The blog below is from yesterday. I accidentally hit draft and now blogger hates me for it.

Something's wrong. I'm listening to Meatloaf, and I'm sober. ;O Eeer, not that I've been drunk before.

Guess who I was drivin'/ridin' behind on the way home? I have pictures, but you get a picture raid when I get home in a week. My camera hates my father's computer.

Oh yeah. ANGELINA. I should probably look up how to spell her name. Yeah, pinklady. She's not really a celebrity. She's more like a horror story. At first glance I was all "Oh wow, a pink car." Then, "Oh, a drag queen."

Then my father pointed out who it was. Seriously, though it was a dragqueen.

OHSHITNOWMYHOUSEISSTARTINGTOSMELLLIKEMEATLOAF.

And I'm cooking seafood!

Oh but guess what! I edited my music-interest box, 'cause I looked at it a few minutes ago, and was like "Oh wow, that's barely anything there!"
But it stopped me, and only let me put 600 characters. I'm so proud of myself.

Band o' the day!
You guessed it, Meatloaf!
Why? Because they have really gross imagery.
All these heards coming out of 'em and flyin' away,
people frenchin' the words out of other people's mouth.

Ew.
But still, you love them, you just don't want to admit it.

Uh, I accidentally hit draft. Sorries!

Forming a ninja squad to report the idiots who post the boards and pictures. Animated porn. Oh how great. >eyeroll<

Probably going to be eating infront of my computer tonight so I can keep reporting. Goshdarnit. Hm. Soon to be fused to my chair, I will.

Turns out, my Cinnamon Toast Crunch has less calories than the whole wheat all organic stuff my Dad eats. Haha.

EDIT:
Darnitt! I knew I wasn't fit! I just came back from a three mile bike ride with my godfather. It was hard. No, I did not fall off, but I did almost crash into a great many things. There were cars. Lots of them. Oi, they zoom past at the most inconvient times, so you have like, two inches between you, a refurbished El Camino, and this giant SUV that could run you over.

I almost hit a little kid, too. I swear, she was suicidal! She just jumped out infront of me!

BAND O' THE DAY!
The Cure.
Because my playlist running out of artists.

Welcome to a Word Spasm.

I have finally returned to makeup and clothes that fit somewhat correctly. And showers. After my recent escapade of Kingdom Hearts binging, I don't think I'll be going on the PS2 much, Baulder's Gate is.... Okay fine, it looks like it was developed by fifteen year old boys. Armor like that covers nothing! And the barmaid kept touching herself, so I quit. I mean, as long as all the enemies stab me through the boob, I'll be fine, but my stomach is completely exposed.

Back to Neverwinter on the plain old Windows. Ah well, my screen is big enough. It's not the projector, coughcough, but still.

Been roleplaying, on Gaia. Hey, they new layout's not halfbad once you get used to it. I also exercised today. Needed it, too. While I did, I watched a Gothic Bellydance video, which relly sucked. I mean, it was absolutely awful.

Bad.... bad.... Cheaply done. Cheap, cheap cheap. Cheeaaap. D=

Anywho. Nothing else to report. My life as become mundane.

BAND O' ZE DAY!
....They Might Be Giants!
You know they rock. Don't deny it.

Okay, so I forgot yesterday.

Even though I was on the computer like, most of the day, I didn't update. I'm bad. But let's start with yesterday to give you the update of my life, shall we? I got up at ten, because it was Sunday. Summer vacation really hasn't sunken in yet, probably because I'm at my father's and I'm usually only here on the weekends. Then I went on the computer for a few hours, then played Kingdom Hearts.

Oh how I hated Ansem yesterday. He gave me so much trouble. It was unbelievable. The first time he had that stupid looming whooshy posessing demon genie thing over his head it was... okay, I beat him. Darkside (the heartless who never gives up! You gotta love 'em!) was beaten in a few minutes, and then the second time Genie-and-Ansem came around, he took a few tries.

Then the over-sexed-Holy-Shit-he's-huge-Ansem came over. And with an annoying cut scene too. Ansem says 'light' with a lisp. Sounds like 'life.' This.... awful shirtless man took me all night. Then it got to late and my father made me go to sleep, except there wasn't any save point for like, the rest of the game or something (really. After 'The Final Rest' you have to continually fight bosses. After Giant Ansem though, it's not that hard. Just Shadows. The hardest it gets is a batallion of Invisibles.)

When I turned on the projecter -- mehe-- in the morning, Sora was still floating there with his little glowing heart so I continued, got my ass kicked by Ansem, then.... went back to The Final Rest. I lost all those bosses. BUT! LISTEN TO ME NOW! SAVE YOURSELF LOADS OF TROUBLE!

Before you all go for the World of Chaos, go back to the Olympus Collisium (Collisum? Colisium? I should really know how to spell that by now.) and enter Phil Cup, Hercules Cup, Pegasus Cup, and Hades Cup. Platnium and Gold... you don't really need to, but you can if you want, I guess. Those are the two sets off "???." You get the second set after completing Hades.

A note about the Hades cup, after completing the first ten, or getting into the last ten, it will send you back to the point you died at. I think. I don't know, I never died. I read it in a walkthrough, so don't take my word for it.

Okay, back to my rendition of KH.

I leveled up to sixty two or so, I had been on forty I think? and then went back to good ol' Ansem.

He was. So. Freakin'. Easy.

My God.

So.... I finished Kingdom Hearts One Today! The end was really sad. It kind of made me tear up, which is really sappy, but hey. No one else is in the house, so I'm allowed.
I now told the whole world what a romantic peice of putty I am. Nice. Dx

I'll smoosh my two blogs into this one today.

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My mom got into an accident yesterday.
Her car is totalled, so when I get back, we're getting a new one. She's only getting 5,000 dollars from the insurance companies, too. Those awful little bastards. A camero would be awsome, but they cost a lot, gas wise.

Hmmm.....

BAND O' THE DAY!
Mogwai.
Uhh... Thyr gud?
No rly.

And, Martin Reed from Questionable Content has their poster on his wall. Ooh. Webcomic Namedrop! It's framed.

Kingdom... Hearts...

Almost done with Kingdom Hearts I. That is a one, by the way. One. Uno. At the moment, I have the Holy Shiznit from Night on Bald Mountain (Fantasia. One.) kicking my sorry ass soon as I get his health down half way. And excuse my language, that dude has a shitload of health.

Tomorrow, my father is not at work, the Disney producers are not hitting him with whips, and he will help me clean my room. It's scary. I have pictures, but the machine I'm using is refusing to accept the fact it has the proper drivers.

I think it's emo. My computer is emo!

Ah, well. A week at my father's house is gone.

And to keep up my two blogs a day.

Terry Pratchett is so great. I want to do a Pratchett roleplay. But Gaia went to the dogs with the new site layout, so I won't be roleplaying there for a while. I'm looking for a new board to sign onto, if anyone knows one (Lanzer, an Admin, did post an announcement about the current issues and things are looking up, but still.) that's not neopet-ish. God, neopets sucked. I remember when it was good.

I'm almost done with Black Sun Rising. That means I'll be onto True Night Falls within a few weeks. Lots of books to read over the summer. Then I have Crown of Shadows, I think. Then Mists of Avalon, then Lords and Ladies, then Gigi which will take me a day, then I don't even know. I have my monthly trip to the bookstore too, and I'm buying 1984 by George Orwell because I have yet to read that. I Am A Camera is on my list as well.

The Band o' the Day!
Peter, Paul & Mary.
'Cause if I had a hammer, I'd hammer all day long....

emotionally u n s t a b l e !?

Yeah, here's some pictures from the Going Away party we gave our English Teacher. I'll post more from the last days of school, but I only have a few moments right now.

(They're humongous, so I'm linking to them.)

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I have an eye appointment today.

And... I haven't been using the little eye program to help my tracking like I've supposed to. But I've been using my glasses! (Not using her glasses.) Err, okay. Mostly, using my glasses. 'Cause their pretty.

Summer vacation is such a downer, I'm kind of depressed. I hate being depressed because it makes me think I'm being emo and self centered (which I am anyways.) and then I get more depressed, because emo people are shit. Moosic. I need Mooooosic. xP I have twenty minutes to write this, then the owner of this computer comes and I have to leave. Darm. Darm is Darn and damn you see.

What can I do now....

Ah! Band o' the day!

ASIA!
'Cause they had rockin' album art, even if their last album wasn't so good.


Bah. Short post. I'll make up for it later.

Because I'm stoopid.

Err, I should be at ballet.

Oh well!

Here's to working on the show!

(17:23:09) alucca1@mac.com: The one I'm writing now is about Jamie and Maria hyperventilating over no bean paste soup and learning how to hunt from cabala himself
(17:23:30) TheViciousCabaret: .... absolutely idiotic.
It's great.
(17:23:53) alucca1@mac.com: I know after words they play scrabble with a frenchy
(17:24:09) TheViciousCabaret: What's with you and frenchies>
(17:24:11) TheViciousCabaret: *?
(17:24:25) alucca1@mac.com: I don't know they funny
(17:26:10) TheViciousCabaret: Well, yeah, but still. You could be narrowing our demographic. Narrowing.
(17:26:32) alucca1@mac.com: just one episode!
(17:27:07) TheViciousCabaret: ....and the accent.




Yes, that's how we plan things. He.... things French people are high comedy. But that's okay. Because we're supposed to be random and stupid. They (the episodes) are going to be hosted on YouTube, so we can attract some attention.

It's moving, I swear. Really! We're all really excited.

I found my title!

It was the last day of school today.
(OH SHIT. Today was dance class! I completely forgot! I starts... NOW.)

There was a great many tears, and whenever someone said something about Ms. Tinti, everyone got really sad. But.... last day of school? You know, I'm just not feelin' it. Magaly is moving to New York as well as graduating, and people I've known almost all my life are finally leaving forever. A lot of people that are a year older than me have graduated from school now, and gone off to different places.

And I have Ms. Jones again next year. Bleah. But I had my last Combsey class today. Happy dance.

My friends (anthonyTHErebellious, look him up.) Anthony, Jamie and Maria are starting a webcast. Which means loose scripts with twenty minute, semi-cut videos of stupid impressions, finger fights, and cooking adventures. The name of the show has not been decided on yet, but we have written down the order and theme song, and are starting on scripts now.

Oh it will be fun. And I thought I was going to actually study over break! Ha!

After school we hung around on the grass for three and a half hours munching our intestines into oblivion with skittles. My stomach is poofy. It hurts.


Band of the day!
WILLIAM SHATNER!
Why? Because he.... pauses... at inpropriate places.... in the song.... all... the time....

And everyone loves him.

My title box seems to have run away.

And making my blog a bit more reputable, here I am, sticking in another post and rambling on about something unimportant. Putting on my glasses would help my mood some, wouldn't it. Am I bright enough to reach them? Or am I just going sit here and squint? No, no I got them. They're in arm's reach, it was okay. I didn't have to get up off my chair or anything, so don't be shocked.

My butt probably needs to leave the chair. It would do it some good.

No, that... that's too hard. The title thinger above the post disappeared. I'll have to find and enable it again.

OKAY. Enough thought process. Serious post now!
Has anyone heard the new Dresden Doll album? It's good. Seriously good. As in, Backstabber is the world's themesong. In fact, the whole album is the world's themesong from the past threehundred years. The first song, "Sex Change." made coke pepsi (Hurr. Pepsi beats coke's to Chinatown!) come out my nose. Seems all whiny and morose and self pitying, until you listen to the lyrics. Then it's aforty minute riot.

Blank space. No title box. NOT GOOD.

God, I don't know where to start. Why I created this blog, I suppose. Because to comment on my English teacher's blog, I need an account on this site. Now, I normally use xanga, and I'm well settled there, I shall share my happiness with blogger so I do not lose touch with the fabulous teacher who is moving to Brazil.

How dare she.

Ah, I can post music finds on here. It seems like a very musical place, blogger. And it has a draft, that's nice. Xanga doesn't have a draft. I should put bands I like.

Here we go.

Tom Waites
The Dresden Dolls
The Cure
New York Dolls
The Dead Boys
The Clash
The Sex Pistols
Nirvana
Mogwai
Fugazi
Nine Inch Nails
Firewater
Pentaphobe
Johnny Cash
Pavement
The Cranberries
The Bangles
The Go Gos


And... Others? I'll post more. I know Indian Jewelry is really really good, but I haven't listened to enough to say so. Alrighty. Must go.