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jeez.. it's nearly eight o' clock, and there's no one on aim... *sad, lonely little puppy dog face*
well, come to think of it, i might not be here either, except the movie i was gonna watch with maternal body and little sister turned out to be a *made for tv* movie, and those usually suck. but still! *lonely puppy face*
OMG! OMG OMG OMG!!! I HAVE MET THE INFAMOUS ANDY WAGNOR!! AND I HAVE SHAKEN HIS HAND!!!! actually this was a few days ago, but i haven't been on the computer much lately. least wise, not internet. i've recently readdicted myself to M&M VI. but that's all beside the point. and the point is that i have now met Andrew Fucking Shit Michael Goddamned Wagoner. and shaken his hand. praise me.
well today was tres amusant. "Wacky Tacky Day." *no one* but us dressed up. and by us, i mean Jessie (with a kickass hair-do, i might add. just like something outta Dr. Suess.), Emmah, Kayra, and me. the rest of you slackers go die, because you didn't dress up. *cough*ashzandrefeather*cough HACK* we got Andre in the end though, with green hair colour spray, lip shtick shmear, and, for a few seconds, a tie.
speaking of the hair spray.. might i add that i am NEVER, i say NEVER putting that stuff in my hair again. and by never, i mean not until i get a really great costume idea that requires hair colour-ee stuff. anyway, i got home and decided to take my hair down because it was bugging me, which was alright until i decided to try combing it. this did not work at all, so i got in the shower. i used half my shampoo bottle trying to get all the stuff out, and all that was left of my conditioner getting out the knots it left. i actually pulled out a sizeable chunk of my hair combing it: imagine a quarter of that Great Ball of Silly String ball we made.* yeh. i could've donated to locks of love, had it not been all tangley.
anyway, tomorrow's goth day, and prep ralley besides, so that'll be fun. well, technically it's *Class Colour Day* but our class colour is black, sooooo...
OMG!! I MET ANDY GODDAMNED WAGNOR!!!....
*last week Emily, Kayla, Andrew, and myself decided to make up an Emo band. we held practice last Friday. (aka: had a party, dragged out a couple pots and pans, banged away on the piano, etc...) Andre was late coming over, and i had gone back into my room to get something. i found my two cans of silly string that someone gave me for my birthday this year. Corey or Rach i think. or Mommi. anyway, i decided it'd be great fun to spray Andre with silly string. i only had two cans, and Emmi wanted some too, so we went on a Great Search to find the Halloween boxes (yes, we have *holiday boxes*). this search included both barns, the basement, another search of the barns, the dinning room, and finally the porch, where, it turns out, they'd been hiding all along. we found many, many cans of silly string. equiping two cans per girl, we had a quick frantic fit trying to get the tape and caps off the cans and shake them well whilst Andre pulled up in the driveway. the minute he got to the door, he got six can's worth of silly string all over him. the shirt he was wearing still bears marks of this attack, as we saw today. anyway, when we were done, we picked up all the silly string and rolled it into a great ball. this is the Great Ball of Silly String mentioned above.
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