AHHH! Molly's home ^_^
I'm happy. I talked to her last nite on the phone. Then i promptly cashed my 354.12 paycheck and bought my DDR, PS2, and game. And memory card. Promptly blowing 75% of my money. This is what i've been working for! Then Marla and Emily came over. We had a blast and a half. We went to Marlas house to play Mario party, then i came back to my house for sleeping.
I awoke around 3:30 because my parents said we were leaving early for lake placid. But they don't understand what my version of early is apparently. I thought they meant 4:00. w/e. I dressed, showered, finished packing shtuff, and flounced down to the computer to write my goodbye. No more blogs or Hannah until thursday.
I hope you all have a wonderful week!
By the way..according to DDRfreak locations there is no DDR in lake george or lake placid, but my dad says that if arcades are smart they have them. Then we started arguing. Then we made a bet. I get 10$ if theres no machine there, but if there is i have to give dad 10$. Hah. Jokes on him. Whether they have one or not, i'm going to be flat broke by the time w'ere at Lake George. BAH! (oh, and anyone who wants to double check me, the DDR in lake george thats listed is in great escape, so i'd have to go to six flags to use it. Meh.)
I bid you all a fond farewell. *braces self against 10-hour car ride*

"Ok, so whats the speed of dark?"-Steven Wright. I'm on a bit of a steven wright kick lately. He's a cool cat.

This post happened on THURSDAY. I posted it in the wrong blog. Hopefully none of my family saw that, since i cussed once or twice.*sniggle*

Hey anyone who watches sailor moon
(anyone else, bear with me)
You know how sailor moon's daughter chibiusa came from the future and started living in the present with her? And how they were exactly alike except chibiusa was smarter and more annoying?

Dude, i think my "chibiusa" is at my camp. Except her name is Jillian Murray.
She acts EXACTLY like me at age 8. No kidding. I swear to god, i can hear scenes from my childhood by sitting ten feet away from her and listening her talk to a normal kid. For example:

Jillian: Have you ever seen monty python and the holy grail?
NK: no...what is that?
Jillian: O my god! Its the BEST movie theres this part where these monks are walking around going "pie easu domine" BASH! and then theres this night who gets his arms cut off and-
NK: Have you seen kangaroo jack?
Jillian: No, i heard it got really bad reviews
NK:...o...i thought it was funny...

O my god. Its mini-me. She also likes yellow submarine, which was my thing at that age. Shes also constantly talking about how people each put out their own ectoplasmic energy which is how everyone creates their own reality. I don't quite understand it, but i really want to discuss it with her. Camp is not good ground for a in-depth philosophical conversation. Especially since both of us are easily distracted by loud, colorful, shiny things.
Which is why i bought her a light-up bow tie!
And she bought me a colorful hat!
I love this kid. Its fun when little kids like you to the same degree you like them. She even dyed her hair to match mine, which would be borderline scary if she wasn't already crazy/8 years old/blonde. And everyone wants my luxorious golden brown locks anyway, why shouldn't she? *Giggle*. blehh, its almost saddening seeing how shes going to have to go through all the same stages of outcast i had to deal with in my elementary school. There is no place for gifted children truly during school. Unless it is a montesorri school. Apex is crap. We played with legos. Lego logo does not require immense genius.
I got presents from the people i work with! :-O!
Lily knitted me a red white and blue purse with a blinking American flag pin on it. I'm happy i have something patriotic! I decided like our country again, because dad pointed out that in America we have the freedom to say our president is a limy dishonest southern fucker. Not in those exact words, but thats what i think of him.
Debbie quilted me this freaking amazing pillow! What lengths to go for a present! On the front of the pillow, she quilted a design out of oriental-looking fabric that looks like four kimonos. And on the back its fabric with a bunch of assorted kimonos printed on it. And goddamn it is one soft pillow! And i <3 kimonos!
Katie and Ricci got me a v squishy spiky red ball thing that lights up. I wear it around my neck on a string.
I <3 recieving things! Whee for matieral possesions!

(at party fair)

Mom: Hey look randy, its a hand-held fan with a lollipop attatched to the bottom!
Dad: Great! We finally have something that sucks and blows!

mind you we were at the sales counter when this happened. The sales clerk tried not to laugh. I did no such thing and practically died laughing behind a shelf of party hats.

Dillema!
I get my paycheck in three days.
So?
I want to buy DDR.
So?
A new and better version of it is coming out in November. For Xbox. A used Xbox is cheaper.
BUT
i would have to wait until November to get it. DAMNIT!
so my choices are-Get the Ultra cool one in freaking NOVEMBER.
or
Get the adequate one now.
One choice is more frustrating, one is more immediate.
However the end product of the Xbox one would be better.
Ultimate Mix, or Max?
Flimsy pad or buy metal pad with november 5th's birthday money?
Wait, or get it now so i stop bitching?
GAHHHHH!!!!!
Please provide me with an answer if you can.
Except you emily. I know you want me to wait until friggin November 19th. but you don't understand my agony! YOU ALREADY HAVE DDRMAX, BASTARD!

(later post edit)

oh yeah, and to complicate things further theres a DDRMAX2 coming out for Ps2 at the same time. So the question is which game, which system, and should i wait or not?
The metal pad is not a question. They could charge me 250$ and i'd still save up. Because i'm a crazy bitch.

"Work pays off in the future, but laziness pays off NOW."-Steven Wright. Contributing to my (admittedly minor) dillema.
I must say i feel crappy about complaining about something like this when children in other countries don't eat.

I'm in one of those phases where I have a month just staring off into space and thinking about the same damn thing or person over and over again. Not good. Hopefully it will pass by the time school starts.
It usually means i'm in love or increasingly hormonal again. Or i'm not taking my luvox. Must be the latter. Thats usually what kicks the intrusive thought thing.
I was reading Ryan's blog about wanting a girlfriend and not being able to find anybody he would want to go out with.
I want a boyfriend. At this point I have little or no standards. I would date a shopping cart if it was nice. And human.
But most guys convieniently forget I'm a girl. When i get in conversations with them, I am treated as a guy who doesn't have a penis to talk about. They make comments about other girls asses or them being hot right in front of me. They'll be like "dude, all the girls in this class are so dumb..". Then i'll look at them somewhat questioningly. "Oh yeah..except you..you're cool..".
Ok. Compliment. Fine. But its unsettling. I know i look like a girl. I could not be mistaken for a guy. So how the hell do people forget? Is it because i'm not openly feminist all the time, or go the opposite route and act like the giggly barbie ditz? I'm not the girl that hangs around with skaters all the time that wears guy clothes. I'm not one that randomly grinds on people at dances. And yet, i don't act like a guy either. I am an it. Unclassifiable. And I am always forgotten.
"you're cool and everything, i just couldn't see myself going out with you".
I love everyone and everything. I am not saving myself for shit. But nobody i've ever approached remembers i'm a girl until I hint i like them, or until they notice i do.
Of course there are some exceptions. But thats why I don't have boyfriends. I am a crazy being with an overpacked life convieniently placed to be a caring friend before I am a girl.
So am I saying I want to be objectified?
Not totally. But the occasional wolf whistle in the parking lot lifts my spirits.
I am truly depraved.

"The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese."-Steven Wright

You must apologize too! All of you!
Even you, 'meda. Just cuz ur vegetarian does not mean you shouldn't apologize.

Anyway, rockin family party!
I spilled beer on my foot.
Has anyone ever had a childhood friend of the opposite sex dissapear for a few years, and return hot? Cuz i just had that happen! Holy shit, Matt Heinz! *wolf whistle* . O well. Too bad i can remember him chasing me around with a plastic star wars gun at age 6. Turnoff. O yeah and i walked in on him changing before his sudden shift in to hottness. he mighta been 12. My timing sucks!
I woke up this morning, went downstairs, and my dad goes "do you have a blood blister on your leg?".
I look down.
There had been a friggin dog tick the size of a very large thumbtack snacking on me for the whole night plus some hours before then.
Mom had to pull it out. It was rather messy and painful. God now i'm paranoid theres bugs on my leg. Friggin parasites. This is why mooching is bad!!
so i should stop doing it then..we can't learn much from ticks..
Unless they are the giant blue kind! SPOON!

SPOON! counts as quote. Y'all know that crazy Tick.