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HMMMM I don’t even know where to start because it’s been quite a while. I suppose it’s time for…
RECENT EVENTS! [in whatever order I remember them] and FUTURE EVENTS [if I am excited enough about them]
a brief list by j.coppa
- PROM
Prom happened. It was actually fun (contrary to expectations!) and I ended up thoroughly enjoying myself. I was like DREADING it big time for whatever reason, but it was seriously great and I was pleased. - THE OPEN MIC NIGHT
I don’t remember any specifics about this really, except that it was really FUN and that I was forced to exhibit my lame karaoke skillz (thanks, everyone). And also I can totally see the appeal of joining that cultish FVCN youth group because their setup is SWEET. And also, during the course of this event, I realized something unfortunate but extremely extremely true. - THE CHORUS CONCERT
Lawlz. Where I fulfilled my dreams of being a black baptist minister in a gospel choir, and also where I had to awkwardly slam some poetry. Wonderful and terrible. - THE MYSTERIOUS PARTY AT JOON-HO LEE’S
Wild. times. Where we learned that trail mix, unsuspecting Jule & Miriah, and tickle fights can be a lethal combination. Also where we learned that the makeshift burkha is not really my best look. - THE EVANSBURG TRIP
OK what the heck, I went on this trip last year and it was a leisurely day of frisbee and guitar playing and barbecuing. Thoroughly enjoyable. THIS YEAR we were sent on like, a legit orienteering course and I ended up bushwhacking through the wilderness for three hours, scaling cliffs and getting all tangled up in the underbrush and like, great. It was so nuts. It was actually pretty hilarious but I was sort of stunned that our gym teachers thought that after just skipping around with a map of our OWN SCHOOL, the campus of which we are COMPLETELY FAMILIAR with, that somehow we would be prepared to just be unleashed in the wilderness with nothing but a compass (LOL like anyone was paying attention for how to use that) and a map. But apparently it wasn’t that outrageous because a bunch of teams had actually no trouble, so I guess maps just aren’t my thing. What. Ever. Anyway this bullet is entirely too long. - THE SEASON FINALE OF ANTM
Not going to lie, I was hoping that Allison was going to win. But unfortunately T.Banks has not gone crazy enough for something like that to happen. - THE SEASON FINALE OF GOSSIP GIRL
Oh my goddddd, FINALLY something goes right in the world. - WALLEYBALL!
This time I got to go to the theatre co. walleyball game at kinetix and it was such fun! - MEMORIAL DAY PARTY
This party is good every year, but this year especially turned out to be fantastic. Except for like the most ridiculous game of kickball of all time followed by the most ridiculous game of frisbee of all time. But Pepe Lopez helped us to cool down from those high tension games, and in the end it was all a success. - SIENA’S 21st BIRTHDAY
is tomorrow, and I am going on an ADVENTURE up to South Orange, NJ to help her celebrate!! It’s going to be great. Except that I made a superb mix CD for the journey and my traveling companion E.Brown’s radio doesn’t fucking work. So now this poor CD is feeling like, majorly lost and rejected. But anyway. I’m excited. - GYM CLASS TOMORROW
This is not even a notable event except that like, great, I just remembered I’m supposed to bring Iced Tea for our campout and I don’t even have any. - GRADUATION
AHHHH oh my god, I have gone from feeling like, STOKED, to reluctant, to just like 100% SAD that this is about to occur!!! I mean, despite probably 234563524 complaints that I have registered about it, I just love high school, I do. And there are two weeks left of it. And now all the yearbook signing and reminiscing and speculating about the future has begun, and it makes me want to burst into tears. Not to mention that like, Ms. Ladson was talking about paying bills and credit cards last class, and it seriously made me feel ILL because like. GREAT. I am so not ready to be a functioning adult it makes me want to die. - SENIOR SHOW
Shoot. me. - SUMMER
LOL regardless of my mixed feelings about graduation, I honestly can’t believe that we are still going to school and like getting grades for things haha. I am 100% summerfied.
Anyway this list could go on lamely forever but I don’t feel like it. I’m surprised I even scrounged up any energy to write on here at all. I have just not been feeling the old blog lately. My favorite thing to do on here is COMPLAIN and I just have had like, not much to whine about lately.
later.
HI.
I was actually being very productive just now and doing my gov homework. But I suddenly hit a wall and stopped understanding what I was doing, so I was forced to quit being productive and instead wandered onto here. So it goes, I guess.
I had a goodish weekend. I did a lot of things, most but not all of them pretty mundane. I interviewed for the honors college at West Chester yesterday. It seems like a pretty sweet set up and I am sort of dying to get in, but they only take 40 kids so like. Not getting my hopes up. I also went to Trader Joe’s for the first time, which obviously was momentous and must be noted.
So lately I have been on a READING FRENZY, which is similar to a feeding frenzy except that instead of happening with animals it happens with nerdy people, and instead of food it’s BOOKS. I just have been dying to read all the time, and I have seriously read like twelve books this week. Some of them were rereads because I couldn’t get my hands on fresh ones, but on Friday I got a bunch of books from the library, and I’ve been reading them all weekend and they are GOOD. I’ve been trying to branch out a little bit with my reading, meaning that I’ve been making an effort to steer away from girly, glossy books with titles like “Confessions of a: _____” or “The Summer When…”. It’s not been easy to wean myself away from those books, because contrary to popular belief they are AWESOME and so fun to read. But I figure that I’d have to put them behind me at some point anyway, and what better time than now, right? Right.
I’m listening to some Amy Winehouse right now. I enjoy her music more than I thought I would. It’s got a soothing, motown-y kind of feel to it.
Um OKAY, so I just paid my weekly visit to Parent Portal. And I like…suck. If my freshman self could have a look at those grades she would undoubtedly cry/commit suicide. But it’s sad because like, my senior self doesn’t give two shits.
SIGHHHHHHHH.
My hands are so DRY right now, I don’t know what the deal is. It’s probably from Panera, I was going NUTS tonight with cleaning stuff. I did such a good job. I even cleaned out that crusty little microwave we have under the coffee urns. I also replaced a LIGHTBULB, and while I was perched atop our gigantic ladder working my magic on the lighting fixture, my retarded work associate like banged into the ladder and I almost fell off and DIED. But thankfully I was able to regain stability and am still alive. Phew.
AHH so there is an ongoing CRISIS in my life, which is this: I love shortening words. For example, saying trub instead of trouble, totes instead of totally, proj instead of project, etc. etc. HOWEVER, there are certain words that are really giving me ISSUES when I try writing them down. These are words such as casual, usual, and decision. I verbally shorten these words all the time, but when I try writing them down I find that it’s pretty much impossible. How do you capture that soft s-sh-j sound that’s in the middle of those words????? If I’m shortening the word CASUAL, what do I write down? Do I say cas? No. It looks totally wrong. Cash? Obviously not. Caaj? What the fuck. Casjh? I just can’t work it out. It’s becoming a major burden in my daily life, and is really cramping my style of speaking when I’m communicating through the written word. If anyone would like to leave input on the spelling for these shortened words, please do so.
Oh my god, the lack of progress I have made on all of my homework is staggering. I really need to get my act together. Plus I need to locate some hand lotion STAT for my poor dried out hands. In other words, I really should go, despite the fact that I have said nothing even remotely important or substantial or interesting in this dumb entry. OH. WELL.
later skaterz.
hey-ooo.
So, it is MARCH right now of senior year. I don’t know… that just occurred to me, how not very much time is left of this year. And first of all, I’m a little disappointed because I have been given the impression that senior year is supposed to be like, sweet. But thus far it has sucked. And second of all I’m feeling a sort of carpe diem attitude about the remainder of the year. Because who the fuck cares anymore, right? Only three months left in this place, may as well actually have fun.
Speaking of NOT having fun, there is this ongoing THING in my life, currently, which has permanently taken up residence in the “WTF?” region of my brain. I am honestly bewildered by it, and am also pretty sick of it. But I care about it too kind of so I wish it would work out. However, at this point it’s looking like I’m the only ONE who cares about it, so I think I may just have to stop caring even though I don’t want to. You know what I’m talking about? Of course you do. So. Frustrating.
In other news, new episodes of Gossip Girl air tomorrow night thank GOD. I have something to look forward to.
Today is the day three years ago that my grandmom died. I remember it SO DISTINCTLY, I like can’t even believe it has already been three years. We had a mass today at my granddad’s house with the whole family there, which was pretty unbearable because like…my whole extended family in one house IS just unbearable, regardless of the solemnity of the occasion. But it was a nice thing. It’s pretty impressive to look around at my eighteen aunts and uncles and forty-something cousins, and to think of the matriarch of this gigantic group of people and how like, wherever she is now, she still has so many pieces of her left on earth. It’s kind of sweet.
I also visited my other grandmom today, because I sometimes go read to her on Sundays. And I have decided that aging is a total bitch. Seriously. If I could just check out of here at around age 74, I am totally cool with that. Because completely losing control of your existence seems…not that enjoyable to me. I mean, Grandmom Ayres is making the best of it obviously, and her condition is still pretty dece for being 95, but like. Getting old just seems like it sucks, it really does.
AN EXAMPLE of how getting old sucks, is that today I filed my TAXES. How depressing is that??? But I actually get a sweet refund so it isn’t so bad I suppose.
Alright well this entry was pretty terrible, and full of some extremely random and pointless things. But whaaat can you do. It is now time to go to bed because I feel like I’m going to die.
buenas noches.
PS: I went to check on the word “aging” to make sure I spelled it right, because it was looking a little funky, and it TURNS OUT that it is correct to spell it either “aging” OR “ageing”. Weird. The English Language is a marvelous thing, my friends.
HI.
So I have just now returned from a driving venture into NORRISTOWN. That’s right people, me and my street smarts were journeying the backroads of N-Town in the misty darkness, giving my work buddy a ride so that he didn’t have to take the bus. Other than going the wrong way down a one way street, and having some dude tap on my window while I was stopped at a light, I made it out of there unscathed. (I’m sure you’re relieved to hear.) It was a good life experience though, because the only places I ever drive are places in the reaches of Methacton S.D., and like, the mall. So now I have expanded my driving horizons.
This weekend was alright. Pretty uneventful, but not altogether bad. I went shopping yesterday for a senior banquet dress. Dress shopping is pretty much my least favorite activity, along with bra shopping, attending funerals of close relatives, spanish listening activities, and getting a root canal. But yesterday I literally just walked into a store, put on a dress, and bought it for like 12 dollars. It was fantastic.
Yesterday was also my LAST FREE SATURDAY until the musical, because we have practice every Saturday in February. Which makes me want to cry kind of.
I’m pretty sure that I have multiple homework assignments of varying importance that I should be doing right now. But I never write homework DOWN, so it’s always kind of a game of jog-the-memory when I try to assess the homework situation. And I’m not really feeling up to an frantic trip down memory lane at the moment, so I guess we shall see what happens when I get to class tomorrow.
O.mg. so I am excited for a BUNCH of things right now. I really am. And it’s unusual, because normally there is nothing going on, and if anything I am feeling like, intense dread about upcoming events. But right now I am STOKED for a lot of stuff. And you probably want to know what these things are, but I shan’t disclose because for some of them I kind of have to see how they pan out before my excitement is justified. And for the other ones, well. Maybe I’ll tell you later. Other than being excited for things, I have also been feeling EXTREMELY CURIOUS about this ONE THING. And I don’t know how to find it out, but I am dying to. Aaaah.
I am currently eating some green grapes. They are huge. And they’re good, but like…It’s disconcerting how gigantic they are.
Probably roids.
Ugh sooo I dropped guitar class, which I was supposed to take mod 1 of semester 2. I am a little sad about dropping it because I have always harbored a secret wish to be good at guitar, and I thought that this class would be the first step towards realizing this lifelong dream. But it was like, me and a bunch of grimy freshman boys, and there’s a bunch of homework for it apparently, and I didn’t realize how much I cherished my mod 1 study hall until I didn’t have it anymore. SO. I had to make the cut. But I have a guitar, so I’m going to try some self-teaching and see how it works out.
OK, so, I always have dreams about having babies. Seriously at least once a week. Which I guess is weird, and even weirder to bring it up, but I HAD one last night (a dream, not a baby) and I have been thinking about it all day. It was such a good dream! Like, a truly warm and adorable and wonderful dream. And I know it was just a dream, but being a mom has got to be pretty awesome. I’m like, excited for that. Not trying to be weird, but I am.
ALLLRIGHT well, you’re undoubtedly enthralled by all these fascinating tidbits I’ve been throwing at you, but I have decided that it would probably be prudent of me to further investigate the homework sitch. So I’m going to do that.
latooorrr.
hulloo.
I just came home from work, and I’m bored. I was in the middle of watching Season 1 of The O.C., but it kept skipping and I couldn’t get past this one part of episode 11, so I bagged it, and now I’m here. I should probably be doing some aich-dubya, since I have more packets to do this weekend then I have ever had to do in basically my entire life, and which will probably take me several hours to complete. Not to mention the stupid Swift parody thing, which like….I have zero (0) ideas for.
So work was kind of okay tonight. I have been bonding with some unexpected coworkers. I thought that things would be slow because of the epic “snowstorm” that was supposed to go down today, but it was as busy as usual, and as USUAL the weather men are just proclaiming blatant falsehoods to the people of Southeastern Pennsylvania. Disgraceful.
Maria’s watching X-Men right now, which used to be a favorite of mine back in the day. Watching it now (or rather, overhearing it, since my back is to the TV) is reminding me strongly of my burning desire to be a MUTANT! (“What are you talking about, Jule? You are a mutant!” ha. ha. You slay me.) It would be so sweet. I think I would definitely want to have Mystique’s powers, because that would be WILD and I could do whatever I wanted and play jokes on people all the time. The suckiest mutant to be would obviously be Ice Man. His power fucking sucks. Like, what can you even do with that? I guess he would be useful to have around if like, my soda was warm, but if we were in actual mortal peril he would be pretty useless. For example, right now in the movie they were in trouble and the entire S.W.A.T. team was there or whoever, so he created this gigantic thick wall of ice between them and the enemies. And the bad guy just exploded it real quick with some kind of grenade thing. Thank you, Ice Man. You are a life saver. I guess Rogue’s power, too, would be pretty bad. I can’t even think of a redeeming element to not being able to touch other people, except that like, I wouldn’t have to participate in awkward hugging/handshaking situations, and people probably wouldn’t sit next to me on the bus which is extremely positive. But other than that, pretty terrible.
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WHAT. Yes, I just devoted a paragraph to X-Men. Girls who like comic booky things are like, cool, nowadays. Or so I hear. Leave me alone.
Anyway, the nun salespitch still continues mercilessly. I can’t even understand it, really, because I am not exactly skanking it up over here. And I didn’t realize that I was a burden enough that my parents would want to ship me off, but apparently that is the case. My mom was showing me PHOTOS, today, of the convent that the girl is at, and pictures of her like, putting on her habit and stuff. Both of which obviously sold the idea to me immediately.
weird. shit.
ahghg well, after applying some glasses cleaner stuff to The O.C. dvd, it has been restored to its skip-less-ness and I’m going to go watch it. But thanks for keeping me company on my out o’ control, crazy fun Saturday night. Preciate it.
So, life has been weird recently. I have been weird recently.
Not really sure what my deal is, because generally I’m pretty consistent. But I’ve been acting ALL kinds of dumb lately, in MULTIPLE ways.
The Areas in Which I Have Been Acting Dumb
a brief list by j. coppa
1. Academically–I have gone from semi-stupid and lazy, to just like, retarded.
2. Socially–zomg. I can’t even describe. I am a loud annoying chatterbox, and then when I genuinely care about talking to somebody I can’t even say two words.
3. Physically–Now, ordinarily, I won’t claim that I’m Anna Pavlova or somebody, but I can usually like walk in a straight line without ending up in the ICU, or look at gross things without just totally blowing chunks, or function semi-normally without getting hurt or breaking something valuable. But NO! What is the DEAL? In the past week alone, I have had:
(a) The Stairs Incident
(b) The Rolling Fridge Incident
(c) The Knock Knock Incident
(d) The Basketball from Outer Space
(e) The Cat Incident
I could go ON, but I think you get the idea that like. I’ve been pretty retarded.
De.pressing. And unusual. I feel very off.
I’d say the social thing is the worst. I mean, facing an avalanche of Jones Sodas tumbling out of the rolling fridge at Panera, or barfing during anatomy is like, inconvenient but tolerable. As far as PEOPLE go, though, I feel like I’m fucking things up big time. I don’t mean to be, but I can’t even like string any words together when it counts anymore, and I really need to get a handle on it before I just revert back entirely to my original homeschool ineptitude.
In other news, I think my parents are trying to get me to become a nun, which, aside from being unreasonable and weird, is semi-entertaining. This family my Mom is friends with has a daughter my age who just entered a convent in Alabama, and my parents spent all of dinner like, exclaiming over how admirable that is. So I guess if the rest of my life just dissolves into a giant failure, as it seems to be doing currently, I can always up and go to Alabama to spend some q.time with The Lord. At least I’ve got options.
Anyway, I’m babysitting and I have to go read to Rosa and Olivia. But I’ll keep you posted on my truly enthralling, unraveling life.
LATA.
Current favorite song: Tranquilize – The Killers
Aaaahh so, break is just whizzing by at merciless speed and it’s TERRIBLE because I have my stupid research paper due the day we get back. And every time I think about it I just want to cry, pretty much, so I’ve been trying to keep myself sufficiently distracted so that I won’t think about it. (Which is clearly the prudent and mature way to confront the issue).
Things I Have Been Doing Over Break to Distract Myself From the Looming Research Paper of Doom
a brief list by j. coppa
- Anthony, Maria and I have been working on a series of musical projects. The primary project is the family band that we’ve been getting started over break, called The Bear Trapp Family Singers. We’ve already written several instant hits, such as “1, 2, 3″, “The Jingle Bells (Grandma, Grandma)” and “Wine in the Snow Globe”. I am mostly in charge of percussion and lyrics in this band, although I make an occasional appearance playing the toy piano. Apart from the band, we’ve also been working on some actual theatrical musicals. Dead on Christmas and There’s No Place Like Jail for the Holidays are our top ideas so far, but the opening choreography for Dead on Christmas is still a little iffy so we’re trying to work that out.
- I’ve been brushing up on my pool skillz, and can now hit the ball with terrible aim in the totally wrong direction. Which is actually like a gigantic step forward from not being able to hit the ball at all.
- My neighbors are away again, which means I’m on Cat Duty. As a Christmas present, Daphne left me a decapitated baby squirrel on the rug. It was pretty much the most horrifying and disgusting thing that I have encountered in all seventeen and-one-third years of my life, and I didn’t feed Daphne for two days as punishment. Fucking cat.
- The HEYWOODs are here, so the Coppa-Heywood properties have been abuzz with activity. Ultimate frisbee in knee-deep mud has been the primary order of the day.
- I saw “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button” yesterday. It was pretty good. But it was 2 hours and 45 minutes long, which I personally think is pretty fucking inconsiderate to the people who don’t want to be holed up in a movie theatre for like three days. Anna and I went to see it at 2:20pm, and I had to be at like a mandatory family party at 5:30. So we figured we’d be back in plenty of time. And then we realize that we are actually watching the NEVER-ENDING Case of Benjamin Button, and even though we bolt out of the theatre at the end I still get destroyed for running late to the party. So, thanks for that, Brad. People might enjoy seeing you in movies, but THREE HOURS? Really.
- Anna had the New Jersey people down for a party on Sunday, which ended up being really fun since I haven’t seen ANY of them since camp. Every time the NJ kids come here I am reminded of how much I wish I went to KA. Especially when certain NJ kids come here.
- Tonight is the annual Coppa-Heywood bonfire firework extravaganza for new years. But the weather is not looking promising. :-\
Uggghh well, as riveting as this rambling list undoubtedly has been, I am being summoned to play some friz.
Enjoy your last couple hours of 2008. It’s been a solid year.
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Hulloooo everyone, and Merry Christmas.
The day after Christmas is pretty sweet because you just kind of chill around and like, play with your toys or whatever. I enjoy this day. Santa got us Rock Band (clearly without consulting my parents) so I’ve been spending the day brushing up on my Rock Band skillz. I plan to keep it a secret that we have it, and then go to someone’s house who has it, and just BLOW THEM AWAY with my Rock Band talent, and they’ll be like “Wow…Juliana. You don’t even have Rock Band, you are AMAZING!” And I’ll just like nod at them nonchalantly and be like, “Yeah, natural talent. So it goes.” And then I’ll go home and practice some more.
That’s the plan…don’t tell anyone.
I sort of wish that Santa hadn’t blown all his funds on a stupid video game though, because I was actually trying to get something for Christmas other than like, socks and a Wii that I didn’t even want. Which didn’t really happen. But it’s ok.
The Heywoods come tonight, and I cannot even describe how excited I am. It is going to be a wild week.
So, I finally was able to restore my WHOLE old iTunes library to this computer. I’ve gone from having 60 okay songs, to having like six HUNDRED songs that I LOVE! It is such a positive thing. And now I’m just dying to make CDs for everyone I know, because I love making CDs and now I actually have decent songs to put on them.
blahblahblah… I never even know what to write on here anymore. I’ve seriously sat down like 17 times to write something, and every time I just had nothing even remotely interesting to say. I STILL have nothing interesting to say, but I thought it was becoming necessary to post something, for those of you waiting anxiously in the balance to see if I’d ever emerge from my dejected coma of grief and distress that I was apparently in my last entry…..I know that tons of you were….:cricket chirp:……yeah, you guys are the best.
Anyway so, as much as I am dying to stay and squeeze some more painfully dull thoughts out of my head, I need to go clobber Dominic on Wii bowling. I hope all of you had a nice Christmas though, and perhaps you’ll hear from me again in like, the next year or so.
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I’m sorry if I alarmed you with the condensed, over-dramatic description of my life in the previous entry. I’m not saying it wasn’t true or justified, but I should probably control my self-pitying outbursts.
I feel like I do the same thing/hang out with the same people every weekend. I’m bored of it. This weekend was thoroughly lame.
I think my wisdom teeth are COMING IN. As in, bursting forth from my gums and joining my other teeth in the normal ranks. Idk if that is standard procedure for wisdom teeth. But if it’s ok with them, it’s ok with me.
I finally found my LONG LOST LIBRARY BOOK which has been missing FOR.EVER! And none too soon, since I pretty much owe the school librarians my first born child at this point.
I have one of those invisible, underground pimples right now (sorry to gross all zero of you perfect complexioned people out) and it is so fucking painful I can’t even deal.
I finished all the Twilight books on Tuesday, FINALLY! The fourth one was like…extremely predictable. But still good. My favorite was the third.
I hate so many people right now that like, it’s becoming difficult to keep track. People really need to tone it down on the annoying front, or take turns or something, because this many people at once is a brain-multi-tasking nightmare.
I love the song “Don’t Shoot Me Santa” by The Killers. So much!!
I had my bi-weekly dad fight last night. So that schedule is still flawlessly consistent. AND I was wearing the infamous fight shirt, so maybe the other time was a fluke?
I discovered something very interesting and suprising today! Really surprising.
I am so exhausted right now.
I am done.
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I made it through Thanksgiving, guys, and am still on speaking terms with all of my siblings. Clap for me. No but I guess my contempt for the good ole fam in my previous entry may have been a bit excessive. I will concede that they are actually not that terrible, at least not all the time.
Anyway I just returned from the Coppa Family Coffee house, after illegally driving my whole family home since no one else was sober/awake enough to do the job. It was actually fun though. We always complain about going, but in the end it’s never that bad. The various performances were memorable–some awe-inspiring, some ear-splitting, some downright traumatizing. I had made up my mind to not do anything, because as tempting as it was to finally expose my skillz with the recorder to the world, I was not sure that such an intimate setting with my fragile elder relatives was the place to do it. But as USUAL with these coffee houses, some conniving, do-gooding relative added me to the list anyway, and I was tossed up onstage like a flopping, gasping fish out of water, with not even any kind of talent prepared. Since this happens to me pretty much every year, I do have some security blanket songs on-call so that I look like less (but not much less) of a hack. So I ended up warbling out one of my fallback songs, and then darting off the stage before the biscotti and other assorted inedible italian desserts began flying at my poor, talentless head. (my performance obviously falls in the “traumatizing” category). Now, although this is casually referred to as a Coppa family event, we obviously get the random talented stragglers who somehow catch wind of the party and decide to come. AND LET ME TELL YOU, the talented stragglers at this year’s C.H. did not disappoint! They were good looking, as well as terrific musicians, and we totally hit it off! Unfortunately they arrived right in the middle of my horrific exhibition of nonexistent talent/raw terror, so they did not get the best first impression of me. But obviously I made up for it later with my enchanting wit/vivacity.
Anyway, so that’s a sum-up of this year’s coffee house. Fascinating.
AAHHH so I’m checking my email right now, and Yahoo! tells me that the oldest woman in the world died today! And also that Rachel Ray has to get throat surgery. But the oldest woman thing is a little sad, right? She was probably ready to go though….everyone she was friends with probably died a while ago.
So I’m on the third book of Twilight now, and I really do feel bad about it. I was such an adamant hater, and here I am, cruising through the series like I never even had a problem. I should probably construct some kind of makeshift book sock so that people get off my back for going back on my word. It’s nice to have something that actually holds my interest to read though, I’m enjoying them.
Anyway, as USUAL I am being kicked off the computer by some sibling whose wants and needs are far greater than my own and who cannot wait five minutes to complete whatever life-or-death task is currently at stake. Oy vey.
I’ll write again soon maybe.
