Still haven't gotten my Akon report up, but that's my fault. I'd actally finished the darn thing and then closed out the program without saving. ArghArghArgh. So now I have to start all over. And that's not the only piece of art I've done that to, oh no. I did it AGAIN not two days later.
So, I'm an idiot. (She says casually.)
Two weeks until my new job starts, and almost a month until classes begin. I need something to DO. But not today. Because today, my sister has decided to take me to Branson Landing. It is going to be awesome.
Little known fact about Missouri: the scenery is absolutely gorgeous. I keep wanting to take pictures, but I have no camera. Waaaaaah...








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Dear diary, today I was pompous and my roommate was crazy. Today we were kidnapped by hill folk never to be seen again. It was the best day ever.
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Well, I'm polymerized tree sap and you're an inorganic adhesive, so whatever verbal projectile you launch in my direction is reflected off of me, returns on its original trajectory and adheres to you.
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RAISING YOUR VOICE The next best thing to being right.
Playing with dolls doesn't make you a sissy.
Not if they have rotating utility blades for arms.
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Well, I'm polymerized tree sap and you're an inorganic adhesive, so whatever verbal projectile you launch in my direction is reflected off of me, returns on its original trajectory and adheres to you.
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"My choice early in life was either to be a piano player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference."
-Harry S. Truman
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Well, I'm polymerized tree sap and you're an inorganic adhesive, so whatever verbal projectile you launch in my direction is reflected off of me, returns on its original trajectory and adheres to you.
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"My choice early in life was either to be a piano player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference."
-Harry S. Truman
To be honest, I thought I'd just do Speedy, but then I felt particularly sparky after work and went all out. (That, and I felt a bit guilty for putting it up late. Bad procrastination, bad!
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Well, I'm polymerized tree sap and you're an inorganic adhesive, so whatever verbal projectile you launch in my direction is reflected off of me, returns on its original trajectory and adheres to you.
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