Happy New Year, everybody.
Is anyone happy that today is 01-02-03? Because I am. I’m too obsessed with cool dates. Alas. Holy cow, I remember when it was 1991, and all my fellow 6-year-olds were so excited about the year being a palindrome. Good gravy. I’m stuck in traffic on Memory Lane.
The No-Longer-Very-Secret Diary of Priscilla Spencer, April 10, 1997:
I’m so mad at Alex Yancey because she stole my Mad-Libs. I’m also mad at Mrs. Roe because of the way she teaches us. I took all the “Yuk!” faces off a page on the net and titled them, “Looking forward to Mrs. Roe’s class.” I think I will do one of Alex but soon she will start to have guilt trips. I will let her, “Writhe in the empty pit of guilt.” by herself.
I was a vindictive little wretch, wasn’t I? Ah, the little gems you find cleaning your desk…
And Alex Yancey never did give me back my Mad Libs, the meanie.
Updated Who’s Who listings. Notify me of any egregious errors. Next up, a revamped “about me” page. Yay.
::works more on the FoC audio recording::
Just read the “Kidnapping Angua” scene. That has to be one of my favourite sequences in the series. ::snickets merrily::
Currently: 220 min, p155 of 357
In the grand tradition of “What the hell?”:
HAPPY NEW YEAR! ::gets tipsy from sparkling apple cider::
I dreamed that my school was going to offer a course in the works of JRR Tolkien, but it wouldn’t fit into my schedule. As soon as I found out that it wouldn’t fit, they changed the course description and made it Tolkien and Pratchett. I wasn’t very happy, to say the least. I tried to persuade Dr. Moreland and Mrs. Elieff to switch periods — Dr. Moreland was going to teach it A-block, when Mrs. Elieff was teaching a “Civility and Propriety” class. Dr. Moreland was also teaching a Civility and Propriety class in her B-block. If Mrs. Elieff took the Tolkien class (B-block, where my English slot was) and Dr. Moreland scheduled double C&P, A and B periods, I could take the course. But alas. Instead, I followed Dr. Moreland around, letting her photocopy bits of my copy of “Feet of Clay” and “Nightwatch” (which I had in paperback). Then I woke up.
Everyone that’s ever reccommended “Dogma” to me gets massive schnoogles.
Alicey deserves huge, hulking, steaming heaps of unadulterated love. She commented on nearly every single image in my Elfwood gallery. Cookies and loff beyond reason! ::schnoogles her madly::