Hey Barney, see that girl?

Ohhh yeah, you just know she likes it dirty.

When the day is done and no one else is around

once (or normally) upon comical times, there were the quintessential, strikingly dazzling, damsel-in-distress-magnetic superheroes;
Superman
Batman
Iron Man
Aquaman
Radioactive Man
Green Lantern Man (to complete the pattern) ...

well, i think their manliness is apparent. some fancy external underpanties, others have that cape thing going on (-> The Incredibles). sure they tackle the rebellious i-want-world-domination villains, rescue the pretty chicks, and still squeeze in the time to work out a 12, 14, 16-pack...

but i bet they cant handle a girl with 2x the pms =D thats right buddy. try temperamental, irritable, insecure and cant sing for 20 cents heh. (well, obviously im a lot more vexatious and unpleasant, but thats for another post folks).

if during that special time (of month), some hunk tried to beat me up, you can bet i will wedgy (ah such easy access underwear) and bitchslap them to non-planet pluto. and if not, thats what this guy is for:
there are days where all one needs is someone to bail them out of despondency and adversity (or maybe just jail), and there will be the one person to make the single phone call to.

mine even has a superman shirt. :)

"It's going to be legen -

wait for it...and I hope you're not lactose intolerant because the second half of that word is
- DARY. "

happy one month. AB.

--- and merci my lovely wifey for getting the photo, vous êtes le meilleur voisin. (you and your bloody frenchie).

Whatta maroon! Whatta ignoranimus!

so so bored right now. and this is the type of boredom that takes place in the absence of my normal procrastination ways; deadly.

well, ive tackled my trials. now let us never mention that period of failure in my life ever again. speaking of fail: i went to play laser tag yesterday with my old work friends, which was wonderful, because i miss them like [___________________________________________________________]
this much times ten million thousand. well. i didnt want to stretch the page, because then you have to use the scrollbar down at the bottom as well as the side, which leads to frustrated attempts to coordinately control both scrollbars simultaneously. eurgh.

but i really do miss them much profusely :( they're an awesome bunch of people (real top notch troopers :P), to the extend where i loved going to work (and i worked in fast food).

anyway, in the end i managed to get an 11% shooting accuracy (i might have read the scoreboard wrong, because i really rather not admit the truth of what i just confessed ha). in my defense, im severely shortsighted and it was dark, and green and blue dots (people) were zagging across everywhere...

you may now n00b bash me.

wait, let me finish my green bean soy milk first. slurp.

I hid under your porch because I love you.

just a quick update to show off this wonderful present my baby got for me; who needs wings to fly when you can just dangle off a rickety house spouting balloons out of its chimney? :)

Up posterrrrr:
yarrrr can't wait till it's out in Australia, Sept 17th - grab a marker and your calendarrrs =D even Iceland gets to watch it before me; anyone volunteering to donate me a plane ticket?

until then, i'll leave with some quotes to drool over (mmm)

Carl Fredricksen: Do you want to play a game? It's called See Who Can Go the Longest Without Saying Anything.
Russell: Cool! My mom loves that game!

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Dog: I like you temporarily!

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Alpha: Now, you must wear the cone of shame.

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Russell: A wilderness explorer is a friend to all, be it bird or fish or tiny mole!
Carl Fredricksen: That doesn't even rhyme!
Russell: [offended] Yeah, it does!

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its trials time, so naturally, im posting with such lightning frequency and productivity as never before seen.

Outside my window...is my neighbour's kitchen window, and some guttering.
I am thinking...of thoughts too witty and profound for blogspot. huh...
I am thankful for...everyone who is still with me.
From the kitchen...mm tofu.
I am wearing...shirt and sweats, why yes, i do make a point to look sexyy 24/7
I am creating...the inevitable doom of my 2unit math trials.
I am going...to take a shower and wash my hair after this, to further aforementioned doom.
I am reading...The Purpose Driven Life? (because i love my loser bf)
I am hoping...to still somehow miraculously pass my math trials.
I am hearing...Awakening by Switchfoot
Around the house...detailed account of helen's house coming shortly ;) though i am certain it will be something along the lines of: edward cullen poster(s), rob pattison fan pics, every possible twilight related song, and maybe some trial notes (nerdd).
One of my favorite things...my (possibly imaginary) friends. ♥
A few plans for the rest of the week...trials. and you thought your week would be more exciting? ha.

i have a confession.

so last week. i got down. i got busy.

i finished off
completely devoured

without mercy

an entire box of 7oog milo cereal.

yes. i plead guilty.
i am a
as a consequence, i am sentenced to be on trial until 13.08.09.

may cleverness be on my side.

i hate this part right here.

i hate

freezing
sickness
corny cute anythings
excessive and prolonged untidiness, disorder
empty sorrys (mostly by me)
over expecting (= disappointment)
inconsideration
hurtful intentions
feeling angry
letting people down

and bad bad moods :( they spread faster than paranoia about swine flu.