This is important. Click It. Prepare to be shocked. I know I was.

That couldn't have gone less to plan if I'd planned it that way. Damn it. Oh well, to bed, and then work. Only 5 days til Hallowe'en. Which now has a lot to make up for.

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'cept I've gotta get up in the morning, and now I have some alcohol to sleep off. So it's brief. And now I pass out.

Oh GOD yeth.

Oh lordy, where to begin...Allison rules. I've got work!!!!! Not a job, unfortunately, but work is work is work. And it pays! Much better than my aborted 'publishing' career. So Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! And thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou.

Thursday

Followed by photocopying, photocopying, photocopying, photocopying, filing, photocopying, photocopying, and more photocopying.

Then: "General Hanging". Oh, I forgot! skirtskirtskirtskirt and heels! but yeah, hanging started with me in a tree. Then we grabbed Tim Hortons. I got a big sammich, and was propositioned for sex.

Then general hanging was in full effect. In bed! eh? eh?

And I watched ER for the first time in about 5 years. Noone's left. Not even Jerry. :(

Friday

Then after significantly underestimating how long it takes to get from Bayview & Sheppard to Yonge & Bloor, I met up with J to wander down, then up, then down, then up, then down, then back and forth past a beggar about 18 times, then up Yonge Street, to discover that the Green Mango has totally and completely changed. It's much classier now, but I miss the 'I want that' buffet.

Much hilarity ensued over:

• my name
• my general social ineptitude
• my name
• L. Ron Hubbard (Uh Oh! I'm gonna get sued!)
• my name
• my specific social ineptitude
• Gremlins 2, as a study of film making at its finest
• my name
• Gremlins 2, as a study of the stupidest movie ever made
• my name
• Gremlins 2, as a Phoebe Cates delivery vehicle
• my operating system of choice/necessity
• the most obvious sexual imagery in an advertisement ever
• my name
• Space Ghost

I'm done typing, but yeah. Fun two days. Wheeeeeeee!

Main Entry: kis·met
Pronunciation: 'kiz-"met, -m&t
Function: noun
Usage: often capitalized
Etymology: Turkish, from Arabic qismah portion, lot
Date: 1834
: FATE 1, 2a

Okay, on occasion I have odd, odd questions/requests/whatever you want to call it, and this is one of those times.

In the ads for Scorpion King on DVD, there's a song. It samples Orff - O Fortuna. Heavily. I know I've heard it somewhere else, and recently. I want a copy. But I haven't a clue what it's called, which leaves me stuck. So if you know/have it let me know.

Okay...the temperature has dropped about 20 degrees in the last week or so. I'm slowly freezing to death in my room.

Hell, inside my case it's 19 degrees right now, which probably means outside my case, it's about 15. brrrrrrrr.

The pool's closed. It's never been open past September before. Weird summer.

This is the back of my knee. A shiny nickle to the first person to figure out what the red welts are.

My knee wont' stop itching.

Earlier today, say, around...7:30ish, I made myself some nachos. But something went terribly wrong. A mug fell on my right hand, directly onto my fingernail on my ringfinger. It's nicely swollen, and slightly blue. Oh so attractive.

And it was a Starbucks mug, which only fuels my deep-seated hatred of them.

I hate to be a content tease, so I'll get around to posting my book, in it's entirety soon, but last night I created a wallpaper, which I will never ever post, under threat of death. Suffice it to say I may never top that masterpiece, and it would certainly prove sufficient grounds to have me committed.

Throbbing fingers hurt.

And it's hard to scratch the back of your knee, particularly with a broken finger.

I nearly forgot. I've published my first book. If I get really bored, I'll put it online for you to read. It's a fascinating story of intrigue and adventure. The ending is very deep, meaningful, surprising, and a gramatical nightmare.

As is the rest of the book.

And why have I done this? I don't know! Yaaaaaaaay!

God I'm hungry. And freakishly tired, so that's it for tonight.

Gave up on the fonts...they were more trouble than they were worth.

And uh...I should have more to say. But I don't.

Wheee. For the record, I did this redesign weeks ago, long before X-Entertainment did theirs (or launched it at least), so it's not my fault we both shamelessly stole half the graphics from Death Studios. Seriously, it's been an odd week. 3 days after I used that picture of a Sheep re: Vlad's BBQ, SomethingAwful used it on their front page. Oh well. I guess we'll all live. Shmingers apparantly did up a website, but he forgot to tell me the URL, so no link just yet. But, since he asked for one, I did up a banner. Everyone feel free to use it for whatever nefarious purposes you like.

If you don't want to use your own precious webspace to host it, it's located at http://mend0za.com/images/banner.gif Okay, I'm done. I've gotta get up early tomorrow.