*Dances about*
Jan. 25th, 2004 08:43 pmI'm wondering if we'll have school tomorrow, while watching a muted Golden Globe awards broadcast and listening to Michelle Branch. It's great.
Yay, yay, yayrah. In less than a month I get to go to NYC. All is good. Cause well it's the city. Well, okay, I hate cities, smog and population and all that crap. But it's THE city. New York City. I think it's the only place that can make up for it's disgusting pollution and noise just because of what it is and what is holds. Plays, food, and shopping (that was me channeling Jessi...). Yesh. Oh and Queer Eye. I heart New York.
Plus, that bright little star in the distance...Nate, and possible emotional turmoil for my lovely Josie and Seth. Now that's show busin...err, I mean, that's the icing on the cake. (Though I don't like icing on my cake all that much...hmm, maybe it's the CREAM CHEESE icing on the CARROT cake. Ooo...I'm hungry...)
Catty came home tonight, with reluctance because she says she probably won't have school tomorrow, anyway. But Miranda and Fi told her she kinda had to, and that they'd come visit (HEHEHE *Clap clap*) soon. And Emily and Jason and Morca played poker with her, which is always an amusing experience. THEN MAE JOINED! And then things were just downright great. Poor Trishy, she hasn't gotten much attention lately. Her and Catty are still at odds. Though it was better than the night in Kansas City with the, "You're trash, and you're a selfish bitch, and Eph is sooo much better for daddy than you would ever be." That was really bad. Of course, there was the lashing back, and mean things were yelled by both. But there's been this weird deal-type thing between them...Catty doesn't bother Trish, Trish doesn't bother Catty. It's depressing. Trisha wants to be a mom for Cat. She really, really does. Sigh. Well, either way, she gets to be a mom for Lira and I think that's a good trade. LOL!
If anyone wants me to start lj-cutting the muse rants, I shall...
-Maddy
P.S. I don't know who the freak doing the commentary in the parentheses is. I really don't. I think it's D.J.
P.S.S. Is that it? Or is it P.P.S.? Oh well...I just had to yell...LION KING 1 1/2 ON FEB 10TH! THE 5 YEARS WITH TIMON AND PUMBAA! YAY!
*Cough* I'm a geek.
Yay, yay, yayrah. In less than a month I get to go to NYC. All is good. Cause well it's the city. Well, okay, I hate cities, smog and population and all that crap. But it's THE city. New York City. I think it's the only place that can make up for it's disgusting pollution and noise just because of what it is and what is holds. Plays, food, and shopping (that was me channeling Jessi...). Yesh. Oh and Queer Eye. I heart New York.
Plus, that bright little star in the distance...Nate, and possible emotional turmoil for my lovely Josie and Seth. Now that's show busin...err, I mean, that's the icing on the cake. (Though I don't like icing on my cake all that much...hmm, maybe it's the CREAM CHEESE icing on the CARROT cake. Ooo...I'm hungry...)
Catty came home tonight, with reluctance because she says she probably won't have school tomorrow, anyway. But Miranda and Fi told her she kinda had to, and that they'd come visit (HEHEHE *Clap clap*) soon. And Emily and Jason and Morca played poker with her, which is always an amusing experience. THEN MAE JOINED! And then things were just downright great. Poor Trishy, she hasn't gotten much attention lately. Her and Catty are still at odds. Though it was better than the night in Kansas City with the, "You're trash, and you're a selfish bitch, and Eph is sooo much better for daddy than you would ever be." That was really bad. Of course, there was the lashing back, and mean things were yelled by both. But there's been this weird deal-type thing between them...Catty doesn't bother Trish, Trish doesn't bother Catty. It's depressing. Trisha wants to be a mom for Cat. She really, really does. Sigh. Well, either way, she gets to be a mom for Lira and I think that's a good trade. LOL!
If anyone wants me to start lj-cutting the muse rants, I shall...
-Maddy
P.S. I don't know who the freak doing the commentary in the parentheses is. I really don't. I think it's D.J.
P.S.S. Is that it? Or is it P.P.S.? Oh well...I just had to yell...LION KING 1 1/2 ON FEB 10TH! THE 5 YEARS WITH TIMON AND PUMBAA! YAY!
*Cough* I'm a geek.
