Winter Has Arrived

So...Sunday night, pretty much all of South Dakota was in a blizzard/winter weather warning. And ya, basically, the next morning, my car was covered from head to toe (?) with a half inch of solid ice. I had alot of fun getting it off, that's for dang sure. Especailly when my fucking ice scraper broke. So I now have a big wooden stick with a brush on it. It was OK though, because I got to repeatedly whack my car with a big wooden stick. I had to shatter the ice over the windows (by far the most fun...it was like shattering the glass only not so expensive), around the doors, the trunk, and the hood.

(Ammendment: Today I went to put gas in my car, and while I was at the station realized I hadn't freed up my gas door. So I got out my stick and beat the car until the ice was off. I'm sure I got a few strange looks...)

On Tuesday, I got to go to Mallette and do it to someone else's car. *smilez*

Crystal's car had just been chillin' out at this gas station in Mallette since Sunday. It needed to be fixed before it could be driven again. So she calls the gas station to ask if there is a mechanic in Mallette. The dude who answered the phone said no and asked what was wrong with the car. When she told him, he offered to fix it for free. His wife worked at the station and he was just hangin' out there, bein' bored. So ya...

While we were waiting for Crystal's car to be ready, we just chilled inside talking to the guy's wife. She explained how she had been outside when Crystal called and when she came back in, her husband announced that he was going to go home and get his tools so that he could "fix that car sittin' outside." How random must that have seemed? *lolz*

Come Again?

Hey Nonny...since I shared my orgasm with you, can I taste your peach?


(I apoligize to anyone who is offended by this type of immature humor. *cough*)

If I Had Only Mulled Over The Sandwich Fixings A Bit Longer!

Today, I was on a mission. A mission to buy cheap bag of popcorn kernels. Popcorn kernels which would come and share with me a meaningful, overnight relationship. A relationship which would consist of being submerged in water (this is acutally more them than me...) and sloshed about periodically. It's all in the name of science.

So as I was leaving Kessler's (a grocery store near campus), two police vehicles come whirling at me, lights flashing, and park near the entrance. As I walk to my car, I turn around and see them go marching into the store. Comming from a town where the most exciting thing that ever involves the cops is a speeding ticket, this is awesome.

Ways To Annoy Lord Voldemort

10. Ask him why he 'doesn't have such a cool scar?'

9. Knit him things. Really hideous things.

8. If you ever need to say 'Like taking candy from a baby', be sure to add 'Of course, SOME of us might find that harder than others.' Stare pointedly at him.

7. Call him 'The-Man-Who-Let-the-Boy-Live.'

6. Taunt him about his middle name. 'Marvolo? What's that - a washing detergent?'

5. Keep a 'good-behaviour chart'. Award points and give out gold stars

4. Get a pair of finger puppets closely resembling himself and Harry Potter. Re-enact all of Harry's victories over him in a spectacularly childish way. Be sure to give them both squeaky voices.

3. Ask him to give you written summaries of his sinister plots for revenge and war. Correct his spelling.

2. Cuddle him at random moments.

AND THE NUMBER ONE WAY TO ANNOY LORD VOLDEMORT IS...

1. Be Harry Potter. Be alive.

"You can stand when your legs are half asleep. By this I mean when half of your legs are asleep."
-Roy

*LOLZ*

Today, most of SD was blanketed with Winter Weather Advisories. Crystal and I were advised to run to Aberdeen together (in our seperate cars) so that if one of us had an accident, the other would be there to rescue them. The roads were fine up until Redfield (3/4 meaning that 3/4 of the way back was alright). Then, suddenly, the roads got pure icy. Luckily, I only saw one car in the ditch.

Unfortunaly, it was Crystal's.

After I hit her with my car.

I actually made a cute little picture in Paint to illistrate what happened, but for some reason, Blogger isn't allowing me to post it...bitch

What A Boring Little Day

I sure hope that Christmas vacation doesn't suck this much...

OH Dear...I'm a HICK

So I was listening to this song, "hicktown" by some jason dude...and anyway I realized that most of the things they do to "get down" seemed pretty normal to me. So after I had spent over a year trying to convince my friends from *up north* (by "up north" I mean the Indian reservation in North Dakota...) that I wasn't a hick because I didn't live on a farm, I suddenly have this thrown in my face! *Shoot me now...*

What really got me was this: picture two *manly men* trying to fix a flat tire using chewing gum, an apple jice bottle label, and super glue... TRUE STORY (Ty and Tonto)

MacGeyver would have been proud...well except for the fact that they never actually fixed it...

DIFFICULT TIMES LIE AHEAD, HARRY

Finally...November 18th!!

As the clock struck midnight early, early this morning, I was sitting in a darkened movie theater amongst a room full of other Harry Potter fans. I was finally getting to see Goblet of Fire. I had been waiting for this...and it was so worth it!

I have, of course, read all the books, and so I knew exactly what was going to happen, yet I still clung to every sound and every bit of action. Several minor things needed to be cut out (otherwise the movie would have been like 8 hours long!) but that was OK. That helped to move things quickly along to the important parts.

I'm not going to put any spoilers in here in case someone hasn't seen it or read the book...but I will say that I cried more than once. But maybe that's just me getting too involved with the characters. I dont know. But I have class soon, so I am going to bugger off and get ready.

Something You Didn't Know...

Last night, I was laying there in my bed, trying to go to sleep, when Crystal erupts with a sudden burst of giggles. After checking that I am awake, she then relays to me the conversation that she had just heard on the radio:

Radio Announcer Guy: If you could go on a date with any country music star, who would it be?
Caller: I would have to say Blake Shelton
RAG: Ya? Did you know he has a pet turkey?
Caller: No. Really?
RAG: Well he did. It died. I think he got another one. Do you know what his turkey's name is?
Caller: No. What is it?
RAG: Turkey

Are You Intimidated By This Bunny?

On the sidewalk right outside the Student Center, there is a sidewalk chalk drawing of a bunny. A cute, seemingly harmless little bunny. Next to it is written the text "Are you intimidated by this bunny? (As Crystal read this to me, she was so inclined to add "The one you are standing on") If yes, do nothing. If no, check here (here, was a small box completely full of check-marks) or here (here was another, larger box which also contained several check-marks).


I would also like to add that elsewhere on campus, there are several rocks glued to the sidewalk.

Unlevened Brownies

As everyone knows, unlevened bread is bread made without any ingredients. So the same goes for brownies, right?


Which brings me to my next point. See, Crystal's mom made us some brownies, and I was feeling pretty damn good after I ate mine!!! I seem to have been staring at the 3rd floor lounge ceiling, talking to myself and adding "-io" to everything I said to myself (Hello-io. How are you-io? I'm good-io!). So we get back into the room;

ME:"Your mom did this! She put something in them! What did she put in them??"

*points to space on plate where brownies used to reside*

STILL ME:"Where'd they go?! They're not there! Where did they go?!"

CRYSTAL: "She didn't put anything in them. That's why they're not there."

P.S. Try spelling "ceiling" like this:

cieling

IT'S HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A COUPLE DOZEN WEEKS SO FAR...

WHO'S NEXT??

I met my brother's "boyfriend" last weekend. His name is Marcus. I love this dude. He's awesome. Due to some confidentiality contracts, I can't really disclose the details of the weekend, but let's just say that I made a very awesome new friend. He smiles alot and makes llama noises. And he's really hott...

Also, Ian is fucking awesome!

He was telling us about these hallucinations he has had in the past while under the influence of some "hypnotic substance". He finishes up with "I saw a bug yesterday. That might have been real though..."


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So Ya....Jerry Sucks

But whatever...Im not sure why he hates me, or why he is so public about it, but that's fine. I don't like him so much either.

I heard it had something to do with a certain couple of posts that I had on here...well I read them, and they don't concern him at all, but they do concern his butt-buddy, and i guess i can see why he would be upset.

Not really, though, because they arent mean. In fact, my blog has SEVERAL very nice things about David on it. But who wants to read that when you can get pissed at me for something you'll never understand?

I suppose that really should have taken into account the fact some people are still in the preoperational stage of thinking (you generally outgrow this at age 7...) and so ya, my thought process is much too advanced for egocentric little fucknuts. But whatever. I hate you, too. So we're good.