So as the title of this here blog says, I am now officially nocturnal.
No sleeping at night for me.
Nope.
My fault for staying up until ridiculous hours of the morning and sleeping in until nine in the morning lol.
So now I get to enjoy the experience of having the house all to myself whilst the family sleeps on.
What's that mom? The house got trashed over night? Hm. Wonder how that happened... *flashback of one person raging rave party* Heh. Nope no idea what so ever as to what you're talking about.
So what do I do to fill my time until I get tired?
Oh the possibilities are endless.
Like, I wonder why my hair seems to be falling out. And why it never seemed to fall out before it got cut short.
And I read a lot. Oh what bliss ^.^
And I even clean on occasion.
Very rare occasion.
What's that? You woke up to an immaculate house this morning Mum? Huh... I wonder how that happened... *flashback to intense cleaning frenzy similar to Cinderella's frantic cleaning in Shrek 3. (If you haven't seen Shrek 3 then she's basically gone insane and is scrubbing everything ceaselessly.)*
And tonight I have decided that I'm actually going to read other people's blogs.
Although it does seem strange to read about other people who I don't know and have never known and who don't know me.
Kinda like invasion of privacy. Although that completely cancels out the point of a blog...
Na ja.
ONWARDS! TO THE POPULACE!
Monday, July 7, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
THE CAD!!!!
The cad the cad the cad the cad!!!!!!!!!! The great, big, bloody cad!!!!!!!!! What a cad Mr. Lefroy is! How DARE he do that to Jane?!?!
No. Wait. How dare Jane do that to him?
Wait. No. I am completely and irrevocably on Jane's side.
I must say though, it was a beautiful movie.
But I can't tell if it was a happy ending or a sad one.
For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, congratulations. I have no idea as to why congratulations are in order, though. Through the effects of the movie Becoming Jane I have come to write in a rather formal, old fashioned, and educated way. if I begin to spout words such as "impermissible" and "profligate" you have my official permission to whack me over the head with a haddock until I begin again to speak English. *dodges haddock* I say! I haven't yet begun to use that sort of language! *dodges another haddock* Oh the impropriety! Alright. That deserved a haddock. What? No, I am not mentally incapacitated. There really is a haddock right there. Yes. and it is attempting to beat me around the head using it's body. Yes. Really. Can't you see it? Where did it go?! It was right there a second ago. I swear it was...
No. Wait. How dare Jane do that to him?
Wait. No. I am completely and irrevocably on Jane's side.
I must say though, it was a beautiful movie.
But I can't tell if it was a happy ending or a sad one.
For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, congratulations. I have no idea as to why congratulations are in order, though. Through the effects of the movie Becoming Jane I have come to write in a rather formal, old fashioned, and educated way. if I begin to spout words such as "impermissible" and "profligate" you have my official permission to whack me over the head with a haddock until I begin again to speak English. *dodges haddock* I say! I haven't yet begun to use that sort of language! *dodges another haddock* Oh the impropriety! Alright. That deserved a haddock. What? No, I am not mentally incapacitated. There really is a haddock right there. Yes. and it is attempting to beat me around the head using it's body. Yes. Really. Can't you see it? Where did it go?! It was right there a second ago. I swear it was...
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