mood: hungry
music: i've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
CPCetc: dammit, belly!
** **Capitano Spimento! Scourge of France! Hero of Spain! Slayer of a Thousand Turks, UHN!
For all of you losers who put down SCA and the losers like me who love them, I have six little words for you. Just six. You ready for them?
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Eh?
Cause here they come.
...Because Jubi kicked a whole lot of ass. And it was your bloody, puny, virgin ass that it was kicking. And, by God, you liked it. You make me sick.
In the news today: I have over three hundred dollars to my name (yay.). Thirty six of those dollars are in my pocket (yay.). Thus I feel inclined to spend them (yay.). But I need to put gas in the car that I'm not driving (boo.). Poop on you, JPalm. Big pieces of camel poop.
I managed to get through the entire weekend without using the porta-castles once whilst in garb. It makes me happy. Using those things in garb is a big piece of camel poop that I throw at JPalm. Like, for real-real. Not for play-play.
Batman Beyond was a whole lot of fun. The guy who played Dr. Crane was spaztastic (meaning I spazzed out in happiness when he did really groovy things). And Gary Oldman (AHHH!!! GARY OLDMAN!!!! AHHH!!!!!!) was brilliant as usual. He got to give Wee!Bruce a jacket. And it was so cute. So cute. /fangirling
M-Sak's glasses are freakishly adorable. *giggles girlishly and burrows under desk*
Oh! Auch! I'm getting new glasses. Don't worry, Christie-dear, they're still emo-riffic. I heart my big dorky glasses far too much to turn back. The receptionist lady freaked out when she saw that I like Flogging Molly. It made me giggle. Giggle like the monkey I am.
Twenty-four days left of Yankdom. Huzzah.
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