Buffy, the vampire--slay her!
Nov. 4th, 2002 12:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cosmolinguistTired.
If I were a nematode, like those in the episode of Spongebob Squarepants in which all the little worms (nematodes) go around eating things...they bounce up and down and say "Hungry. [It seems to start with one nematode, and they all echo it] Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry..." and then go eat something, like a boat that's being driven (yes, "driven," don't ask me) down the street (yes, street). After they eat through a few things and a few bit characters say "Stupid nematodes!" they bounce up and down and say "Thirsty. Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty..." Then they suck up Spongebob's house (a pineapple, of course--who lives in a pineapple under the sea?) and this provides the conflict for this episode...but that isn't the point here. The point is that if I were a nematode right now, I would be saying "Tired. Tired, tired, tired, tired..."
I got a computer this weekend. That's cool. Matthew may just tell me that he had extra computer stuff lying around that he happened to assemble into a working thing for me...but I still think it's sehr cool. Of course, getting to spend time with him and do nothing (that's mostly what we did--it's what we're best at) was also very nice. There are no details, but if there were I'd spare you them, don't worry.
(Jenn, I mean it, nothing happened: we're only up to a bit of two.)
Basically I had a really nice weekend in which nothing happened...including not much homework. Lots of fun, though: pizza, Zoolander, E.T., computers, Dairy Queen birthday cake, bowling, room/house cleaning, punk music, silllness, deep philosophical discussions, Jenn and Michele's versions of a Calibretto 13 song, terrorizing cats, being called "Holly Xavier" too many times, too much talk about sex, hearing Matthew say "I will always love you" and Allison say "I look good in hot pants" thanks to a game called Moods, the history of a politician named Rufus King, the best conversation I've had with my ex-boyfriend since he became my ex, Cheez-Its, chocolate peanut butter consumption, hammer/pea shooter/shoebox lid fights, Tetris, a chocolate sculpture of the northern hemisphere...that wasn't mine, but I got to witness it being sculpted...oh, and Matthew, who dislikes the show as much as I do, came up with the phrase "It's Buffy the vampire--slay her!" So to Jenn and "her" Matt, my profound apologies for dissing the Buffster. But I think it's funny; I'm sorry. That's just the way it goes.
But now I'm really, really ridiculously tired, and I think I'm going to bed.
If I were a nematode, like those in the episode of Spongebob Squarepants in which all the little worms (nematodes) go around eating things...they bounce up and down and say "Hungry. [It seems to start with one nematode, and they all echo it] Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry..." and then go eat something, like a boat that's being driven (yes, "driven," don't ask me) down the street (yes, street). After they eat through a few things and a few bit characters say "Stupid nematodes!" they bounce up and down and say "Thirsty. Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty..." Then they suck up Spongebob's house (a pineapple, of course--who lives in a pineapple under the sea?) and this provides the conflict for this episode...but that isn't the point here. The point is that if I were a nematode right now, I would be saying "Tired. Tired, tired, tired, tired..."
I got a computer this weekend. That's cool. Matthew may just tell me that he had extra computer stuff lying around that he happened to assemble into a working thing for me...but I still think it's sehr cool. Of course, getting to spend time with him and do nothing (that's mostly what we did--it's what we're best at) was also very nice. There are no details, but if there were I'd spare you them, don't worry.
(Jenn, I mean it, nothing happened: we're only up to a bit of two.)
Basically I had a really nice weekend in which nothing happened...including not much homework. Lots of fun, though: pizza, Zoolander, E.T., computers, Dairy Queen birthday cake, bowling, room/house cleaning, punk music, silllness, deep philosophical discussions, Jenn and Michele's versions of a Calibretto 13 song, terrorizing cats, being called "Holly Xavier" too many times, too much talk about sex, hearing Matthew say "I will always love you" and Allison say "I look good in hot pants" thanks to a game called Moods, the history of a politician named Rufus King, the best conversation I've had with my ex-boyfriend since he became my ex, Cheez-Its, chocolate peanut butter consumption, hammer/pea shooter/shoebox lid fights, Tetris, a chocolate sculpture of the northern hemisphere...that wasn't mine, but I got to witness it being sculpted...oh, and Matthew, who dislikes the show as much as I do, came up with the phrase "It's Buffy the vampire--slay her!" So to Jenn and "her" Matt, my profound apologies for dissing the Buffster. But I think it's funny; I'm sorry. That's just the way it goes.
But now I'm really, really ridiculously tired, and I think I'm going to bed.
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A note on television tastes...
She who extols the virtues of Sponge Bob Square Pants,
Should not diss on a show which at least follows the fundamental laws of physics...
Re: A note on television tastes...
Date: 2002-11-05 12:19 am (UTC)Re: A note on television tastes...
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Date: 2002-11-05 07:12 am (UTC)and sorry if i'm comming off like an insensitive prick, the fact that this is the internet seems to have stripped me of my social graces (and yes, i do have them) i also am at a disadvantage because i have the distinct suspicion that jenn has told you more about me than she has told me about you... not that that bothers me or anything... see there I go again...
ah well... take what i say as it is intended, as a pure unadulterated hard time, from me to you... just kidding, all in jest right? and if you would like me to tone down the cynasism, simply ask. How does the saying go? ah yes
"A friend of Jenn's is a friend of mine."
Re: A note on television tastes...
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I had to tell him to open the door for me...
But hey that fine because NAZI FEMINISTS have beat all of the social graces out of our current day swooners..how in the hell are they suppose to know how to do their job correctly
We still like you anyway
Jenn
And on a side note.....Have a Happy!!!...and keep up the cinisim it is amusing (yes holly I know I spelled it wrong!)
Re: A note on television tastes...
Date: 2002-11-05 02:10 pm (UTC)Actually, that whole running up to the door and wondering why it didn't open thing happened to me today. I was confused for a lil' while then I felt stupid.
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Jenn
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Date: 2002-11-05 08:55 am (UTC)Poo head
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