We danced.  In a suit.

Top hats make the lesbian.

To dance, or not to dance?

Pros;
-dressing up as a Turk
-not sitting at home all night
-music
-people
-and eventual dancing

Cons;
-10 dollar admission fee
-grinding
-lesbian label for the rest of the year
-potentially bad music
-it's hot outside

Why is it hot outside?  It's funky dunky November, but Florida says no.

Fanfiction says; it's back to Midgar.

CHER:  So, when do you want to go to church?
ME:  On a Sunday.
LEEN:  lulz!

As of this moment, I had a great day at work.  Until I stopped to get something to eat afterward, when my car decided to cease working.

Oh, and Gurren Lagann on Sci-Fi kicks so much ass.

The end.

House has a problem.

No, not that House, but I'd totally love to have House come out of nowhere asking me for advice.  I can totally imagine it too.

HOUSE:  *limps across courtyard*  I have a problem.
ME:  .... ?  *looks around*
HOUSE:  Yes you.
ME:  Why don't you go ask Wilson?  O_o
HOUSE:  It's a feminine problem.
ME:  ... House.
HOUSE:  No, you simple ( Read more... )

ME: *click*  *click* ...aksdjocmi!!

Online chemistry must die.
Curses school!  Why do I require three sciences to quit you?!

In other news; I'm tired and going to bed.  Whee.  :D

Nap deprivation normally leaves me in a really, really steamed kind of mood.

But teacher watching isn't exactly idle chit-chat, cat.

BESS:  *texting*
JULI:  TEACHER!
BESS:  *drops phone*   *exits out of 15 minute's worth of direction work*  Dang it.

lulz.

Something about Friday's completely chills everyone out.

Except for me.  I mini-nap during lunch, which is the only quiet time can appreciate with the combination of people and/or food.

ME:  "MY EYE ITCHES."

When I come to, I bring brilliant ideas with me.  Like mistaking my eyelid for my eyeball.

On the contrary, something about Saturday feels like a ( Read more... )