Okay, so I am in Saskatoon, satisfying my need for...INTERNET!!
So yeah, in today's post I will be covering several random topics, so fasten your seatbelts and be prepared for a BUMPY RIDE!!
Yeah anyway, do you know what I hate? Of course you don't, so I will tell you. In old British books when someone dies, they always say "he's quite dead." Like, how can you be quite dead? Can you also be a little dead? "I checked his pulse. He was a little dead, but not really." Those wacky British.
Um, what else? Oh yes. I went babysitting yesterday in Melfort. I was taking care of my three cousins (aged 8, 7, and 4) and a friend of theirs (age 8) and got 15 bucks for the three cousins, and FIFTY DOLLARS for the other one. 65 bucks I made, for one day! I also go 10 bucks from Grandma for a good report card, and thirty bucks allowance from Mom. And then she drops the bombshell that I have 100 bucks in her account from Baba for a bike! Anyway, now I'm loaded.
Okay, babysitting adventures: Jessica (the four year old) was telling me this story, that went something like this: "my dad was running and I was running behind him and I said "dad, am I running behind you?" and he said "yeah, I guess you are" *cue laughter* I was just like "yeah...ha ha ha." Also, Brigitt and Noah (the 8 and 7 year old) got in a fight and Noah was telling his dad what happened and was like "she kicked me twice in the weiner!" and I almost started laughing. It was insanely funny.
Today I am going to see War of the Worlds at the Drive-in baby! So now that I am finished the book I can compare, and maybe ridicule the movie. So yeah.
Oh yeah, a couple days ago I got a Ramones CD! I told Katherine and she was more excited than I thought she would be. Yeah, it has I Wanna Be Sedated on it, and another song called Happy Family or something similar. Here are the lyrics:
We're a happy family(3x)Me, Mom and Daddy.
We're a happy family(3x)Me, Mom and Daddy.
Sitting here in Queens, Eating refried beans.
We're in all the magazines, Gulpin' down thorazines.
We ain't got no friends, Our troubles never end.
No Christmas cards to send, Daddy likes men.
Daddy's telling lies, Baby's eating flies.
Mommy's on pills, Baby's got the chills.
I'm friends with the President, I'm friends with the Pope.
We're all making a fortune, Selling Daddy's dope.
Siting here in Queens, Eating refried beans.
We're in all the magazines, Gulpin' down thorazines.
We ain't got no friends, Our troubles never end.
No Christmas cards to send, Daddy likes men.
REPEAT(12x) TO END: We're a happy family(3x) Me, Mom and Daddy
Nice huh? I was singing the pope part and Lindsay's like "okay, I don't want to hear that song."
Hopefully tomorrow I get to go shopping now that I am loaded.
Guess what? I always thought Old Yeller was called that because he barked a lot. It's because he's yellow!! I kind of had an epiphany one day (not the Jimi Hendrix/white light kind, for all those devoted blogger readers who have been reading that long)
Katherine had a weird dream involving a lumberjack, but I can't really remember. Katherine, comment with that dream!
So yeah, here is my birthday list, (never too late to start!)
Jack's Mannequin CD (comes out Aug. 23)
Dashboard Confessional CD
The Spill Canvas CD
No Pads, No Helmet, Just Balls (Simple Plan)
Simple Plan DVD (it's called "A Package For You" or something)
a cd player
money
Something Corporate dvd/shirt (get them on www.somethingcorporate.com *hint hint*)
wristbands
guitar jewelery
Batman Begins dvd
But you know what I really want? That Darth Vader voice changer thing. That or a lightsaber.
Anyway, gotta go cuz my cuz (ha ha ha) wants the internet. Ciao!
Sunday, July 24, 2005
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3 comments:
no fair!!!!!!!!! i want money. and the sp dvd is called "a big package for u" and i want it 2. that wasn't sposed to rhyme. im trying to think of another name for myself, but i haven't so
-mo
Old Yeller is called Yeller because he yells! Also, because of yellow color, but mostly because he yells!!! I READ THE BOOK
omg i was RIGHT! was that maria?
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