form a liiine
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i cant remember where i got this song from and it makes absolutely no sense at all but the chorus is horrendously addictive; three hours last night i lay in bed, it running incessantly through my head and me trying to figure out the gender of the singer. but it still is pretty fantastic to hear on the bus
anyway i almost wish shawn how hadnt given an extension on that assignment. i was all panicked and hardworking at the beginning of the week and now its thursday and i’ve written exactly two sentences since. but then an extra week is an extra week; i guess i’ll get my momentum back sometime next tuesday.
edit: okay i watched the video and its a girl. all the mystery is gone dammit
projectsstresseddyinggodhelpme
i need to learn to prioritize. blogging is not more important than a twelve-page report due in a week, out of which ive completed one and a half paragraphs.
and now im just sitting here..trying to think of something to write in entirely the wrong white box..
quick! how has technology changed the face of surgery. first one to come up with twelve pages double-spaced plus photos minus references in APA style gets all the adams and pratchett quotes ive painstakingly typed out over the years (when i was supposed to be writing other papers, no doubt). and if it’s really good i’ll even give you my absolute favourite quote, the one i took two hours to write out while pretending to file HDB application forms. ah, richard macduff and his alien escapades.
ive only just realised how big SXSW really is, and omfg i cant believe sne you were in austin and didnt go. OMFG WHY ARENT I THERE WITH YOU.
the great unwashed
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i hate being sick and visiting a new doctor because it means i have to tell him my allergies. and there’s nothing more embarrassing than saying synflex, amoxillin and bactrium make my eyes swell up, because it just sounds so pathetic. allergies should either cause full-blown anaphylactic shock or not bother to exist at all. like rain, drown and never dribble.
anyway my ipod has been named CHICKEN. (SNE DID I TELL YOU I GOT AN IPOD) the ancient cd player with bits that periodically fall out has been relegated to a high dusty corner of my table and chicken is so small and tiny and non-skipping i freaking love him. GO CHICKEN.
and im realising how terrible my music collection really is, damn i wish i knew how to make limewire work. the only good song i have is by barry manilow, the one that starts ‘ive been alive forever…’ that first line just kills me.
actually the rest of the song is shit, and he didnt even write it.
Adam is the Antichrist
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In a meadow a short distance away, across a stream, the boy caught up with the wet and muddy dog. ‘Bad Dog,’ said Adam, scratching Dog behind the ears. Dog yapped ecstatically.
Adam looked up. Above him hung an old apple tree, gnarled and heavy. It might have been there since the dawn of time. Its boughs were bent with the weight of apples, small and green and unripe.
With the speed of a striking cobra the boy was up the tree. He returned to the ground seconds later with his pockets bulging, munching noisily on a tart and perfect apple.
‘Hey! You! Boy!’ came a gruff voice from behind him. ‘You’re that Adam Young! I can see you! I’ll tell your father about you, you see if I don’t!’
Parental retribution was now a certainty, thought Adam, as he bolted, his dog by his side, his pockets stuffed with stolen fruit.
It always was. But it wouldn’t be till this evening.
And this evening was a long way off.
He threw the apple core back in the general direction of his pursuer, and he reached into a pocket for another.
He couldn’t see why people made such a fuss about people eating their silly old fruit anyway, but life would be a lot less fun if they didn’t. And there never was an apple, in Adam’s opinion, that wasn’t worth the trouble you got into for eating it.
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this would’ve been the perfect ending to good omens, only (most probably) neil gaiman had to go and add one last uselessly cryptic passage after this. argh, i hate it when books don’t end when they should.
107 is done AHAHAHA. pulled everything off a forum, but i faked a couple more references. go me. its already friday, but my holidays are finally holidays! screw studying for the quiz.
this reminds me of those fillers that kids central used to show between cartoons, the ones with the veggie animals assembling themselves to music full of strange yells. i especially like the cauliflower sheep.
so looking forward to bed and pooky and pratchettttttt
*btw karen is it true that canada allows soft porn to be shown on tv after midnight oO
addie i hope you did well! dont want to ask directly in case youre sobbing in a corner somewhere, but really i doubt it :]
