So, I've been at work all day, where the internet was down, but now that I'm home and our internet is working just fine:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMALEE AND RENEE!!!


And Daniel Radcliffe and Nomar Garciaparra too. But they're not quite as important. Apparantly it's a good day for being born.

So, there are two kinds of sledding. There's normal sledding, and then there's Denardo sledding.

In normal sledding, one, or sometimes two, people get on a sled, and go down a snowy hill, usually facing forward, until they lose momentum and stop. Then they walk back up. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Denardo sledding starts out basically the same, except the hill has frozen cow pies under the snow for extra bumpiness, and there's an electric fence and/or giant tree-filled pit at the bottom. It's best to stop before you get to these. These also may necessitate bailing out of the sled before it has come to a natural stop. Or throwing your feet down, which will slow you down, but also may make the sled careen out of control, and/or spray snow in your face.

Denardo sledding also involves going down the hill backwards, face-first, and any other odd way you can imagine. Then we even get bored with that, and we all race down the hill. Or hold hands while we're all on separate sleds. Or make a big chain of sleds. Or, my personal favorite, and the best and worst idea, pile five people on a sled that's big enough for three. Maybe. All of these things result in a giant pile of snow covered, slightly injured, hysterically laughing, completely entangled  people about ten feet down the hill, because that's pretty much as far as you can get before the sled turns sideways and dumps you all out on top of one another.

And then you say "Wow. My tailbone hurts, I have snow in my boobs, I can't see, I'm exhausted, my pants are soaked, and that didn't work at all. LETS DO IT AGAIN." And you trudge back up the hill, and try again.

It's so much fun.



Then Heather and Erin came over and we watched Mulan, because Heather and Emalee and I used to watch that movie every single time they came over when we were younger. Seriously, Heather and I were practically reciting it. It's such a good movie too. I laughed and laughed at it. Even though I've seen it hundreds of times, it's still funny.

I feel like I should update about my Thanksgiving break, but so much happened that it would be hard to do it justice. So I'll just put down some key events and leave the gritty details to either your memories or your imaginations, depending on if you were there or not.

I went home Tuesday, and did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING until Wednesday around 4:00. I didn't even get dressed Wednesday. I put on a bra and some warm clothes to go to Deer Camp. That was all. (Which turned out to be a good thing, because I ended up picking up 10 pizzas... Yeah)

Ah, and then that brings me to Deer Camp, which is always wonderful. There were so many freaking people there this year, but I think that made it even better. We played Taboo, and Cranium, and we talked Teh Girl Talk, and my mother got drunk and yet could still spell backwards, and it was great. Janeea's Matt is cool. Quiet, but cool. Just keep him away from knives and onions. (And he broke his glasses. Heh.)

Q. What's Beethoven's favorite fruit?
A. Ba-na-na-na!

Thanksgiving was the usual: lots of food, lots of pie, more games, lots of Heather and Emalee. (YAY!)Jean came this year, and Dylan and Shelby, and we all played dominoes, even Matthew! (Which means nothing to anyone not in my family, but still.) And ummm... Oh, we watched Wimbledon, and I still love that movie. And Paul Bettany. Shelby spent the night at my house, which was very odd cause he's not related to us, and I don't really know him that well.

Then Friday I spent the day doing homework and calling pretty much everyone I know to go bowling. Which we did. AND IT WAS AWESOME. Then we went to Denny's, which I have missed SO MUCH, but my Smothered Fries were...sketchy. Then a few of us went to Janeea's, and we played Trivial Pursuit and watched Secretary (for my first time from the beginning.) Oh my GOD, that movie makes me so happy. James Spader, how I love you.

Me: *about Matt* He talks!

In the moring we watched Mitch Hedberg. He makes me giggle.


Ummm... What day am I on? Oh, Saturday I went to some craft fairs with my mom and my aunt, and then my family went to see The Logger at The Paramount. He's still funny. "Bring back your empties!"

Today I had to get up ridiculously early to go to a mass for my Grandmother, and then I fought with my family for a few hours, before Mom and I watched The Lake House (Which movie I like, so SHUT UP,) and then I left for SMC, and now here I am. Updating instead of doing my homework. Oy. I better get on that.
So we went out to dinner at Cafe Provence in Brandon tonight to celebrate Heather's birthday (August 30) and Eric's (September 1) and it was a classic Denardo get-together.

After arriving in shifts, Heather spilled her lemonade. Everywhere.

Then my mother asked my brother if he was playing the bagle this year. (She meant bugle, but that makes almost as little sense because he plays the saxophone. I blame the martinis.)

And they had the cutest little salt and pepper shakers there, so Heather and Emalee each stole a pair. Aided by my father. We are all insane.

But I had duck, and it was very very good. We joked, and we laughed, and we were extremely random, and I love my family.



And now, my house is full of young teenage boys, and they are all football players, and they are HUGE and I am not exaggerating.



In other news, the Dog Team Tavern burned to the ground the other night. How random is that?
Ok, so I just watched the deleted scenes on my RENT DVD, and one of them is an alternate ending.

It starts out the same as the ending in the movie, but then it cuts to all of them singing the finale in the spotlights, the way they sing "Seasons of Love", only Angel isn't in his spotlight.

And that gave me goosebumps.

But then he comes out, not looking like Angel, and he touches Collins and Collins laughs and Angel takes his spotlight and they all finish the song and it brought me to tears.

It was so fucking beautiful.

(Someone, probably Renee, told me that that's how they do it on Broadway, but since I've never seen it on Broadway...)


Oh, and last night I had to go wtih Emalee and Aunt Rose to the hospital because Emalee sprained her ankle. Again. I swear, I'm gonna lock that girl up in a padded room. (And Em? It was your right ankle last time. I looked at the picture on Facebook.)



P.S. I changed my icons again, mostly just because I want to show off some Firefly ones.
You know what?

I like Good Charlotte. And I like Simple Plan, and The All American Rejects, and Avril Lavigne, and The Milkshake Song, and "I Don't Wanna Be," and especially Bowling for Soup. I like that one song by Yellowcard, "Ocean Avenue," and the one song by Dashboard Confessionals that I can't remember how it goes, but I know I like it, and a couple songs by Fall Out Boy and I refuse to be ashamed of any of that.

And the more people keep saying "Ugh, why do you like them?" The more I'm going to listen to them and like them, and talk about how much I like them, just to piss those people off. I don't criticize your musical tastes, and I'll thank you not to criticize mine.

Paul likes Snoop Dogg, and Chris listens to Spanish Techno and Renee only knows musicals and Emalee listens to bands I've never even heard of. Erin is Green Day obsessed and Kelley only listens to oldies, and all of that is ok. I don't care. More power to them. Listen to what makes you happy, and I wish you well.

But world? Shut the fuck up about what I listen to, and stop trying to foist your music on me. Forcing me to listen to what you like will not make me like it, and, in fact, will probably have the opposite effect.


Thank you.




P.S. But I don't listen to Ashley Simpson.



ETA It's "Vindicated." The song by Dashboard Confessional, I mean.
1. Remember the Vertigo pin? It was Hannah's, and is now back in her possesion.

2. Graduation was quite a bit less boring than mine, mostly because Nora's and Brian's speeches were funny and not overly long. Emalee's party at my house was lovely, and chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting is AMAZING.

3. Never eat undercooked yak meat.

4. Project Grad, for some reason I can't quite place, was a lot better than mine. It seemed to fly by, whereas mine dragged on and on and on. Jim and Kelli spent the whole night on the bean bags again, and it was like "Awww, that's where they met!" The hypnotist was still good, but I was more impressed with his before-show sleight of hand.

I stole the box of Sour Patch Kids, and we ate the red ones and threw the yellow ones at people (mostly Aaron Mack.)

Fucking Latanzie threw away my cinnamon bagel, because he is an ass. I really wanted to do something bad in front of him, like make out with Renee or swear or take my shirt off or kick him in the balls or something. But I didn't.

5. Renee is still awesome.

6. Work is still unbelievably boring, but on the bright side I'm using the time to write fic.

7. And Jo goes over to Ben & Jerry's and picks up ice cream for us almost every day.

8. My Ron desktop wants to know why I don't write any Ron!fic, and I don't have an answer for it.

9. Went to Hannahmylove's last night and watched But I'm a Cheerleader again. Now I want both the movie and the soundtrack. And she fed me! Food she'd cooked herself! I was so impressed! Yay Hannah!

10. And speaking of Hannahs, last, but certainly not least, HANNAH BROKE UP WITH PHIL.

Our conversation went like this:
Hannah: I broke up with Phil because I realized that he didn't want my for the intellectual side, or to talk, he just wanted me for the physical.
Me: *taking her face in my hands* Honey, I love you. But DUH!

And so now the world is a little bit more right, because that nonsense is over.

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