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Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
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Friday, February 03, 2006
Need lunch. Lazy to buy lunch.
My cousin had her wedding dinner thing last night and she looked so preeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetty! (Photos another day, really can't be bothered right now) Never mind all those obscure relatives and parents' friends who kept coming up to me and telling me how big I am now.
Big, as in, not small. Not fat big-boned big. Not like big foot. ... Well, whatever.
When I asked my brother who he'd invite to his wedding, he said, "You." AWWW. And then -
Me: And mom and dad?
Reuben: Yeah
Me: And your wife?
Reuben: Maybe...
He is a very odd 25-year-old. Odd looby. And all the girls love him. How odd.
The family's been meeting up for dinners like crazy. I don't know why, but okay. Food is good and relatives are lovely people.
Ooooh I want the Motorola Razr because it looks pretty! It's quite nice to be shallow about phones.
So I'm meeting Megsy and Annanana later. It's been ages! We're going to watch Fun with Dick and Jane. I hate that title. I bet those old pervy Hollywood maniacs that control the world decided to have fun with that one, because it's a little dodgy to tell everyone, "I watched Dick and Jane today!" Awful dodgy perves.
Still haven't found Rory's iPod shop.
I was reading Ecclesiastes in the bus, which was very interesting, because Diva on a Dime was showing right at that moment. Weird show, the poor ladies (and men, if ever) always end looking so queer. So that's meaningless for them to hunt the best bargains down, to keep up with last season's hot Donna Karan couture dress (which looked farrrrrrrr from couture, as visual experience from watching Project Runway taught me) and to do up a lovely coiffure.
Anyway, I was also thinking about all those metalcore bands that would rip words out of the Bible (actually there probably are already), just for the sheer clever poetry-ness of it. I mean, it really is nice, but I hate that I read the Bible that way now. Not good.
Hmmm... Bible = Theology = procrastination. Gahhhh this week was a prime opportunity for relatives to prod around about my school-less situation. Thank God for my mom. She is awesome-o at dodging those questions! Yay for a mom and dad who let me not be in school! Yet.
I really, really, really, really need to send in my application form.
I am getting paranoid about being able to be found on the internet. Like if you typed my email address in or the usernames I use you'd be able to find me. Maybe I should start deleting all those accounts I have. But I'm also thinking, what accounts do I have? Webshots, maybe? And photobucket (ooh, that's ancient)? AHHH. Talk about being found - Google earth is so scary. The clever mindless prick who invented that thing is stupidly clever. I mean, terrorists and bad people (like stalkers) could totally find anyone's house.
I think I'll change my email address. Just for the sake of it. I mean, what I've got right now is hardly close to my nature, let alone my personality. What in the world was I thinking? Also, I was inspired by Liz because she daringly changed hers. She has started a revolution. (We even have matching shoes, which is so gross and awesome because it means she's got good taste in shoes.)
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You've been totally Bzoink*d |
Anyway. I have things to do, people to see, and fingers to unfreeze (it's so cold in here).
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