You know what really irritates me? When people attempt to sing harmony with a song on the radio/CD/etc, and they don’t know how the harmony goes, then end up just singing the whole song a minor third higher than it’s supposed to go. I HATE that! There’s this little voice singing off-key, destroying your experience of the song with their own weirdness. Fwah! ::frowls::
Tanja wrote a song about my weblog! Tanja wrote a song about my weblog! ::gets all flustered:: Real lyrics here. Now go read her weblog, and comment about what a hoopy frood she is.
Oh, once upon a looking-for-Weblog-time
There was a sixteen year old Ellie
Oh Ellie, oh oh, Ellie, oh oh oh
Writing in her weblog.
I just got back from reading The Cult of L at
Theninemuses dot net
Oh Ellie, oh oh, Ellie, oh oh oh
Whose real name is Priscilla.
Have you read
The ramblings of a sixteen year old hoopy frood?
read a story
All the busty readers are her loyal groupies, oh oh oh
Oh oh!
Oh, once upon a looking-for-Weblog-time
There was a sixteen year old Ellie
Oh Ellie, oh oh, Ellie, oh oh oh
Writing in her weblog.
I’ve been to Moknkeysticks and saw a webcammed Kell
At Enfaldig Apekatt Tanja has stuff to tell!
Lincoln’s reincarnated and so are we all
And in this lifetime Ellie’ll rise
And we will fall
For her we’ll fall…
Oh, once upon a looking-for-Weblog-time
There was a sixteen year old Ellie
Oh Ellie, oh oh, Ellie, oh oh oh
Writing in her weblog.
And she will show you that having no life can be fun
And demonstrate all her 17 Tommyguns
And we’re gonna love her, comments her posts,
till the sky turns brown;
I’m evolving, I’m evolving
Through the posts
That she writes down, that she writes doooown!
Oh, once upon a looking-for-Weblog-time
There was a sixteen year old Ellie
Oh Ellie, oh oh, Ellie, oh oh oh
Whose real name is Priscilla.
Priscillaaaaaah!
You’ll never guess what I did yesterday! Unless, of course, you say that I handled 10 foot long boa constrictors, hairy tarantulas, enormous iguanas, and a 50 pound python, because in that case you’d be right. I was volunteering at The Science Place for Earth Day, and there was this huge snake exhibit. Next to it was an exhibit with tarantulas and hissing cockroaches. I got the job of walking around, practically wearing a 25 pound boa that could have easily killed me if if wanted to. I also got the fun job of holding the head away for those that were squeamish. For three hours. I also helped people carry around the albino Burmese python, which was easily 50 pounds and required three people to carry it because it was so heavy. It must have had a diameter of 6 inches. I also spent a lot of time holding the tarantulas in the next exhibit. Fun fun. To make matters even MORE fun, I got to put a python named Cleopatra back on the tree every time she made a bid for freedom. Plus, she was shedding, which makes snakes edgy and antisocial. Oh, joy…
Why is ezboard down again? I want to check Kell’s message board, “Watch Out For Snakes”. Oh, the irony…
Want to know what’s obnoxious? I was looking through one of my sister’s fashion magazines for CG references, and in a 3/4″ thick VOGUE magazine, there were only 15 pictures with minorities. Policial incorrectness drives me nuts. Jerks.
Am I the only person in the world that didn’t know April 20th was National Marijuana day? ::frowls:: What a stupid holiday…
Yay! My friend Elizabeth posted two new fanfics to ff.n! And they’re absolutely hilarious. The Romantic Exploits of Dennis Creevy and Harry Potter and the Invasion of the Capitalist Pigs. ::giggles::
I seriously love my life. Instead of taking a huge Biology test and turning in a 4-page French paper, I get to go to Six Flags. With the Physics people. And I’m not even in Physics! BWAHAAHAH!!!! ::cackles::
I feel incredibly spiteful at the moment. I just lost a bet regarding an incredibly pointless, trivial detail in “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”. Fwah! ::pouts::
hmmm… why didn’t that last post come up? Let’s see if it does now…
Woah, loads of new screen captures are online! Thank you, Premiere Magazine, for being so nifty. So, have you guys seen this yet? Why the bloody fruitbats is Malfoy grinning? He looks like a complete and utter twit. Bidding begins now on who that kid behind Malfoy could be.
And this scares the heck out of me. And this makes me think of that Gillian Anderson movie, House of Mirth.
Lots more where that came from here.