Babbling

Why, exactly, am I awake right now? I woke up at 8, had to pee, got a drink, went back to bed.

Half an hour later, out of bed. I'm gonna desperately need a nap later today.

At least I have a couple hours before anyone wakes up so I can write. And by write I mean "edit" because it turns out Pluto's moon does have a name. The things I learn from stupid trivia games, eh?

Van Buren (the kitten) has a foot fetish.

Well, not fetish, but he sure loves feet. Loves to eat them. And scratch them. And try to grab them as I walk by. I told him someday he wouldn't be cute enough to do that and not get yelled at.

He and DavidMuse both scoffed at the idea, and informed me there are some levels of cuteness that can't be outgrown.



Point taken.

I was gonna do maxleedagger and funkycanuck's Embarrassing Song Meme, but I have far too much embarrassing music. I could just go down through my techno playlist and pick the worst 20 out of those, that'd work.

Going to the DMV today to either get my non-driver ID renewed, or get my learner's permit renewed (my mom's pushing for the permit. I suppose it is about time I make some attempt to get my license) so I can get across the border.

Eventually the mundane prep stuff has to end so I can just be excited, right? Jeezly.

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Officially the funniest thing I have seen all day:

Bon Jovi named 'used in $37m fraud'

Seriously. Holy shit I can't stop laughing.

This might be my favorite part: "With his head bowed and dressed in a black jumper and tracksuit pants splattered with bits of concrete, Mr Sambora looked nothing like a rock star during his plea hearing."

Amazing.

I have Candy In Your Hands stuck in my head hardcore. I like it far too much considering it's really a terrible song. WHY do I keep listening to it? WHYYYYY?

My mom made me do my hair nice for my ID photo. Which is kind of dumb, because 90% of the time my hair looks like crap so really the photo should reflect how I'm likely to look if I ever use it.

It was kind of funny looking at my old ID - it's a year old. Since then, I've changed my hair color, gotten new glasses, and cut my hair way off. The old picture doesn't even look like me.

But I'm good to get over the border now. So yay!

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( Who Will Direct My Life Story? )

We got Chinese from the worst Chinese place in town. Whee. It's not that bad, just the crab rangoons have, like, ZERO filling.