During the winter, I had this awesome idea for a short story. I had some dialogue planned out but it had to be preceded with narrative, so I sat down and pretty much drilled the narrative out. But I had to put my work down and do 'important things'.
I recently re-found this lil' story, because I had forgotten about it. I really like the narrative part! I had no idea I'd written all that. So I read it and liked it and was exciting to keep reading and then - the words on the page stopped!
I
I'm going to wear my pink lace vintage dress to church for Easter! With the ribbon-tie heels and the vintage hat I just bought.
*swooshes around* I feel pretty... oh-so-pretty! So pretty and witty and briiiiiiiiight...
.... then pleeeeease. Allow it to go unsaid. Why even bother yourself? Is that not the whole point? It needn't to be said. That is how it is. So while everyone is thinking it, everyone else knows everyone else is thinking it, so nobody has to say it - because everyone's thinking it. And that, dear friends, is why it goes without saying.
... Until, of course, someone goes and says it. Then someone pulls and annoying, pointless adage out of their linty pocket. Yeah, that's it. A SPAM adage. Or,
The Cake is a Lie
Is a Spy
Is a Pie
Wears a Tie?
Has no Eye
Is a Guy
Is Not Rye
Cannot Sigh
Was Refried
Is Not Shy
Is Not Dry
Hits your Thighs
Can Imply
Not Deny
Thereby
Bansai
Shanghai
Chimi-Chimi-chungi
Ali-ali-ungi
toot toot!!
... I made a marble two-layer 9" round cake. Chocolate frosting betwixt, atop, and spread against the sides. Family-approved!
It was as good an excuse as any.
My retainer had fallen into the trash; there was no way on this God-given earth I was going to stick it back in my mouth unless I could have it cleaned on the molecular level. But, having no patented molecule-cleaner, I decided soap followed by boiling water would prolly cure anything.
So I took our smallest pot and put an inch of water in it. I set it on the burner, turned the knob to 'hi', and waited.
And watched.
And waited.
And continue watchin
I have printed out my Federal tax return and sealed it in an envelope; I have *gasp* hand-filled out my state tax return and sealed that in its respective envelope as well. Both are ready to be stamped and mailed - right after I buy stamps tomorrow. Seems that I used the last two yesterday. XD
My then, Spring Break is winding down (grrrrrr!) and I still have a few things to do. Among them: gotta fill out that wonderful FAFSA so I may receive financial aid and continue attending college; gotta
What a gorgeous day. I have both windows open and the breezes mix so wonderfully with the sunshine.
I'm thrilled to see that the profiles and Blogs are untouched! I was really panicked for a second. I only lost a few posts and two topics - one of which I was able to retrieve thanks to a Google-search cache. I might post that in S&T again later. I'll have to get my comic (there is a dead thumbnail link below) re-posted up in Artwork III laterz, too.
BTW, How to Recover Topics, by Lewa0
"But, officer..."
"Can you imagine this guy going 90 mph on his way to Dallas with these
balloons trailing a few yards behind him?
Instructions for a fun time on the interstate:
Step 1. Tie balloons to car.
Step 2. Drive like crazy.
Step 3.. Watch people freak out."
I don't care who you are....that's funny.
So I got one of those icky PMs this morning. Blargh. But over here, Kex gives suggestions as how to avoid these PMs at all! It's common sense, really.
Another thing: After I opened the PM and freaked, I clicked on the member's name to get to his profile page. He was listed as 'banned'. If I had seen his profile first, before opening the PM, his banned status would have tipped me off and I never would have opened the PM in the first place. He had been found out before I even saw the message, a
My mom made us pancakes for supper... but she made them on an electric skillet, not a pan.
Does that make them electricskilletcakes?
(If it's made with flax and grains and wheat flour and protein, but nothing sweet, is it really a cake?
Electricskilletbread?
No, no.
Electric-skillet-super-uber-good-for-you-awesome-when-covered-in-syrup-bread.
[OH, but wait! There WAS plain old pancake mix in there, too.]
It was one of the greatest suppers ever.)
All I've been doing is school and chores. School and homework. Been at home, or at college. Or at work. And work again.
So this morning slept in! And it was awesome. And I decided that I would go out today!
And this, dear reader, was TERRIBLY exciting.
But I have no money (Read: I've paid my school bills and have to fill up my car), so I went to the St. Vincent De Paul thrift shop in town. I looked aaaaall over the place, didn't find anything to buy. Rather disappointing trip!
So the
So I have a '94 Toyota Corolla. I've had it a year, I love it dearly. The MPG serves me most well. I use it to commute to college (which is a 50-minute drive), so I'm racking up the miles quickly.
Lately it's started shaking really, really hard. Randomly. Like I'll be driving down the highway and everything's fine, then suddenly, the car is rattling and the steering wheel is shaking back and forth and it's not good at all. Then a few tense minutes later it stops.
Of course, I don't like t
I would like to point all you ladies and gents to the February Calendar on the lower left panel, added thirty seconds ago (and only three days late! =P). February is indicated with a box (sorry, a heart wouldn't fit... well maybe it would, but I'm not good enough to make it fit!) I did not mark my birthday.
I would also like to take this opportunity to thank the moderator Hahli Husky, who has so kindly awarded me a shot of PE. It was enough to fill up my proto bar *points at full proto bar
My small aquarium's heater went on the fritz! It heated the tank to over 88*F, and since my fishes aren't made to live in water warmer than 80*, they are FRIED DED.
*sob*
I will miss you. You were great catfishes.
For your further education, the knowledge of these "Lesser Laws" is imperative.
Murphy did not stop with just one law.
Murphy's 10 Lesser-Known Laws
1. Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
2. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.
3. Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.
4. Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool.
5. The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting some
bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored booooooooooooooooooored!
Someone entertain meeeeeeeeeeeee
*does the banana dance* bananaanim.gif
No, wait... the DANIEL JACKSON DANCE. *plays Leekspin and does the UAV*
FIRST, you hold your arms out at your sides and run in circles. Next is the twirl 'n point, done most effectively at Colonel Jack O'Neill when you're mad at hi
The kidnapping of children,
military brainwashing,
hyper-advanced schooling,
fifteen years of grueling physical training,
the adhering metal to growing bone,
AI-brain-implants,
and billions of dollars cheated out of taxpayers and spent on Spartan-specific MJOLNR armor,
cannot stand up to one techno-rich playboy kidnapped and put to work in a cave in the middle east.
by Jameson9101322
So I've noticed these last few years: once you reach a certain age, people stop getting you toys for Christmas.
Of course there are many, many other things out there - useful things, practical things, amusing things, that are not toys. Cash and gift cards are among the very useful items, as they may procure toys. But it's not HALF as fun as opening up a toy.
Srsly, I miss rippng open the wrapping paper and seeing a toy I can actually play with! (My parents and aunts and uncles all sit at
Grades are in.
A
A
A-
B+
3.77, oh happy day!
(I thought for sure the B+ would be a C!! WUT??)
Anyway, recap: I had been signed up for five classes at my University at the beginning of the semester, but one of them was awful. All but one of my classes were reading- and writing-intensive, and after two weeks of misery I finally dropped that one icky class.
It's a good thing I did, too, because if I HAD kept it, all my grades would have suffered horrible fates. But now I have pro
I am perfectly calm about final exams this week. After all, I've been working hard, have great grades; they couldn't fall by much. And if I don't know the material by now, there's no use cramming, right?
WRONG.
*runs around in panic-circles screaming*
*reads textbooks, hard and frantic, until she needs a new eyeglasses prescription*
DC Bionicle Comic 7
July 2002
$2.25
The Bohrok Saga, part 4 of 6
'What Lurks Below'
Writer, Farshtey
Penciller, D'Anda
Inker, Elliot
Letterer, Lopez
Colorist & Separator, Pantazis
Here is the Brickshelf folder with every page in .jpg format
.PNG Images with lovely little thumbnails!
I apologize for the scratches and wear on the back cover. I don't know how they got there, but this is my only copy of Comic 7 so it's what I had to scan. *salutes*
DC Bionicle Comic 6
May 2002
$2.25
The Bohrok Saga, part 3 of 6
'Into the Nest'
Writer, Farshtey
Penciller, D'Anda
Inker, Elliot
Letterer, Lopez
Colorist & Separator, Pantazis
And this is quite possibly my favorite Bionicle comic of them all. =D *I heart it*
In this Brickshelf folder are the .jpeg format scans. They upload MUCH more quickly (thus easier on slower computers), and the quality (LOL... 'quality'!! That's a laugh) is pretty close to the other ones.
- I'm
