Friday, January 02, 2004
listening to: rufus wainright, hallelujah
if my mom's passive-agressiveness wasn't so amusing, it might be a little annoying. it took about an hour to establish three things:
1. it would be okay for people to come over.
2. when she said it would be okay if people came over, what she really meant was that it wasn't okay.
3. nevermind, now she wants people to come over, and she'll make chex mix.
i blame mike, just cuz he's tall. and white. umyeah. goodtimes tonight with the gang. we're not really a gang, we just play one on teevee.
now i think i shall cough a few times. *does so*
damn you, cold that will not die! i gave you oranges! i gave you orange juice! i gave you chicken soup! i gave you vegetable soup! i gave you hours and hours of sleep! i gave you quil of the day and quil of the night! what more do you want from me?!
oy.
*sets things on fire*
fuego!
*disappears into the night*
posted by ~renata~ at 12:26 AM
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