So essentially...

I need to stop saying that. It's starting to piss me off. I'll be in the middle of a conversation with a friend, and out that'll slip. "So essentially...," And it makes me want to bash my head against a brick wall. Repeatedly. Which is a problem, seeing as I really can't afford to lose any more. If you know me, you can attest to that. Even if you don't, you probably can. If you've read half the randomosity that I've posted, you'll doubtless agree that the nearest loony bin needs to prepare a bed for me. But yeah.

Last night, I got to hang out at a friend's house while our parents went off and had a bajillion-dollar (ok, maybe only $200) meal. Not that it wasn't fun. It was me, Brendan, Billy, and Julian. Let me tell you, it was a party. Basically, we watched a little football, got bored with that and flipped to hockey, and were just too damn depressed watching the Avs lose to Calgary, and went down into the basement to play baseball. Their basement, (Brendan and Julian's, I mean) is amazing. I like it a lot. So we, meaning Billy and Brendan, with reasonable assistance from Julian, and the occasional play, or lack thereof, by me, whacked a foam baseball around with a little tiny bat for a while. Then we got tired of that, so we ordered pizza and watched this rather stupid but entertaining on the whole, movie. I think it was called Red Line. But don't quote me on that. I'm not totally sure. Anyway, there were a bunch of hot cars, so it was all good. I love stupid teenage boy movies! Once the movie ended, and the three boys had consumed an entire bottle of Mountain Dew (managing to spill it on themselves in the process) we went back to the basement and played Need for Speed, or something along those lines. After Julian got his sad sorry butt kicked, we went upstairs. J and Billy went off and IM-ed their little sevie friends, and Brendan and I watched The Fresh Prince of Bel-air. It was entertaining, let me tell you!
Yeah, so that was my Saturday night. Gosh, Brendan is cute when he smiles. But I need to stop thinking along those lines. Boys are stupid. I have to keep telling myself that. Because they cause nothing but trouble. And anyway, I'm sure Brendan doesn't like me, and I don't really like him. That was 8th grade. That's over. He's just attractive. Really, really attractive. But enough of that!

Hahah, I went to go see Enchanted on Friday. It was really cute. Gotta love Disney making fun of Disney movies! And I got to see some of my dearly beloved (dearly beloved, we are gathered here to saaaaay our goodbyes.... here she liiiiiiiies, no one knew her worth, the late great daughter of Mother Earth, in this night in which we celebrate the biiiiiiirth, in that little town of bethlehem, we raise our glass you bet your ass toooooooooo....la VIE....... Boheme! sorry, RENT break) friends from middle school. They're really fantastic. So yeah.

Hmmm, tomorrow I have swim practice. And also, I have a swim meet on Saturday. That's a little intimidating! Oh well. It'll be fun!

Okey dokey. That's all I have to say for the time being!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

he he he, don't you LUUUUURVE the colors?