er- wha?

Oiiii, why isn't Outminds loading...? I've tried like, 4 times and I'm getting a page not found deal...wtf?


In other news, I realised earlier that THIS is the weekend that Dropkick Murphys are in Atlanta. The weekened I can't go see them. It. pisses. me. off. *grumble* Completely unfair! Damn horse show.

Ok, I am looking forward to the show, but still! DKM! eurrrrg. I have another class [got out crazy-early from Latin b/c we had a test and lord knows that doesn't take long to finish] yet, then a quick bite to eat, for HP CoS on Jamie and make a mad dash for the barn to work and most likely school horses. Because that's what I do on workdays. I'll jump on like, 4-5 horses. Crazy? Yeah. I'm used to it now though.

Yanno what's incredibly stupid? I got up at 7:40 this morning. yuck. that time should not exist. We were talking about the mythical qualities of 6 am in philosophy yesterday. 7:45 applies in my mind as well.

It's going to be a long weekend and fucking, fucking hell, would I rather be going to see DKM.

Oh, Keeley talked about HP briefly in world lit 2. I was feeling like an uber-geek. Is it bad that all the obscure sort of things he asks about- I know? I usually answer too. A part of me really hopes I'm not coming across as a know-it-all, another part of me doesn't care. I do wait a few moments first...*shrugs*

Oscars on Sunday! Hosted by Jon Stewart! WOO. mustwatch. *crosses fingers for BBM*

Sidenote: the moodtheme image amuses me greatly. STAB THAT IMAGINARY RABBIT. ...or try to.

er- wha?

Oiiii, why isn't Outminds loading...? I've tried like, 4 times and I'm getting a page not found deal...wtf?


In other news, I realised earlier that THIS is the weekend that Dropkick Murphys are in Atlanta. The weekened I can't go see them. It. pisses. me. off. *grumble* Completely unfair! Damn horse show.

Ok, I am looking forward to the show, but still! DKM! eurrrrg. I have another class [got out crazy-early from Latin b/c we had a test and lord knows that doesn't take long to finish] yet, then a quick bite to eat, for HP CoS on Jamie and make a mad dash for the barn to work and most likely school horses. Because that's what I do on workdays. I'll jump on like, 4-5 horses. Crazy? Yeah. I'm used to it now though.

Yanno what's incredibly stupid? I got up at 7:40 this morning. yuck. that time should not exist. We were talking about the mythical qualities of 6 am in philosophy yesterday. 7:45 applies in my mind as well.

It's going to be a long weekend and fucking, fucking hell, would I rather be going to see DKM.

Oh, Keeley talked about HP briefly in world lit 2. I was feeling like an uber-geek. Is it bad that all the obscure sort of things he asks about- I know? I usually answer too. A part of me really hopes I'm not coming across as a know-it-all, another part of me doesn't care. I do wait a few moments first...*shrugs*

Oscars on Sunday! Hosted by Jon Stewart! WOO. mustwatch. *crosses fingers for BBM*

Sidenote: the moodtheme image amuses me greatly. STAB THAT IMAGINARY RABBIT. ...or try to.

The junkmail of all junkmails!

And I'm not talking about the email variety. I'm talking the put it in an elvelope, lick it and pay for the postage variety.

So this envelope has been sitting at home for a few weeks, apparently. And no one really knew it was junkmail because it was from ARGENTINA. Turns out it was about horse breeding, different stallions and their sperm....

I haven't owned a female horse in six years, for the record. In between times, I had a gelding [ball-chopped male] for four years and have been horses-less for two.

They sent me junkmail from Argentina.

HOW THE HELL MUCH DID -THAT- POSTAGE COST?

mum's bringing it to me, for the amusement value

XD!

[Edit] Mum called to tell me about it and ask if she could open it for me because it's from Argentina and all. In the middle of the conversation I state that 'I am so blogging this'. She laughs and tells me that this certain something I could get some fun out of blogging. Oh mum. <3 How 'net-savvy you have become!

....the day she gets an LJ is the day I pass out in shock though

The junkmail of all junkmails!

And I'm not talking about the email variety. I'm talking the put it in an elvelope, lick it and pay for the postage variety.

So this envelope has been sitting at home for a few weeks, apparently. And no one really knew it was junkmail because it was from ARGENTINA. Turns out it was about horse breeding, different stallions and their sperm....

I haven't owned a female horse in six years, for the record. In between times, I had a gelding [ball-chopped male] for four years and have been horses-less for two.

They sent me junkmail from Argentina.

HOW THE HELL MUCH DID -THAT- POSTAGE COST?

mum's bringing it to me, for the amusement value

XD!

[Edit] Mum called to tell me about it and ask if she could open it for me because it's from Argentina and all. In the middle of the conversation I state that 'I am so blogging this'. She laughs and tells me that this certain something I could get some fun out of blogging. Oh mum. <3 How 'net-savvy you have become!

....the day she gets an LJ is the day I pass out in shock though