Friday, May 28, 2004
It also slices bagels.Â
"howdy doody in the woodshed"
can you believe a song with a title like that can actually exist?
well... anyway. school's out! but you know, i won't enlarge any fonts here because it sure doesn't feel like it is. i mean, they're forcing us to trudge back to school three times next week for chemistry and biology lectures. can you feel my legs quivering with excitement at the sheer thought of going back to school during the holidays? i'm sure it reverberates throughout the earth's crust all the way deep into the core.
sorry, got a little carried away there. anyway, jo and alissa and i (ha! my grammar - check!) left school an hour earlier (9:35 am) because we were just sitting around doing nothing, while the other dahlings in my class got ready for chinese lessons. hyuk hyuk hyuk! bimboism ruled the day when me and jo (stuff grammar it sounds nicer like that) went to scotts to look at a hot pink dress, but it wasn't there so we decided to take a bus but then felt guilty about being so lazy so we walked to paragon instead and went to Guess and saw the hot pink dress and walked out. and then went home.
sickness status: nose - still blocked. throat - still clogged.
un-perk of my day: why my mormon friend will not stop bombarding me with debates and illogical and circular reasoning that will force poor, flu-ridden me to argue with her. thank you jo for RESCUING ME! cluck cluck.
meg and bichay (haw haw haw) and whoever else are out "playing bowling.. oops, i meant bowling" at goodness knows where now. if i didn't have my stupid flu i'd be there in a... a... jiffy! yes, jiffy.
you know how annoying it is when you have a cold and you need to sneeze but someone says "aaaah chooo" for you and the urge to sneeze goes away? it makes me feel so incomplete. right now this song playing on my itunes which doesn't even sound like any sneeze keeps stopping me from sneezing. it's so unfair.
Ruth's Clever and Nifty Excerpt Of The Day: extracted from Captain Underpants and the Big, Bad Battle of The Bionic Booger Boy - Part 1: The Night of The Nasty Nostril Nuggets, page 74.
"After a few hours, Melvin had built his
newest and most powerful robot ever, which
had three sets of interchangeable laser
eyeballs, Macro-Hydraulic Jump-A-Tronic
legs, Super Somgobulating Automo-Arms,
and an extendable Octo-Claw rib cage, and
was powered by three separate Twin Turbo-
9000 SP5 Kung-Fu Titanium/Lithium Allow
Processors, which were all built into a
virtually indestructible Flexo-Growmonic
endoskeleton that had the power to punch
through cinder blocks, crush steel in its vise-
like grasp, and plow mercilessly through
poorly written run-on sentences.
It could also slice bagels."
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 5/28/2004 04:02:00 PM
can you believe a song with a title like that can actually exist?
well... anyway. school's out! but you know, i won't enlarge any fonts here because it sure doesn't feel like it is. i mean, they're forcing us to trudge back to school three times next week for chemistry and biology lectures. can you feel my legs quivering with excitement at the sheer thought of going back to school during the holidays? i'm sure it reverberates throughout the earth's crust all the way deep into the core.
sorry, got a little carried away there. anyway, jo and alissa and i (ha! my grammar - check!) left school an hour earlier (9:35 am) because we were just sitting around doing nothing, while the other dahlings in my class got ready for chinese lessons. hyuk hyuk hyuk! bimboism ruled the day when me and jo (stuff grammar it sounds nicer like that) went to scotts to look at a hot pink dress, but it wasn't there so we decided to take a bus but then felt guilty about being so lazy so we walked to paragon instead and went to Guess and saw the hot pink dress and walked out. and then went home.
sickness status: nose - still blocked. throat - still clogged.
un-perk of my day: why my mormon friend will not stop bombarding me with debates and illogical and circular reasoning that will force poor, flu-ridden me to argue with her. thank you jo for RESCUING ME! cluck cluck.
meg and bichay (haw haw haw) and whoever else are out "playing bowling.. oops, i meant bowling" at goodness knows where now. if i didn't have my stupid flu i'd be there in a... a... jiffy! yes, jiffy.
you know how annoying it is when you have a cold and you need to sneeze but someone says "aaaah chooo" for you and the urge to sneeze goes away? it makes me feel so incomplete. right now this song playing on my itunes which doesn't even sound like any sneeze keeps stopping me from sneezing. it's so unfair.
Ruth's Clever and Nifty Excerpt Of The Day: extracted from Captain Underpants and the Big, Bad Battle of The Bionic Booger Boy - Part 1: The Night of The Nasty Nostril Nuggets, page 74.
"After a few hours, Melvin had built his
newest and most powerful robot ever, which
had three sets of interchangeable laser
eyeballs, Macro-Hydraulic Jump-A-Tronic
legs, Super Somgobulating Automo-Arms,
and an extendable Octo-Claw rib cage, and
was powered by three separate Twin Turbo-
9000 SP5 Kung-Fu Titanium/Lithium Allow
Processors, which were all built into a
virtually indestructible Flexo-Growmonic
endoskeleton that had the power to punch
through cinder blocks, crush steel in its vise-
like grasp, and plow mercilessly through
poorly written run-on sentences.
It could also slice bagels."
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 5/28/2004 04:02:00 PM
