*sigh* I always think that I’m over it and that it doesn’t bother me anymore, but whenever I see any of my collabs with Moni credited only to her, I’m always so irked. I need to get over myself. Alas, the hazards of collabbing with fandom divas. XD
Quotes from last night’s festivities:
“Sacre bleu, eh?” –Luke, impersonating French Canadians
“Abort. Retry. Flail.” –if Matt worked at Microsoft
“T-Barr is looking far too shifty. I’m waiting for a goatee to spring from his chin.” –Matt
“It’s like we’re kissing through produce!” –Luke, sharing a corn-on-the-cobb with T-Barr
“Dude! (high-fives Matt) Wait… what were you just talking about? I was looking at cheesecake.” –Luke
Burkhead: I like the word “drizzle”.
Matt: Fo’ shizzle.
::drawing a graph:: “The humor is directly proportional to the confusion.” –T-Barr
Me: It’s a leper-tron!
T-Barr: Would “robotic leprosy” be like rusting?
Me: “Robotic leprosy” is the best phrase I have heard in two months.
“It looks like Swiss cheese that failed.” –Me, regarding T-Barr’s cheesecake when he tried to give it leprosy
“There is no context you can put that it to make it right!” –T-Barr, regarding “nipple buddies”
Luke: You know what I need to do? Join a carnival and become a nipple reader.
Burkhead: And you probably still wouldn’t get any, Luke.
“Yesss! I would use my Captain Planet power to get some!” –Matt, regarding the Heart planeteer
Whee, just ordered “The Well of Lost Plots” off Amazon UK, as the literary world is stupid and it’s not going to be available anywhere in the US for almost a year. Bah, humbug to evil US snobbery of fabulous UK books. But yay, we thwart their wiles at every turn! Percy bless Amazon UK!
Yeeesssssss! And Penn becomes even more perfect! They have a Chick-Fil-A!
Dude! The Graduate Associate at my dorm at Penn is named Abe Lo! Further proof that Lincoln kicks Wilson’s shiny backside.
And apparently, my college house was modeled after a Turkish harem. Man, I love this dorm already.
Children, please turn to Chapter 27 of “The Order of the Phoenix”. Read the first page.
DEAR GOD, DO ALL MY FANDOMS ENDORSE BESTIALITY!?!
mattman_skippy: i’m glad that you’re back
spockmonkey4: glad to be back!
spockmonkey4: Santa Fe was fun, but I was definitely ready to get out of there
mattman_skippy: a man-ho without his pimp is a sad thing indeed
spockmonkey4: *laughs*
spockmonkey4: And a pimp away from her man-hos is tragedy as well
mattman_skippy: I had TBarr yell at me and take my money, but it just wasn’t the same
mattman_skippy: aw, I’m touched
spockmonkey4: *snorks*
Yes. Definitely glad to be back to all my friends on Y!M. And I’m going with the gang to “A Clockwork Orange” anyway, so all is good. I feel compelled to reread a bit of it beforehand… Man, that’s an amazing book.
Wah. Midnight movie at the Inwood is “A Clockwork Orange”, but it seems wrong to go to a midnight movie without Marcelina. Waaaaaah, loffie, how long are you going to be in San Antonio? The entire summer, right? Bah. Will go off and pout some more.
Wah! After surfing the web on a Mac for two weeks straight, I now find myself looking for the “minimize” etc buttons on the left instead of the right. Curse you, Macintosh! ::shakes fist angrily::
Anyway, as you can see, I’m back. I return to a flood of mail, snail and otherwise, including my AP Art folio, a birthday invite from Renata, and my “Discworld Family Values” Kidby poster (AAAAUGH!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!). W00t to the 00t indeed!
It was funny. When I opened the box containing my folio, I immediately started searching for my grade. I was overwhelmed with glee to see three 5’s emblazoned on the coversheet. Fives are the highest possible grade. I squealed with glee and skipped about the room with joy with my parents, exchanging high-fives, until I looked again and realized that the five was under the blank that enumerated the number of original pieces present at each stage of the grading. That wasn’t my grade, that was just accounting for the continued existence of my work. Drat. I found this hilarious, though. I sorted through all the paperwork and such and no grade was found, so I called Mrs. McCullough, who told me that the grades were mailed at a different time. Checking the College Board website, I see that they are mailed on July 1st. So I have one more week until I find out my grade! Woo hoo!
Now off to check email and LJ Friends list and suchlike. Renata, I apologize for not RSVPing to your party, as you live in Illinois. XD
Yay! Okay, I’m definitely warming to the new Blogger layout thing. My archives are no longer on crack! W00t!