Her lover is a wimpy wizard

I just found out today that Gen. Augusto Pinochet died. I'm extremely happy, and I know I shouldn't be happy because someone died, but I am. This man was, in my opinion, an evil man who retarded the progress of his country. But whatever. I'm not Chilean, so I'm obviously not connected to this in the slightest, but still.

Okay, so I'm going to Budapest this weekend, but now I'm kind of worried because someone told me there have riots in the city... umm... kind of scared. But, I've dreamt of going and nothing's going to stop me. Besides, what other American student can say they have been in the middle of a national riot in a former Communist country?

All right, so Thanksgiving weekend I'm going to Paris and London. I'm going to fly from Rome into Paris and then fly out of London into Rome. The question I have is whether I should take the TGV from Paris to London or fly instead. If I fly it's actually cheaper by 20 euros, but I've always wanted to take the TGV and someone made a valid point when they said that flying into London is a pain in the ass. So if anyone has any advice I would greatly appreciate it!

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Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog entry with five complete lies about yourself. That is, five things about you that are completely not true. Not even slightly. THEN hide in the entry a 6th line, something that is absolutely TRUE and the first person to guess which one is true wins. Then tag up to five people you want to turn into compulsive liars too.

Okay, elsie tagged me for this because she thinks I can't fool her. Well, I'm up to the challenge.

1. My family wanted to send me to convent school when I was a little girl because they caught me playing house and doctor with a boy.
2. When I was a little girl I used to try and write with my left hand because I wanted to be more like my father.
3. When I was in high school I was a prep.
4. My favorite smell is the smell of pavement during rain.
5. I once dated a guy who was younger than me, and when I found out I broke up with him.
6. My favorite dish is Kahlua chocolate cheesecake.

I'm supposed to tag people so just in case they read this I'll tag madamtorsion, reallycorking, snarkypants, and of course oceaneyed8 even though she's already been tagged.

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I sure do hope so, because tomorrow Mexico plays against Argentina. Oh, the pain, the torture of it all. Damn Argentineans, why'd they have to be so good at soccer. Damn Mexicans, why'd they have to be so possibly good at soccer then be so pathetically mediocre. Anyways, I'll be up early tomorrow and in church praying for a miracle.
I make my same offer to the Mexican team that I made for the Mexico-Portugal match: "Me acostare con mucho gusto y entusiasmo si le ganan a los argentinos."

Current Mood: anxious

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Look: lesglobalwhores You two got invites, and you're maintainers so go forth and create.

It's all based on oceaneyed8's comment, but apparently worldly whores was already taken. *tear*

And I'll sleep with the whole team if they win against Portugal, because man do I want to see them get into at least semi-finals. They're generally a good team, but sometimes they're crapshit like today's match against Angola. Damn... did they bite the big one, and I have to admit Angola's goalee was amazing and pretty cute. Because I want the Mexican team to know what's at stake I'm going to write my declaration in Spanish: "Me acostare con cualquiera de ustedes que anote un gol y si ganan contra Portugal me acostare con el equipo entero." Sigh.

Okay, so wifey and lover of mine I have to apologize for the crapshit that is my phone. For some reason it thinks that it, not I, should decide when my calls end and it always loses the call right before I say bye to either of you. No, it's not me being pissy... it's the cell phone. At least it always ends when the call is almost over.
Love, love, love you both!!!!!!!!

So the NIN concert in Houston is set to start in 5 hours, and I stupidly didn't buy a ticket in South Carolina when I could have done it without my mother knowing. Because according to my cheapskate mother's ideas the only events worth paying for are culturally-enriching events such as operas and ballets, and even for those one should try to obtain tickets at half-price or up in an area that causes nosebleeds. Now, I would argue that NIN is indeed culturally-enriching, but considering how the amount of spending money for Europe that I get is contigent upon me being a "good" daughter, I think the point is rather moot. But still, I can't help but bang my head against the wall continously at my own stupidity, after all I'm supposed to be past mistress in the art of subterfuge. So I will hide in my room listening to NIN at full volume in order to mask my high-pitched wailing lamenting my own inadequacy.

Current Mood: pessimistic

So my mother and I are driving in the car, and listening to the 80's music station when all of a sudden a song that I really hate comes on. I switch it to my old radio station (an alternative music station). Loud, angry music comes on. My mom immediately groans and tells me to switch it back because to her all my music sounds "like a bunch of guys who can't play or sing got together in order to pollute the world with the festering turds that [I] call music." Of course, all of this was said in Spanish. Since she is the one driving I have to switch it back according to the rules we set when I first got my license.

Cut to later in the night when my mother is about to leave for work, and she comes into my room to say goodbye just as I'm putting in the best CD in the world ([with teeth]). She plaintively asks why didn't I put on my music before she left since I know she always enjoys my music. I give her a look of utter incredulity before asking if she's shitting me? "Language," she responds. So I click play. You know what you are? comes on. She says, "Okay, you're right."

*HEADDESK* and again.

Current Location: Siberia
Current Mood: confused
Current Music: Bittersweet Symphony by The Verve

Apparently Trent Reznor's birthday was two days ago depending on what time zone one is in, and I completely forgot like the space-cadet that I am. So happy birthday to a fucking genius who I'd like to fuck. Yes, ladies and gentlemen... he is a FGILF or something to that effect. But I digress... Happy Birthday to the most talented (IMHO) musician in the industry today!

May. 10th, 2006 12:34 am Hey elsie, apparently I'm not all that evil. Darn.

Gacked from laurel_tx

You Are 46% Evil

You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side. Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.

Damn... I can't believe I forgot to mention the night oceaneyed8, elsie, and I all burned my notes from every subject I had this past horrible semester. Burn it baby!

Current Mood: nostalgic

This entry is dedicated to elsie, oceaneyed8, and for E.

My favorite moments of the last week of school:
1. Driving to the airport with elsie, oceaneyed8, and E while listening to NIN at full-blast with the windows down. It was the perfect 20 minutes all thanks to my wonderful girls and the amazing music.
2. Hanging out with elsie, oceaneyed8, and E at the airport. Can't say it was my favorite because all the while I was with them I couldn't forget that this was the last time we would all hang out together for a long time.
3. Listening to JB play "blues-grass" at a bluegrass club's amateur night. He IS talented. How could I not include a favorite moment that involved JB?
4. oceaneyed8's awesome commando birthday party. This party's only rule was that everybody had to come commando... with a rule like that how could it not be fun?
5. Sitting on my bed at 4 in the morning of my last day in Carolina eating chocolate cheesecake and ice-cream with elsie. Orgasm in my mouth and good company = perfect happiness
6. Walking in the cementary and in the rose garden with E. She really helped me feel alive again after having felt null for some time.
7. Eating pancakes ala Mexicana with oceaneyed8 and elsie on my last day. Again orgasm in my mouth and good company and add to that the fact that I'm introducing my girls to some Mexican customs... and it's much more than perfect happiness.
8. Doing a fishdive with Ben. It's a complicated lift that I used to do in ballet, and it was wonderful to do it again. Plus, Ben is awesome.
9. Spending time with oceaneyed8, her man, and elsie my last night in Carolina.
10. Getting a voice-mail from E. S-e-ve-e-e-e-n PM, 'nuff said.

The bittersweet;
Trying to tell JB I don't know how many times how I felt about him, and circumstances interfering.

Current Location: Run by Collective Soul