You will probably have to assassinate me. IN PERSON.
This post is about 800% boring.
SOOOO the Academy Is' newest album: I downloaded it specifically just to get one song off of it (Summer Hair = Forever Young) but I listened to the whole thing just to check it out. It's weird; I don't really like most of the songs, but I quite like it as an album. It makes me feel anxious b/c it's been a looooong time since I liked any album
as an album, not just a file folder of songs. Arghh I h8 that I have to have my whole music collection in one place for the iPod. It's at 19 gigs right now. LOL I HAVE 8 GB LEFT ON MY LAPTOP. D: I can't really afford to keep shit I don't really like around. BUT MUSICAL APPRECIATION!! Man if I was in middle school I would've been supercool with TAI, like Matchbox 20 and Goo Goo Dolls.
I saw a CAPSLOCKY post on the Jonas Brothers and I clicked the link, oh yes! Because as much as I wish that I had never known of the Jonas Brothers' existence, there is like nothing I love more than POSTS ALL IN CAPSLOCK. But halfway through the ginormous picspam I started getting a headache. I think that I am physically allergic to them!!
In my dream my cousin brang home a huge dragon and it terrorized everyone! EVERYONE! And we didn't know what it did to my cat, like maybe it ate Mellie!! So I was all hysterically screaming at my cousin "IF I CAN'T FIND MELLIE I AM GOING TO HATE YOU FOREVER, NO I'M SERIOUS" and I like slapped his nose (I was aiming for his face but I was so ~distraught, I missed) and scratched the fuck out of his arm. But then we found Mellie! She was frazzled and stressed out but mostly okay, so I hugged my cousin and told him I was sorry for "like, ripping your arm to shreds with my fingernails." And we were cool. Ugh a dragon. The dragon had a grudge because it had been abused by its old owner! Like Charizard!! Ugh wrrrrrrry.
The second part of my dream was at a college. And like... this security guard let us (I don't know who 'us' is, I think me and a bunch of nameless faceless students) take tons of food from the vending machines for free, in an act of heroic communism against the oppressive totalitarian reign of the school? I don't know. It INSPIRED!! us to REBEL at the football game, since we were like the halftime show or whatever. (BROLETARIATS, UNITE LOLOLOLLO.) I wasn't in on whatever revolutionary stunt we were going to do, so I, like the rest of the audience, was surprised when they wheeled out a GINORMOUS CAKE REPLICA of Jesus on the cross. Basically, "..."
Another dream, private entry, 01 August 2008 @ 11:13 pm:
I had a loooong dream yesterday which I will now relate to you through the majesty of song. Song and blog. Blong. I had to drive to a school library while it was sort of raining, and I parked a little too close to the fence. Salma Hayek was in the parking lot and when I got out of the car she was like, "How does anyone let you drive with your craziness?", all derisive about the fence thing. How is that any of your business, Salma Hayek? Go home. The inside of the school looked like a cross between a library, the New York uh... stock market room (like with all the businessmen yelling at the TV screens in a circle and stuff *has the dumb*), and the Project Runway work room. I saw Annette there and told her about the invitation thing, and I asked, "So um is it okay?" and she said no, so I said that was okay and wandered off to the computer terminals (they were on the Project Runway tables) and Emily, I read a blog entry by you!
Stupid Salma Hayek.
SUPER THRILLING!!!!