Ramble on...
Today was a half-day. I have always been of the mindset that these days are a waste of my time, and that I'd be spending a much more productive morning in bed, asleep with my cat. But did that happen? Of course not. Anyway...anyone want to hear about how I was caught being an idiot yesterday? Of course not, but I am going to tell you all because it amuses me.
Ok, yesterday, around 5:30PM, I am extremely bored. I don't feel like sleeping, I don't feel like sitting on my fat ass and I certainly don't feel like eating. So, I grab my portable music listening device, put it on full-blast, and begin pacing my house, trying to think of something. Suddenly, the song, "The Magnificent Seven" by the Clash comes on. For those who know this tune, you'll agree that it has an infectious beat and a kickass bass riff. I suddenly start...erm...dancing...we'll call it dancing. It really looked more like an elaborate funk seizure. Oh well. Anyway, my funk seizure begins, and I must have repeated the song several times, and made my way through every single room of the house. I was a vertiable dancing fool. So, it only seems appropriate that my mother would come home with 2 business associates to discuss whatever they planned on discussing. Why they came home, I'll never know, but they caught me in the middle of convulsing and jumping around. Here's the kicker, I rip the headphones out of my ears....which hurt like HELL, and stand rigidly as if nothing had happened. They laugh...I clumsily welcome mom home, and slink off to my bedroom. I'm a moron.
However, in the victory department, I finally got the DVD player my thoughtful bf got me for Christmas, and just a shade shy of a month, all right! Jenna- 2; Technology- 98,345,270,283,572,932,057,283,572,935,720,385,273,103,412,395,812,536
(bastards.)
Ok, yesterday, around 5:30PM, I am extremely bored. I don't feel like sleeping, I don't feel like sitting on my fat ass and I certainly don't feel like eating. So, I grab my portable music listening device, put it on full-blast, and begin pacing my house, trying to think of something. Suddenly, the song, "The Magnificent Seven" by the Clash comes on. For those who know this tune, you'll agree that it has an infectious beat and a kickass bass riff. I suddenly start...erm...dancing...we'll call it dancing. It really looked more like an elaborate funk seizure. Oh well. Anyway, my funk seizure begins, and I must have repeated the song several times, and made my way through every single room of the house. I was a vertiable dancing fool. So, it only seems appropriate that my mother would come home with 2 business associates to discuss whatever they planned on discussing. Why they came home, I'll never know, but they caught me in the middle of convulsing and jumping around. Here's the kicker, I rip the headphones out of my ears....which hurt like HELL, and stand rigidly as if nothing had happened. They laugh...I clumsily welcome mom home, and slink off to my bedroom. I'm a moron.
However, in the victory department, I finally got the DVD player my thoughtful bf got me for Christmas, and just a shade shy of a month, all right! Jenna- 2; Technology- 98,345,270,283,572,932,057,283,572,935,720,385,273,103,412,395,812,536
(bastards.)
posted by Jenna at 1:17 PM
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