Ramonest random to ever random

[themegaloo]

Or not, because I'm sure I've had far randomer entries.

omfgsotired.


lilapotter: None of you lot want to talk to me when I first wake up on these mornings, trust me. XD
_tehriah: i am a bear in the morning
_tehriah: IF i grace you with anything mroe than a grunt, you won't like it
lilapotter: HAHAHA
lilapotter: I just go through the first few hours of mine wanting to kill people. Usually you, Snuzz, Fae or Rabid
_tehriah: o.o
_tehriah: ;__;
lilapotter: See? YOU LOT don't want to talk to me. Other people are fine.
lilapotter: Because they aren't the ones that I ended up sleep deprived for
lilapotter: XDD
_tehriah: ^^;
lilapotter: But by 11 I love everyone again. Just sayin

But, that is amoung many funny things of the day. I woke up about five minutes before I had to run to class on entirely not enough sleep and somehow managed to survive German. Next stop: Starbucks. Where they now recognize me easily and will probably soon have both my name and order memorized. Then off to write a SA tag because even if Snuzz and Riah FAIL at this jump starting thing, I am still logging with Riah. Actually. That's done. I need to go write an ENTRY and we can comment spame. I love the ByaRen there. sofun.

BUT. Then was geology, which I did NOT survive and instead napped through half of, waking up to see a picture of a coffin in someone's front yard. Floods and all, yanno. Popped down after class to tell the prof the toilet story.


When I was in Texas for spring break there was one week when it just RAINED like crazy and so me and grandma were sitting in the living room alternately watching Law and Order and watching the drain across the street where the water wasn't going down, but was instead shooting up like a fountain. Effective, right? So that's all fun and games and hilarious until we hear....a strange gurgling sound. Coming from the bathroom. Grandma gets up and investigates. It's the toilet. She opens the lid and slams it back shut immediately because guess what?

It was doing the same damn thing.

So she went out and was talking to her neighbor about it and apparently during hurrican Allison HIS toilet shot four feet of water straight in the air. She came back in and told me about it before chilling out on the porch some more. I didn't want to leave my Law and Order. :| Well THEN I hear this REALLY LOUD NOISE that was vaguely watery as well and go "oh hells, the toilet is shooting four feet of water I'M OUTTA HERE HOLY CRAP" so I run over and tell Grandma I think it got worse without actually looking in the toilet [what, you think I'm crazy? HA!]

It turned out that the sound was all the man-hole covers on the street being shot up on account of, you guessed it, water pressure.

Thankfully the rain slaked off just after that, but the upstairs toilet still managed to get a bit damp from all the action

So after that I head back to the dorm for my 2 hour break, make a necessary pit-stop for diet coke because I was OUT and manage to not find time to take a nap. Heading back out to class, I run into Mark, an old friend from HS. The following conversation ensued [something along these lines at least]:


[customary unnecessary to record greetings]
Me: I'm running late to class and really not caring all that much.
Mark: Yeah? Which?
Me: Brit Lit
Mark: Who needs Brit Lit, we're in America
Me: *cold stare* ...what.
Mark: *comical cower*
Me: American Lit is CRAP. I have that class too.
Mark: What do I know, I'm a math major.
Me: The thing with American Lit is that they're trying to hard to be distinctly American, and in teh process fail at being distinctly interesting.
Mark: SSSSTTTZZZZZ!! [read: BURN.]

There's a reason I mentioned that, I'll get there in a minute. And Brit Lit was brilliant and I ended up laughing SO MANY TIMES just because my prof is this short British lady that just bowls over anything that could spark controversy in the Bible Belt and makes it a laugh. She's great. I love her.

Then there was a break in which I sat with Kathrine in the Newton breezeway upstairs, as we do, oh, every monday and wednesday and this big cloud of flower petals blows by and I internally go BYA *____* because I'mma dork, but it's ruined, of course, when Katy asks what all the crap flying around is. Ah, well.

Then I had Lit&Rev, which started with the prof entering, looking around and shouting "HAIL SATAN!" because we've been reading The Master and Margarita which really isn't bad at all. Class progress, he compares this globe that the book's version of Satan has to a Planitir [you know, LotR] and then goes on about how it's this little microcosim and ending with "HE'S GOT THE WHOLE WORLD IN HIS HANDS"

Point of the Mark bit. Heading back OUT of class and towards the dorm, I run into Mark AGAIN. Stalker jokes ensue. Which is hilarious for all the well, recent stalker jokes in chat about me. Strange Bleach conversation where he mistakes Ichigo for a blonde and can't remember his name to save his life. Not too much there except the stalker bit, which was a bit awesome.

MOVING ON, few hours to myself after that in which I tell half of this to Snuzz and Riah before REHEARSAL OHNOES. But of course, the main reason I keep going to every. single. one. of those is that they are HILARIOUS.

Best moment today: Dylan, the one gay guy on the cast got bored waiting for his part. He takes a metal pole used for practice sparring into the studio next store and starts twirling it. He drops it. Gobo goes "DAMN GAYS!" [it's all in good fun, we all love Dylan] and as indignant shouts are heard, Kenneth chimes in "The just drop their poles for anyone." Dylan enters and starts scolding GOBO which is hilarious considering how benign that comment was in comparison to Kenneth's and then eventually turns to Kenneth, scolds him, stalks off, comes back and CRACKS UP.

As we are all lying on the floor hyperventilating with laughter.

And there are more funnies but this is enough for one post, I think.

♥!

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...............I suppose we could.

Because I was logged in as her, duh. :|