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I'm going to try to act like I'm not excited about being picked to live on the Diaryland Survivor 2 island. See, I'm nonchalant about this. In no way did I let out a big Ferris Beuler style "yes!" when i got the slightly confusing automated email saying I had been added to the "diaryland survivor egroup". Naw, I went out and had some coffee and talked about existentialism with some goateed painters. In no way did I play pokemon all night and just gloat, gloat, gloat. Actually what I did was rearrange furniture (read: made thunder) in my new house. Yea, I'm moving in. I made the decision last night/today, and now I'm transplanting myself at lightening speed. Once I've decided something I hate dilly dallying. I expect to be moved in by the end of this week (read: before most people even know I was considering moving in the first place). A day or so ago I started coughing so hard I threw up. I had to pull over and open the car door. I know that's not exactly appropriate here but it wasnt appropriate while I was driving either. I've got a hardcore throat problem here. I wheeze now. I made a new personal page because i was sick of having no photography online. Now I just have almost none. You can read an outrageously wordy description of myself (and see a few photographs and paintings) right about here. In commemoration of having a roommate (and of course I have to use that word now instead of Crystal's name. Look at me! I'm old now! I have a roommate, I grew up I swear!) I'm now going to list the top ten things my roommate has said while playing pokemon tonight. Top 1 thing that I've said:
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