. but ill live. im by coretta and some girl i dont know, but mouse is the other side of coretta, so that will be good times. i hate mr smith. i do. he sucks. yknow whos hilarious? newman. that boy is hilarious. and dunkans hair is growing. its so cool how you can tell when shorthair peoples hair is growing. cause they cut it and then boom! suddenly its longer. i wish that worked with long hair. i have theorized that hair grows slower and slower as it gets longer. thats probably either total crap or already been proven. o well. we had cousins from arizona over. this is a good thing because whenev the out of town relative folks come to town mother goes to corkys and we eat with much rejoicing. lord. hero is a great movie. it makes me think of amelias dad when hes was like "o but the colors!" cause the colors amaze me out the DOOR. and theres practically NO blood. score one million for tarentino. i made up that spelling. t'other night i dreamt i was at p didys party and there was a murderer who was nathans sister and also Little Italy off the NML. how odd. there was an article about amelias dad in the paper today. i havent read it yet, cause mom just told me a few minutes ago and i have yet to get off my rear to read it. justin is having one of those things today where he invites me and lilla to his house to watch whatever movie just so he can have amanda over. how nice. he says thats not why, but i see right through him.

o well. free chips.