Wha-oh-ooh-oh-oh-ooooh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
she's does a funky elephant dance, and it appears that she has a robotic hand...but all the while, im still playing it on youtube, singing away (with bridget jones's diary on the tube. first time im watching this movie.) aint it nice to live 1.3mi away from home. its where the heart is.
early this morning we experienced a drunkard siSTAR moment, but we managed to work as a team, and all is well. never ever mix joe pesci, white russians, tequila sunrises, and mardi gras masks. it equals too much glitter, too many feathers, too much fun and much too much ETOH. it was fun times tho, after the growling bear was tucked away to sleep. we talked about past drunkard moments, how we each act differently...how im quite violent and strange when im the borracha. i think im rather funny, but i guess spitting water at people, and trying to kick car doors open instead of using the door handle isnt quite amusing to some. ha.
i chatted it up with j-bps this morning. there's definitely an electrifying buzz in the air about tuesday's results. my cuzn vivs and i made it to lunch, but not to the phone banking spot. *omg, why is this movie making my stomach turn.* but anyway, we didnt make the phone calls, but we will rock the vote. we stopped by michaels. its such a wonderful place. maybe i should start scrap booking? maybe thats what i'll do with the old journal posts? or maybe i should get them binded. oh geeze, projects, projects and more projects. maybe i should get my apt furnished and good to go first blah. im starting to think that i wasnt ready to move out quite yet, but thats another topic. eh. next time na lang.
time for movie night with the momma, the siSTARS and a bowl of popcorn, and maybe s'mores. yay. last movie night was a couple saturdays ago, the 25th. we watched the holiday. that was a motivator. ha. womp.
early this morning we experienced a drunkard siSTAR moment, but we managed to work as a team, and all is well. never ever mix joe pesci, white russians, tequila sunrises, and mardi gras masks. it equals too much glitter, too many feathers, too much fun and much too much ETOH. it was fun times tho, after the growling bear was tucked away to sleep. we talked about past drunkard moments, how we each act differently...how im quite violent and strange when im the borracha. i think im rather funny, but i guess spitting water at people, and trying to kick car doors open instead of using the door handle isnt quite amusing to some. ha.
i chatted it up with j-bps this morning. there's definitely an electrifying buzz in the air about tuesday's results. my cuzn vivs and i made it to lunch, but not to the phone banking spot. *omg, why is this movie making my stomach turn.* but anyway, we didnt make the phone calls, but we will rock the vote. we stopped by michaels. its such a wonderful place. maybe i should start scrap booking? maybe thats what i'll do with the old journal posts? or maybe i should get them binded. oh geeze, projects, projects and more projects. maybe i should get my apt furnished and good to go first blah. im starting to think that i wasnt ready to move out quite yet, but thats another topic. eh. next time na lang.
time for movie night with the momma, the siSTARS and a bowl of popcorn, and maybe s'mores. yay. last movie night was a couple saturdays ago, the 25th. we watched the holiday. that was a motivator. ha. womp.