Joe Schmillionaire

Gina: So did you watch Joe Millionaire last night?
Me: Nah, I never really got into it. My TV plate is full with just Buffy, Trading Places and Monster Garage. Plus I had school and my second job last night.
Gina: Oh. It was fabulous. I was on the edge of my seat, I almost cried when he picked Zora.
Me: You liked her or something?
Gina: Oh yes. She has a heart of gold! She volunteers at the nursing home on the weekends! She didn’t even have electricity two weeks before the show! I love Zora!
Me: Yeah, she was probably too busy fighting crime in Mexico to pay her bill.
Gina:
Me:
Gina: Shut up.

Silkscreening

I’ve been looking on the internet for a decent guide to silkscreening for what seems like years now, and I found one via underachievers.com yesterday.

Yay! One more thing to put on my List of Things I Want to Do, But Never Get Around to Doing.

So there I am watching Michael Jackson last night… did anyone see this? My favorite part was when he was trying to feed his child, Blanket while shaking like a crackhead working the paint mixer at Wal-Mart.

The world may need love, Michael, but you need a psychiatrist!

Vincent: 4 : : Wal-Mart: 0

Mission successful.

I shouldn’t admit this part, but before I returned the camera I realised that there was nothing wrong with the camera itself. When I dropped it on the floor, it must have gotten thrown into macro mode by accident. The camera was focusing one inch from the lens, and not on the subjects I was trying to capture, so of course the pictures would be blurry. Then again, the little “macro” light was not lit, so I guess it broke in the fall. Regardless, I returned the camera and got a brand spanking new one in it’s place. I may just see how many times I can do this. Will I have bad exchange-karma? Like I’ll return a defective TV one day and they’ll be like, “I’m sorry sir, we show in our records that you returned a $40 digital camera 73 times from 2002 to 2004. That exceeds our lifetime returns limit.”

Be on the look out for some pictures of Lydia – who is finally making herself at home. I’ve actually seen her running around the house during the DAY; sunlight and and everything.

Between two jobs and school, I just want to go home and collapse after I get home from the Hospital, but I have to do homework or read or something so I can get out the door in time to make it to class. Whine whine whine.

BOOOOOOOM!

From kaosboy:

High school did not pass without doubts and the occasional depressions. Because of this, that I didn?t realize how gifted I was earlier. The day UM accepted me was one of the best days of my life and it sparked a new belief within me: I, a stupendous bad ass, will make the best of life. I will be proud. I will succeed. I will kick ass.

And then your head will explode.

Kidding.