Karen Powers has a blog now. Or so I think. I may have misspelled the URL as Karen has a bit of a spelling impediment, ehe. Not like my URL is spelled correctly or anything.
I am proud to be Marley's friend. Her wizard of Oz performance was hot as shit. I do not care what anybody says about how she may be annoying or weird, she's probably one of the most loyal friends I ever had. Socially inept my foot, she's got a good heart. Here's for backhanded compliments! ....i'm such a baka...
My beanie baby friend bear bear is accompanying me almost everywhere. I saw him at clements sitting all alone on this wire rack and walked by him two days in a row consecutively breaking my heart. I finally bought him home. He's a good bear. Haha. pan pan's fat.
here comes the thnikkaman..
Molly's cool.
I got a lot of my ol' mystery science theater mojo back which is nice. Although it sucks if impressionable children are sitting behind me in the musical.
I need to start hanging out w/ Kevin. he's only several hops about a block of skipping and about four jumps up some front steps from my house. He made a good lion.
Alison..her voice is just so pretty. I mean there are some voices that are just like crystals on my ears. Really pure ones up in soprano ranges..I could never quite get that out of my own mouth. I'm a bit of a growly blues singer myself. Alison though its like the kind of really light voice that makes you think of sunrises with light coming through dewdrops on a window or something..sounds corny but thats what it is. Her voice is uplifting like a cloud, my voice is like a really big bowl of chili or something. Comforting, but with a lot of edge and crap that grates on you from the inside.
Ellie's funny. I used to be real good friends with her. Now I kinda admire her at a distance..but she's still pretty damn cool.
Musical folk...love em all. Wished I was doing something besides rippin tickets.
Melissas name being left out of the program was a crime against humanity. Nates name was left out the junior high program. What the hell guys, what the hell. Two of the coolest people in the world..even if they do make me make sex noises because of some color burping game i'd never even heard of. But thats okay because doug farber didn't know what XYZ meant until two days ago. Scungy bastard. A good kid at heart, but he got on my bad side the other day which isn't easy. Less jus say he let out a certain "trouser snake" in gym. underwear over it, but I still wished to beat him. Although I'd seen worse things and it takes much more than that to get me angry. It just put him out of my favor for a bit. I hope that wasn't a pass on me, cuz if it was he needs to learn how to make a pass. That pass wasn't good for anybody, let alone me. I've had one good pass at me, and that was Tyler (tae kwon do dude) wrestling me to the ground this one time. That was hot. Too bad he's 18 *shakes head*. In most peoples cases, that would be considered a bad pass as well, but I am a horny psycho, so step off catepizzys.

Hannah: Spongebob is so cool.
Dad: I dunno, I think he's kind of square.

I am such a brown belt right now *grins*. Took the test for it by myself friday night, supported by one Molly Rose, who is cooler than cool. We are awesome. Salt and pepper go together like Hannah and Molly Rose, not the switch. She slept over. We angel sanctuaried, zzyzzlewhigged, froggered, space channel fived...good times. With white rice. and a funnel.
Broke into the junior high musical after high-hair appointment (candi is a good hair dresser). Then attended one hell of a kickass 80's theme Kate cheney breaking out the uterus anniversary. Stasia said I was the most badass one there. This is a high compliment. But I don't care, I'm too badass to care *pulls hat down at a sly angle*. Sage beatboxed one crazy mofo while Katie and I engaged in S&M. There was dancing, corn muffins, pink, and dreadlocks, such should be true at any 'Meda sponsorzored affair. Then I went to sleep. at my house. Before that, ryan's mom didn't walk Sage to the door. The morning after I sould soupy doupy at a churchy wurchy for a fundraiser...wundrais..nah. Good soup. I ate soup for dinner as well. I had fun pushing through church crowds to get more ladles or extension cords or whatever. "scuse me..scuse me..moses..moses..scuse me..pregnant man..moses..scusi.."
My immortal by evanescence has been freaking the crap out of me repeatedly, but I can't seem to stop watching it. It's one of those videos/songs where you just wanna go track down the singer and go "I KNOW! IKNOWIKNOWIKNOWIKNOW-". You get my drift? I've decided Marilyn Manson is cool. But don't worry, I'm not really like that. Except when I am =9
Pump up the volume is a good movie. Please watch it. Airplane is an even better movie. Watch that or I might be forced to do the deathray thing.
I wanna call Dee, but I can't do that. I have no phone number plus he's kind of on some sort of military floaty thing and might be doing something else. Nothing like shooting the wrong way and putting someone out of their possible misery because you heard your cell ring, neh?
I love the roots.
Let's all go to the lobby and get ourselves some snacks.

"Novelty horns are innefective. You're supposed to use a horn as anger like "HOOONK I HATE YOU!" not *Hums Mexican hat dance , flips the bird*"-who me? yes you. Couldn't be. Then who? wait, it was me. Because I'm a badass and you're not. Bitches.