Round and Round and Round and Round and

Two Blind Mice

Whee! That's a nifty little song! *Bouncing in her chair* ^_^

Feel the beat, steady steady poundin' *Wiggle BOUNCE* ^_^

It's some kind of remix/megamix...umm, thing. It's loads of fun, though.

You got email, and so did you. :^)

Gughhh...I need SLEEP. Can't sleep. >_<

It's weird--crawling into bed at like 11:30 to be up and running on all cylinders by 4am so I can be dead tired by noon, take a nap, get up for Buffy, and repeat the cycle. Will someone please tell me what in hell is happening to my sleep pattern? o_O

I'd put up a snippet of what I'm working on, but let's not and say we did. *Sigh*.

Nobdy else is having a good time of it, either, as far as I can tell.

I'd be depressed, but I'm too exhausted to pitch a fit just now.

*Goes to sleep*

Now Playing: Nostrum Versus Alien Factory "Time Unlimited"

The News In 40 Seconds

We're borrowing a van. We've got a car lined up.
Tired. Frustrated. Everyone else is hogging the computer.
Mom doesn't get Buffy--yay for bones of contention.
Horoscope is goodish, if annoyingly banal, as they so frequently are.
Gotta jet--stepdad insists on getting his turn at the desktop :^P

See ya :^)

And Behold

Down there, at the bottom, in fine print, where the X-freaxs used to be ;^D

A Slayer walks among us, folks ^_^

I'll Settle For A Cup of Coffee

You Know What I Mean

Hush
Keep it down now
Voices carry

*Sings* This land is my land. This land is your land. So stay on your land. La.

I've never been good with music ^_-

I love autumn, but I hate autumn. Taking my friend away! Stupid evil school season! >^F Ah well, one more year, right?

In the meantime, I'm feeling useless. What am I good for, anyway? I don't have a job. I don't have a driver's license proper. I'm almost twenty friggin' years old.

*Sigh* Don't'cha love me? Of course you do ^_-

Nah, not depressed or anything, I just want money, damn it! I plead guilty to being a child of Reaganomics. Say it with me now: greed is good. ^_-

Testing, testing 1-2-3...


Which Female Buffy Character are you? Find out!

This one's a keeper; I've needed something to replace my X-Men sidebar results ^_^


(Shakin' it to the interlude)

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in hea' up in hea'
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in hea' up in hea'
Y'all gon' make me act a fool
Up in hea' up in hea'
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in hea' up in hea'

*Shake shakity SHAKE wiggle booty* DMX ^_^

He's swell. He's got the capacity to yell out the most filthy nasty things in that gritty voice of his and make them danceable. Parents would have a minor coronary if they knew, but it's the radio edit anyway, no biggie >^D

My chest is unimpressive, but my backend is fantastic *shaking backend*. J-Lo, eat your heart out. >^D It gots pretty legs to go with it, too. Tina Turner Calves of Death. Walking nine miles a week does that for one ;^D

Okay...this thought ended up somewhere other than where it started in.

So...two days ago. Volunteer work. That fifth worker was a darling, re-spliced the wires and got a ferric collar for the microphone connectors. (In english, that means the system is working even better than it did before its meltdown). Thankies, Richard :^D No, that isn't his name. I'll play it again, Sam: hardly anyone in my journal wears their real names...that just creates problems, yeah? Problems are to be avoided. ;^)

*As Xander* Well, I'm sorry I give you barfy feelings.

Mehehehehe Buffy in-joke, I'm so evil >^D Anyway.

Also we had (TA-DA!) extra help ^_^ We'll call him Bob. You r0x0r, Bob! *Waves* And there was this cute girlie, Rita, in the front row scoping out Tenchi the entire time. Serious mutual scope-outedness was going on. Go, bro, go! ^_^

Yesterday: trip to the post office. Finally ^_^

Mom: "Can I have the remote now, please?"
Me (WHINE) "But it's Buffyyy..."

Heh, two hits and I'm addicted. I'm such a wuss that way. ^_^

Today:

Frag all, Ermax, get your @$$ back to this country! NOW, damn it! *Temper tantrum*.

Somebody is sending some pretty mixed signals. Do me a favor and tell me if it's me. Do I have leprosy or something? *Nervously eyes that prominent freckle on her right forearm.* Hmm, nope, it isn't that. *Shrug*.

Eh, life is basically good.

Hanging on your every word and me
You do explain that thang you seem to feed

Whee! Later peeps! *_*

(That's a starstruck smiley; I made him up in the boredom between fic drafts and my third cuppa joe.)

Bye then :^)