Sunday, November 28, 2004
"which candle is most me?"Â
an insightful question to ponder over. i'm running out of cool and witty titles because i lack coolness/wit.
meg has already covered the cow-poop-splattering (she didn't get much of it... rachel and i did), the painful finals yesterday (figuratively and literally), and has reminded me about how i got mad at a purple stuffed toy last night.
i hate Peace the purple Tender Tails with a passion. i have not gotten back at it yet... just watch out... *sneer* and no meg, you are not worthy of being sacrificial enough for it. even though blue permanent markers can be washed out with a good scrub.
it's the grossly ugly one on the left.
anyway, i have commenced the uploading of my cds. i am tired and it's only CD #10! ack!
there's a very feeble-looking bug struggling to walk on my brother's craig's brother cd (ha-ha-ha)... i hope it DIES! hahahaha! haha!!!! ha.. ha.. do i do sinister well?
my godsister has already made it a priority (she's 9) to stay over at my house for two nights sometime this week... oh, the joy of having a slumber party with a 9-year-old girl who recently bought pointy boots from hong kong! sheer satisfaction i will receive when i claw her in the middle of the night instead of scratching my leg. (just kidding, lisa. i love you and everything, pointy boots and all.)
i am returning to malaysia on tuesday to get *gasp* covered in cow poop and paint again! the joy, the ecstasy, the fun! actually i really am looking forward to it, poop and paint and pain and all, because it's a million times funner than being a rotter at home, which i fear i will become.
then the name redundant ruth won't be a joke anymore.
www.yankeecandles.com has been the hot topic for this evening. are you hot for candles? *wink wink*
this is so bad, i'm turning into my dad... i have punned 643135 times already unintentionally. AND THAT RHYMED! the first part of the sentence. talk about being a born lyricist for cheesy raps.
meg has already covered the cow-poop-splattering (she didn't get much of it... rachel and i did), the painful finals yesterday (figuratively and literally), and has reminded me about how i got mad at a purple stuffed toy last night.
i hate Peace the purple Tender Tails with a passion. i have not gotten back at it yet... just watch out... *sneer* and no meg, you are not worthy of being sacrificial enough for it. even though blue permanent markers can be washed out with a good scrub.
it's the grossly ugly one on the left.
anyway, i have commenced the uploading of my cds. i am tired and it's only CD #10! ack!
there's a very feeble-looking bug struggling to walk on my brother's craig's brother cd (ha-ha-ha)... i hope it DIES! hahahaha! haha!!!! ha.. ha.. do i do sinister well?
my godsister has already made it a priority (she's 9) to stay over at my house for two nights sometime this week... oh, the joy of having a slumber party with a 9-year-old girl who recently bought pointy boots from hong kong! sheer satisfaction i will receive when i claw her in the middle of the night instead of scratching my leg. (just kidding, lisa. i love you and everything, pointy boots and all.)
i am returning to malaysia on tuesday to get *gasp* covered in cow poop and paint again! the joy, the ecstasy, the fun! actually i really am looking forward to it, poop and paint and pain and all, because it's a million times funner than being a rotter at home, which i fear i will become.
then the name redundant ruth won't be a joke anymore.
www.yankeecandles.com has been the hot topic for this evening. are you hot for candles? *wink wink*
this is so bad, i'm turning into my dad... i have punned 643135 times already unintentionally. AND THAT RHYMED! the first part of the sentence. talk about being a born lyricist for cheesy raps.