I have 30 emails more than that bastard does. THANK YOU SO MUCH. not like most of them were just me listening in on a conversation between Bean and Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing or anything
So I just got back from Bean's house. We had a sleepover - although, sadly, no more pictures of her sleeping. Or of Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing, because she wasn't there. Oh well...
The first thing I did when I got home was change clothes. The second thing was poop in the toilet. The third thing was check my email. (This is pretty much my morning routine, too, but without the food. I usually eat breakfast before I check my email. Speaking of which, I'm hungry. Time to find food! ... Okay, I'm back. Got a bowl full of cherries. I'm set!) I found six of them... yeah, I GUESS you could say I'm pretty popular? *bragbrag* However, one of the emails - from World Champion Pacer - stated the following:
I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but Colombian Rice Eater and I have been fighting about your blog (on your blog).
I deleted the blog post I sent you, so you could still post it to help you catch up and I would also appreciate having my name stay "World Champion Pacer" instead of "Le Dunce".
It's actually a win win, since I've been getting a lot of views on my Pretty Little Liars post and wouldn't mind having it stay on my homepage for a little longer.
Think about it, you have some catching up to do.
Seriously, I deleted the post yesterday. You're good to go :D
Look at me; a good friend helping you out and apologizing for what I did (BTW, sorry about posting before you posted).
Pleeeeaaaasee don't let Colombian Rice Eater win forgive me *_*
I must confess, I do enjoy the large font size. It's SPESHUL. However, the point is this: Actually, never mind, there are two points here:
1. I can now post another post, courtesy of le awesome World Champion Pacer.
2. I had a very amusing conversation to read in my other email account.
No, wait, there are three.
3. Not only do I feel incredibly inspired to blog today, I now am aware that at least one person definitely wants me to succeed in kicking Colombian Rice Eater's ass.
So, without further ado, le post. It's actually interesting. So READ IT. >:C
Hey, liac333 here!
It's finally coming! The debut album from the British beauty, Natalia Kills, is coming to Canada and the U.S. on August 16th!
YAY!
I know, I've been blogging about wanting this album (Perfectionist) for way too long...which is exactly why I'm posting this on Katrina's blog.
See the difference :D
My only fear at this point is that the album will suck, and my fragile little heart will be permanently damaged. I've been reading some reviews of the album, and they're all over the place; some say it's amazing, some say it's decent, and some say it's bad.
Curse people and their differing opinions!
Well, I've been liking the singles that she put on iTunes, so here's hoping that I like the rest of the album.
If you have the ability to tell time, you'll realize that August 16th is a month away, which is kind of a long time. Luckily, I've devised a list of things to do if...
You're a Natalia Kills fan
1. Listen to the five singles on iTunes.
2. Hang out at HMV and get familiar with the staff. Try and make it like an episode of Cheers when you walk in and everyone says your name in unison.
3. Go to Germany and buy the album there, you impatient little bugger!
or if...
You're not a Natalia Kills fan
1. Wait a minute, why do you even need a list? Just live your normal life and try to put up with the rest of us talking about Natalia Kills.
They're letting me post pictures of them sleeping! On this blog! Right now! :'D
Bean gave me a condition, however. To be allowed to post the picture of HER sleeping, I have to tell you about Jeffy. But first, LE PICTURES!
So the story of Jeffy! Okay, so once upon a time, I brought Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing to Waskesui with me. One day, we went to the Heart Lakes to feed the ducks, and canoe. Ignoring the gigantic PLEASE DO NOT FEED THE DUCKS sign in front of us - come on, it's a tradition! Plus everyone ignores it, at least at the Heart Lakes. They're speshul. Anyways - ignoring the sign, we ripped up about half a loaf of bread and fed it to the ducks. Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing decided to name one of them Jeffy, ignoring the fact that Jeffy was, indeed, a girl. She wanted to take Jeffy home with her, but Jeffy ran away when she realized what was happening. Then we went canoeing and everything was good.
Don't know how that's even remotely related to this but whatever. I'm sad that Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing has her face covered in the picture, but that's okey. The eraser beside her pretty much tells her life story. :D
"Hello, this is Super Ninjutsu Fighting Style Sabeastly. Kate calls me Bean, but that's only because she's retarded. And smells like sweat socks (don't ask me what those are). Since Katrina hasn't really blogged in a while and isn't consistent at all, I took her up on her offer to write a post or two for her. The awesome thing that I will write about now is a date calculator. Date calculators are awesome. I used one and figured out that as of today (June 29), the Monster is 39 posts behind. 38, now that this is posted. She's really an awful person. Totally unreliale. But that's off topic. Anyway, date calculators are really awesome. If you wanna find out how long it is until your birthday, just use one! I know that my birthday is 138 days away. I find this one most useful and easiest to use:http://www.date-calculator.net/ Peace Out!"
I have wonderful friends...
Wanna help Katrina get caught up on blog posts and therefore get access to Colombian Rice Eater's blog? Donate now! Email it to me (my gmail account, please, my sasktel one is being really effed up right now) and you'll get the reward of being featured on an extremely prestigious and popular blog with a reputation for eloquent speech! (SHUT UP YOU BITCHES!) Anyways. I do enjoy chocolate chip cookies...
[Note: This was supposed to be posted on Tuesday.]
For those of you that have been hiding under rocks because you're terrified of me stalking you retribution for Bin Laden's death, here's what Tuxedo Mondays are: we all dress up on Mondays in fancy clothes. Here's how they got started:
STAGE ONE - THE INCEPTION
1. Colombian Rice Eater, Freakishly Smart Person, and Curly-Haired Spock Fan decide to wear formal attire on Monday and call it Tuxedo Monday.
2. Freakishly Smart Person and Curly-Haired Spock Fan forget about it, and although alone, Colombian Rice Eater looks massively sexy on Monday.
3. Colombian Rice Eater blogs about the experience, and encourages me to join him next Monday. I do.
STAGE TWO - THE TRENDSETTING
4. Me and Colombian Rice Eater look incredibly sexy in our sparkly shirts and white ties, shown above.
5. People inquire as to why we look so sexy. We tell them. They build a bandwagon.
STAGE THREE - THE SNOWBALL... SNOWBALLS!
6. Secret Society Girl (and a few others) jump on the newly-built bandwagon. Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing promises to join us, but chickens out the night before. I told her she would. She didn't believe me. Curly-Haired Spock Fan finally remembers - it's been few weeks. OTL
7. Supreme Harem Master, World Champion Pacer, Bean, and others promise to catch the bandwagon at the next stop.
TA DA! I R JEENYUS, EH?!
So. You should all join our bandwagon. BE SEXY, MY DARLINGS! BE SEXY!
Yes, yes, I know I'm late. I HAVE BEEN BUSY, FOOLS. Plus I had to upload a couple pics into the computer before posting. SHUT UP I MAKE SENSE.
Before I make the normal post, I would like to tell you all one thing... apparently someone that we all (well, most of us xD) know and love has picked up reading this blog! Probably several others as well, since I sent her the links to people's. I'll give you some hints. She was an Advancie last year... she used to live in Germany, and Russia before that... she used to think Asia was a country... she was going out with one dude for pretty much all of last year... that's right, it's Bible Thumper Dancing Girl! :D (You better love your name, sweetie, cuz if you don't... well, I guess nothing will happen, but YOU HAD STILL BETTER LOVE YOUR NAME!)
It's kind of ironic that I find this out when I'm posting this entry... for obvious reasons. Anyways, this is my... WONDERFUL experience in church on Sunday.
My cousins are all older than me by about 15-20 years, as my parents are both the youngest in their families and didn't have me until my mom was 39 and my dad was 41. OTL The last five or six years have been filled with many, many weddings and babies being born and christenings. (This was the second christening, but still.) On an unrelated note, I caught the bouquet at one of the weddings a few years ago. WHY AM I NOT MARRIED YET? STARS, YOU HAVE BETRAYED ME! Anyways. I was at the church two days ago for a christening, and it sucked monkey butt.
For starters, the priest dude was wearing a dress. A really BIG white dress. Don't tell me it was a robe - he's just secretly a cross-dresser (although I have discovered his secret. HA.) and so chose a profession that would allow him to do so in public. Second, the priest was, before he was a priest, a university professor. orz HE JUST KEPT ON TALKING. "The lord Jesus is great... blah blah blah... little boy whose legs were amputated because of a bitchy bacteria.... blah blah blah... 'Mommy, I saw God at the hospital' [and he didn't even give him a hug! He just... patted his shoulders. Jerk! I WOULD HAVE GIVEN THE LITTLE BOY A HUG.] and then she saw God in her life... blah blah Japan pray blah blah..." for 45 freakin' minutes. OTL And we had to keep standing up to sing. NOT FUN. Couldn't find the damn page, didn't know the tunes, all basically saying 'the Lord is good.' Well no shit or else why the hell would you be making us SING SONGS PRAISING HIM?!?!? And babies kept on making noises. Okay, that was actually pretty cute, but still. Also, I'm pretty sure that for the music, someone was playing a lute. I mean, wtf? A LUTE? Seriously? The only person that should EVER play that is Quiet Math Lover Who Plays The Lute. And that's mostly because he looks extremely attractive when dressed up like a medieval bard. <3
Then there were two baptisms to go through. Poor little cousin... she was asleep and then the priest tried to freakin' drown her! "Splash splash. SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH. SPLAAAAASH!" Talk about a rude awakening... And then the dude greased their foreheads and was all "Lord, I hope you are pleased with our sacrifice, and that it is enough for you." Seriously. He said those exact words. (Maybe in a slightly different order, but you get the idea.) Dude. WTF. SINCE WHEN DOES THE GREAT AND MERCIFUL GOD REQUIRE US TO SACRIFICE INFANTS?!?!?! I'm going to go cry in a corner now, if you'll excuse me, and pee my pants in fear. WTF. And then he was all "Let us now eat the body and drink the blood of Christ" and he gave people wafer-things and like... wine or juice or something? So... I guess the Catholic church is full of vampires and cannibals now. That's cool, I guess.
So after like an hour and 15 minutes, he FINALLY stopped talking and we could go upstairs and eats cookies. Which, by the way, were good. (Although they were all store bought. What happened to good old-fashioned church baking, huh?) I checked my phone and it turns out that Bean texted me in the middle of the service, though, and I hadn't noticed. xD I was like "Bean! You texted me in the middle of a church service! Wtf is your problem?" and she replied "Um... WTF WHY ARE YOU IN CHURCH?" I REALLY wish I could have seen her face when she got my text. xD It would have been HILARIOUS.
So then we drove to their house for food, ate everything in sight, and drove home. Had some fun at the park with friends, filled with epic faceplants in the ground, me falling off the top of the playground thing all the way to the sand, and a BEAUTIFUL slow-motion moment that left me and Supreme Harem Master lying on the ground for a couple of minutes in terrible pain.
Then I went for a walk behind Bean's future house - a mental hospital and women's prison - and took lots of pretty pictures of crocuses with Moomoo, Dodo, Tummy, and my grandma (who has no awesome name). Here is one of my faves. AIN'T IT PWETTY?!?!?!
Fuck. My computer appears to have spontaneously deleted all of the other pictures... oh well.
Before post is posted: I just found out that Singing Actor And SGU Fan has a blog! OMG EXCITING MUCH?!?!?!
Anyways.
So last night I had a sleepover at Bean's house, on her acreage. It's pretty pwnage. Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing was supposed to be there too, but had to work unexpectedly. Pity. There was this German-person-food-orgy-and-bonfire-party-thing that night, for Easter, and OMG. There was SO MUCH FOOD. Of course, I totally pigged out and ate enough for at least two different meals, but OMG IT WAS SO GOOOOD. This really delicious, tender steak kebab. This awesome chicken wrapped with proscuitto ham. This STRAWBERRY CAKE OMG. And of course there was beer, but obviously I had none. EW GROSS SICK DISGUSTING AW YUCK
Bean is really funny. I quite enjoy how funny she is. I also love her fluffeh little kitty cat and her adorable, huggy little bro. Let's call him... Bean's Adorable Huggy Little Brother. She was on Facebook for like a freakin' hour last night, talking to Singing Actor And SGU Fan about his (devilishly attractive) new hat and to Colombian Rice Eater about narwal rape and how they're gonna sell me as a sex slave. WTF? A little perspective for you there. xD So I wrote in her journal about what a poopface she was being and then drew a picture of me burning her alive. I then drew five more pages of me gleefully killing & injuring her in different ways. YAY The faces were quite beautiful, believe me. We plan on showing them to Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing soon so she can enjoy how smart I am. YAY
GOD DAMMIT I NEED FACEBOOK. (Singing Actor And SGU Fan has no cell phone, and emailing him would be... creepy. Same goes for a lot of people I don't talk to enough. BLARG)
... which is why you should check out the blog's new page, Awesome People Mentioned in This Blog. It should help you navigate all that is awesome about the people I know (or wish I knew).
Short entry... SORRY EVERYONE! But seriously, read the page, because it's pretty sweet.
Okay. This is yesterday's post, although it is obviously no longer yesterday - it is now... TODAY. *dramatic moment*
... BE QUIET I'M SMART.
So anyways, I'm currentle at Bean's house and her keyboard sucks money butt. Seriously.
OMG YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN. That was supposed to say "So anyways, I'm currently at Bean's house and her keyboard sucks monkey butt." It's supposedly a German keyboard, which basically means that IT SUCKS MONKEY BUTT. See, the z and y keys are mixed up, and NONE OF THE PUNCTUATION IS WHERE IT SHOULD BE. orz
Anyways, night before last, she and Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing had a sleepover at my house.These two are so retarded. We spent over an hour arguing about whether we should watch
Lilo & Stitch or Mulan.
No joke. These champs are fucked. In. The. Head.
So then Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing spent the next two hours complaining and wanting to go home. I gave her ice cream with chocolate chips but after three bites the bitch said she didn't want it any more. IT WAS THE LAST BIT OF ICE CREAM IN THE DURN FECKN' HOUSE. AND I GOT NONE. That bitch Bean just told me not to exxagerate. She wants cake. I ASSURE YOU I DO NOT LIE. Not about this, at least.
Hey errbody! As I'm sure you noticed, I haven't posted for three days. OMG KATRINA Y U NO LOVE US?!?!?!?! But I have a good reason. Yeeeeees. Well, two good reasons, actually, because I'm two days behind. YAY! On Thursday, the day that this post was supposed to be... posted... I was havin' a partay! OMG! Well, it was a kind of a half-party, because we basically just ate food, burned stuff, and watched an awesome movie. And yesterday, we had visitors, from Calgary. They're still here, so I hope I can see them again today, but they're worried about exams when they get back so they're hoping to study. xD Meh. ANYWAYS.
The first person to arrive was Colombian Rice Eater. He was about 45 minutes early and helped me make food. Well, by "make," I mean he sliced veggies with me. xD I taught him how to slice a pepper. He felt extremely proud to be "cooking." Odd child. Then a lot of people arrived: World Champion Pacer, Secret Society Girl (she hopes to make a secret society one day), Slightly Creepy Person, Quiet Smart Airplane Dude, and Closet D&D Fan (I toldja you'd get a real name! :D). Quiet Smart Airplane Dude brought some of those yummy Mini Eggs thingamajiggies for us all to feast on. I've noticed that when one of those quiet, smart dudes gets invited over for a semi-party-thing, they often bring food. HOW SWEET! -3- After a few minutes of everyone chowing down on veggies (more food came later), someone asked me who else was coming. I said something along the lines of, "Well, Supreme Harem Master told me she was going to be late, but BEAN AND SAILOR MOON FAN WHO IS EPIC AT DRAWING both still need to arrive." The person stared at me and was like, "Chill bro, it'll be all good. Shouting at them won't make them come sooner." To which I replied, "Oh yes it will. You'd be surprised."
Sure enough, a minute or two later, Bean came to the door. OH HO HO. I SHOWED THEM! >:D
Be quiet. I'M NORMAAAAAAL
Anyways, about 30 seconds after that, Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing (who seriously needs a shorter name) came to the door. After a little fiasco involving that mischievous Colombian Rice Eater locking them out, we came in and partied. Lol jk. I waited a few minutes and then said, "Well, Supreme Harem Master told me she wouldn't be bringing anythin to burn, so we should go burn stuff now." My dad, let's call him Dodo (said with LOVE), lit up the firepit in the backyard and we all took our rough drafts of portfolio work and burned them. Colombian Rice Eater was SUPPOSED to bring all his shiz from last semester, but the dummy was all "well I might need it for finals! Because obviously my history teacher will be testing us on stuff we learned in math last semester." DERP. So since he had nothing to burn I drew an extremely sexy picture of him. OH HO HO. So we burned it. YAAAAY >:D
So then I sat all the little children down in the living room in front of the TV, asked them if they wanted popcorn, and then me and Slightly Creepy Person went downstairs and grabbed a buttload of drinks for everyone. As the popcorn started poppin' we started the movie, but before that happened there were several minutes of everyone bein' crazy. Example of a convo between Bean and Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing is as follows.
Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing: Just take it off, and give me your bra!
(LOL. Bean, feel free to attempt to explain that one away in the comments. INAPPROPRIATE RELATIOOOOOOONS)
So yeah. The movie we watched is called Stardust. Colombian Rice Eater actually suggested it about a week back, and it's a pretty funny movie. Captain Shakespeare lol. MY IDOL. Supreme Harem Master arrived about 10 or 15 minutes after it started so she didn't miss all that much. After it was done everyone went home except for Bean and Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing, who had a sleepover. That was fun too. Kind of.... >_>
IN BRIEF: Random parties are fun. Stardust is a good movie. I'm attractive.
That is all.
Oh right! From now on, Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing shall now be known as Sailor Moon Fan, but only in the label-section-thing. And Closet D&D Fan is known as Closet DaD Fan in the labels, which sounds extremely creepy but I can't put "&" in there so it'll do.
Almost forgot to post today... thanks Colombian Rice Eater! =D
Short entry today. Bean had me listen to this song about a week ago. If you live with your parents, I would recommend listening while they are NOT within earshot. It's not inappropriate, it's just the kind of thing that makes them give you weird looks. XD http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgAYFVHwY_c Short, but beautiful. Really. It is. XD It's called "If I Were Gay."
Hello to my fellow Advancies, online friends, possible stalkers, and random Internet users. I assume that when you found yourself here, you noticed that this blog is, by definition, awesome. My goal is to post three hundred sixty five awesome things over the course of the year, one every day. Sometimes they will be randomly amusing awesome things, sometimes they will be about a legitimate cause, sometimes they will make you think, sometimes they will make you smile. Sometimes, I confess, I will be shamelessly promoting my friends - but I promise I will only promote the awesome ones.
A few days ago, my friend "Bean" (alias used to protect our nation's security) sent me a rather odd email. As my friend does not have what most people call a "life," she enjoys seeking out random, funny crap on the internet, and then promptly informing me. Case in point: the cocaine bear. (If you haven't seen it already, type it into Google Images. Potentially humiliating snorts of laughter may follow: you have been warned. I personally recommend that you do NOT search for it, but if you REALLY want to, go ahead.) Anyways, a few days ago, she sent me a link to a blog written by my friend, the "World Champion Pacer." It is surprisingly funny, and I had a ball reading all the posts she has. (Her epic blog of epicness is actually what inspired me to pick up blogging again.) Here it is: http://liac333.wordpress.com/ Seriously, you should go read it. It made my day.