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Makes me wanna hollar.
Friday, October 08, 2004
4:11 AM

Tomorrow my parents arrive home from lovely Hawaii. Amazingly enough I cleaned up the house, as much as I saw fit, and have finished my laundry in its entirety. I only bring the laundry up because I know my mom is going to go super cleaning crazy trying to wash and replace everything they took with them on their trip. They get in around 9:00, which is coincidently when I wake up to get ready for school, so my Aunty Lori is going to pick them up because, well, because I'm lazy. We should also take into consideration that upon greeting them at the airport I would have taken a cue from my bi-polar mother and in an instant I would have turned insanely bitter upon seeing their tropical tans. It's better this way for everyone.

On a side note I was expecting some computer news today but alas none came. Thanks killer.

I've rediscovered the Smashing Pumpkins in all their majesty and have been listening to them in a pretty heavy rotation. I know I was only in third grade when Siamese Dream came out but shit, that album is fan-freaking-tastic.

Steph informed me today that the number one thing boys look for in a girl is her competence in the realm of grammar. Number two happens to be the appearance of eye brows. Since we all know that my "skills" when referring to grammar are a little more then excruciatingly heinous all I have got going for me are my eye brows.

Awesome.

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