Lies and falsehoods, Padfoot!

 HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRISTEN!!!


I just came from her party, and it was so much fun. I suck at Rock Star, but I got to talk to Anna and Kelli for a long time, and that was really nice. I miss those girls. I also don't know what i'm going to do with Sarah in South Korea for a year. And I really hope to see Kristen again before she goes to camp, cause I heart her, and we do not hang out enough.

But it was kind of hilarious to me that the Peacock's dog's name is Abby. Cause I kept saying, "Abby, no! Abby, down! Abby, go away!" and no one thought it was funny but me. Abby also kept licking my elbows. And I wouldn't put doing that past the human one. :)



Finally, I'm going to be gone all weekend, and then Sunday is Father's Day anyways, so I won't be around/available until Monday. See you then!

I need my home friends.

Not that the ones here aren't wonderful, because they are, (Jenn, especially you) but I need people that I don't have to explain Encore and all my issues to before we can work through this new shit.

I want Neea. And Hannah. And Sarah. And lots of other people, but if I put all your names in here, I'll never stop crying.




I don't want to be me anymore.

SARAH IS COMING TO VISIT ME! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH OMG!


OK, now that that's out of my system...


Chad Loseby is in my common room right now.



See, Nora (my suitemate) has a friend from home (Massachusettes) named Phillip. Phillip goes to VTC. Chad goes to VTC. Phillip is Chad's RA. Phillip introduced Nora to Chad. Nora went to visit Phillip and Chad last night, and Chad brough her back today, and now he is in my common room watching Labryinth with her. How weird is that?


And it gets better.


You all remember Paul? Paul Morgan? Well Chad and I were looking through my Nebraska pictures today, cause Chad is in them, and there are pictures of Paul, and Jenn (my other suitemate) is like OMG I KNOW HIM! Cause she went to high school with him in New Hampshire.


It is a fucking small world after all.


AND OMG SARAH SOON YAY!!!

For Janeea, Sarah, and especially Matt: I am not insane.

And in case you're wondering why I was insisting that she had wings...
Here you go.


You know how the Egyptians weigh your heart against a feather? Well, it's the feather from her head. Yeah.





For the rest of you: There's so very very much about Chicago that I want to say...but not now. I'm exhausted. (And I have no intention of posting every detail, or even all the inside jokes, but I'll probably post some highlights for you all.)

Saw Lady in the Water with Sarah last night, after we went to see the Summer Encore production of I Believe in Make-Believe.

The play was hysterical and very well done, and it was a musical put together in three weeks, so that's saying something. I love all those little Summer Encore kids.

Oh, but there was this one guy Nick, who I thought was Bart when I saw him, cause he moves like Bart, my God, if he was any gayer he'd go BOOM.

But they all worked so well together as a cast, and it was so funny, and I got pulled up on-stage to be an elf, and that was interesting. I loved it.

Then I spent the night over at Jess' house. I always feel so good when I go over there because the whole Snide family loves me. YAY! I heart Jess. Really. We talked till like 4am, and I can tell her things that I can't tell anyone else. (Especially about fanfiction.) God I love that girl. I'm always so honest with her, and it's not hard and it's not awkward, and it's just good.


And as for Lady in the Water that was FUCKING AMAZING. Oh my GOD. Sarah and I were so into it, because we are just that cool. I really like M. Night Shamalan's stuff. (What does the M stand for anyways?) Like, I really liked The Village, even though the rest of the world didn't. It was entertaining to me, and that's all a movie really needs to be. (However, it also had such pretty shots and such architypes, and I really FELT for the characters. But I digress.)

But this one was so nice. It was just like a fairy tale, where everyone just believes in the magic and the weirdness, and they don't really question it and the elders are the wise ones and peace and justice win out in the end. And it was only a little scary, not at all like the ads make it seem. Stupid fucking ads.

Anyways, I had parts of it figured out, and thus I am awesome.

Oh, but what I liked a lot about it too was how they were almost, by not quite, acknowledging that they were in a movie. Like they talked about things that happen in movies and which characters do what and stuff like that. I love that.

GAH, it was so good. Just, if you don't analyze it too much or really THINK about it, the message will sink in and you'll just KNOW what he was trying to say, and I like that.

And he has some truly beautiful shots. The things that man does with camera angles and colors... He makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.


Final thought: Planters, (you know, the peanut people) is 100 years old. And their slogan for this is "Celebrating 100 years of fresh taste." I really think it should be "Celebrating 100 years of nuts." Cause that works on like three different levels.

So wow.

It's been, like, forever since the last time I updated, which is mostly because lots of busy and lots of Eric on the computer.

And now my Shift key is spazzing. WTF?

Le'anyhoodle, let's start with my birthday.
-Went to lunch with mom at Tapas, where I'd never been before. Consider this my recommendation for it. It was very good.

-Went to see Pirates of the Carribean, Dead Man's Chest, and didn't get the title until about halfway through the movie. Since most of you saw it with me, all I'm going to say about it is what I said in the theater after it was over: HOLY FUCKING SHIT IN A BOX. (And I mean every single one of those capitol letters.) (And did I mention that Sarah is awesome? I'm never going to another movie without her if I can help it. We just sat there and screamed after it was over. GAH.) Also, if anyone hasn't seen it, there is a scene after the credits. AND THE MOVIE IS OMG AND IS IT MAY YET? (Although, I have to see this one again, because I didn't understand all of it. I know there was a chest (not Elizabeth's) and a key and Johnny Depp and Emo!Will, but I missed a lot of details.)

Look! And undead monkey!

-Went back to my house for cake and talking and presents and this game Janeea bought me called Boxers or Briefs which is AMAZING.

I GOT DOMINOES. (Because Neea is awesome.)


Then the next day I drove up to Swanton for the weekend to visit Abby, who is also AMAZING and I love her, but since none of you really know her that well, I won't babble about that except to say that I taught her to play dominoes and she beat me 10 rounds in a row. While we watched The 10th Kingdom. And her parents are so cool.

And I saw Gladiator for the first time. Ah yes little bird, war is hell and I am studly.

Also, I DIDN'T GET LOST.

And they have actual swans in Swanton. Who knew?

Yesterday and Monday were pretty calm, hung out with Sarah and some Chinese food, went to Burlington yesterday and bought pretty things at Hot Topic, as always, and ate dinner at The Church Street Tavern, (which I also recommend) and ERIC DROVE HOME. Yikes.

And, that brings us up to today.

I know I'll remember more stuff I wanted to say later, but this is enough drivel for now I think.



OH! I FINALLY got the joke in The 10th Kingdom!!!

Tony: Where's the wood?
Virginia: We couldn't find any.
Tony: No wood? In the forest?
Wolf: *walks by*
Tony: You don't have any wood either!
Wolf: Yes, thank you.
Wolf's Tail: *sticks out of his pants obscenely*

See, I got that they didn't have any firewood because they'd been off having sex, and I got that his tail = his arousal, but I never knew why he said "Yes, thank you." And now I do. Because he didn't have any wood. In the pants area.

God, I am thick.

I skanked this from Sarah's journal because I need to share it with the rest of the world. Immidiately.

(Sarah's Journal: "Never forget, when thirteen dine together, the first to rise will be the first to die!"
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, Bill, Tonks, Lupin, Sirius, Mundungus
Count 'em folks. And who gets up first?
"Sirius started to rise from his chair."
*Insert twilight zone music here.*)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

So yeah. Then today in physics, I was calmly doing a problem when I hear this crash. I look up, and Steve has fallen out of his chair and is on the floor, looking a bit dazed. It was quite funny.

I skanked some quotes from the Area 51 site, thank you Kelli.

Fuck has been used by many notable people throughout history :

Mayor of Hiroshima "What the fuck was that?"
General Custer "Where did all these fucking Indians come from?"
Captain of the Titanic "Where the fuck is all this water coming from?"
John Lennon "That's not a real fucking gun."
Richard Nixon "Who's gonna fucking find out?"
Anne Boleyn "Heads are going to fucking roll."
Willard Scott "It's someone's 100th fucking birthday today!"
Albert Einstein "Any fucking idiot could understand that."
Picasso "It does so fucking look like her!"
Pythagoras "How the fuck did you work that out?"
Michaelangelo "You want what on the fucking ceiling?"
Walt Disney "Fuck a duck."
Edmund Hilary "Why? Because it’s fucking there!"
Joan of Arc "I don't suppose its gonna fucking rain?"
Donald Trump "She wants how much fucking money?!?!?"
Orville Reddenbacher "Look! Almost every fucking kernel popped!"
Jim Lovell (captain of Apollo 13) "Huston, We have a fucking problem!!"