I had a bunch of other blurbs, but I can't really remember. Here's an LJ dump as it is:

On Thursday, I had three Palin references: in history ("MAVERICKS!") then in bio, ("Don't you go hatin' on me and Tripp, Mrs. Rowett!") and then in theatre we had a skit where we were the Russians peeking into her living room.

Chevy decided that we should kill two birds with one stone and shave off Mr. Quadros' beard (still ridiculous) and glue it to Ms. Beekley's face when she's asleep in Serino's back room.

lyricalecho's been having a rough time, so I made her brownies and my mum let her borrow a pair of kitchen tongs that she had wrapped in shiny wrapping paper. Long story; you'd 'TL;DR.'

You know you like a teacher (Mr. Mintz) when you see him in the parking lot from the bus and go all "=DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD HI MR. MINTZ!!!!" even though you're sure he has no clu that you're there.

I had this dream where I was a secret agent, and this lady came and hugged me and was all, "OH, SWEETIE, IT'S SO GOOD TO HAVE YOU HERE!" and I'm looking over her shoulder like 'nyahhhh' and... Hey, there's Snape. So I'm staring at him, and he walks in, walks through, walks out, and that's the end of it. =D

Emily was attacked by a gorilla in art yesterday. She turned around, stared at the thing, and muttered a small, "Oh shit." It was just as bad as the day before, when she presented her abstract sculpture which represents the socio-economic and moral and divide between Mexico and America. Mrs. Samaha says, "It looks like a butt!" To this, we entered a discussion on whether or not she had just mooned North America, and how Canada was either "Hey, we didn't do anything! What did we do to deserve this!?" (to which Emily replies, "They're part of NATO, of course they had it coming.") or rather "KIDS, DON'T MAKE ME COME DOWN THERE!!!"

Have you ever noticed that you can take any horrible situation, replace one word with 'puppy' or 'puppies' and immediately it's a bazillion times better/ more pleasant?

Mara? She's totally friends with Tracey, a la The Message. We had a complete geek out together over Firefly and Dr. Horrible, and we were singing My Freeze Ray, and the whole things was just amazing. SO much squeeing.

I want to watch Dollhouse this weekend, but I have something decidedly Pressing and Important that really Must Be Done.

Also,chevy_the_geek, you may want to check out: http://community.livejournal.com/church_of_nph/91415.html

So now I'm sitting here watching old Star Trek episodes. Spock is awesome, BTW. He figured out that they could defeat these aliens by making them eat "food" (AKA giant lucky charms) and booze. (Star Trek NG is still my favorite, lyk rlly.)

*pulls out a bottle of alcohol* "Uh... What is this?" "It's... It's... Green!"

I'm thinking this might be one of those 'hey why didn't you already know about this' things, but I was just so ridiculously excited, I'm just going to post it here:


In other news, NPH was adorable on Ellen. Mum kept  pointing out how she doesn't "quite get it. Because he's still just Doogie." But she still thinks he's very cute. Anyway, he was talking about getting tickets to Idol because he knows Kara. Also, he only wants so see the first few shows so he can watch the contestants and "bore into their soul." Also? "Also, I can break lightbulbs with my brain." He didn't say that, but he did. =DDDDDD (I hope chevy_the_geek  watched it, because I called her this morning all, "NPH IS ON ELLEN IN FIFTEEN MINUTES GET UUUUUUUUUP!!!!"

I was getting something in the freezer this morning, and I dropped a brick of frozen chicken on my toe. OW. OH GOD MOMMY SOMEONE MATERNAL

I g2g shovel nao, I theenk.

EDIT: I was filling out the 'music' box, and my brother started watching Muffins. So I leaned over and watched it too, and then typed in "My Freeze Ray ~ Neil Patrick Muffin." Ugh, I need to get out. XDDDDDDD

( I am not going to continue on to make a 'Buff Stuff' joke, because that's lame. LAME-O, GUYZ. )

On another note, I love how I'm sitting here tied up in electrical cords and the phone rings, and I have to get up to answer it because my brother is too busy juggling clementines.

And oh, hey, SCHOOL'S CLOSED TOMORROW, I guess that means I can watch NPH ON ELLEN AT NINE~ *squeeeeee!*

Ok, here's something else I should do: I was in history class and Mr. Hanchett was talking about western immigration and stuff, and he mentioned that people went out there for better land. For some reason, this led him to say that the thing he wants most in the world (his Mirror of Erised) is just a tiny square of grass in his backyard. Because, you know, he apparently lives in Sommerville, which really is a "concrete jungle." So, for an Easter/April break present for him, I want to plant some grass seed in a little pot, and maybe stick a little mini birdhouse in it or something. That would be so cute!

Also over April break, I would like to dedicate that week to making a Snape-coat for ComicCon, but I don't know if that'll go through.

Argh, I need to watch Dollhouse. And Buffy.

I think I'm going to go to the movies this weekend; I'd really like to see Frost/Nixon. It's still out, isn't it? I'm pretty sure it is.

ELIZA DUSHKU WAS IN BOTTLE SHOCK!? NOW WHEN I WATCH IT WITH MUM (because I said I would) I KNOW I'M GOING TO FANGIGGLE. (Also, as I pointed out to the Gang, she's so awesome in that movie that she's the one snarking at Alan Rickman. =DDDDDD) 

I saw Steven in the library today, and he suddenly broke out into song. "John Jacobs Jingleheimer Schmidt!" I don't remember how Mr. Muller reacted.

I did a very stupid thing at Exit 51. I sort of went with a couple of other people to ask Ms. Beekley what she thought of Mr. Quadros' beard (which still looks ridiculous.) It was a STUPID thing to do. Really, at least when Snape snarks, it's more mean and condescending. When Ms. Beekley snarks, it's like she's trying to make your soul melt into a little puddle of shame. *Ali leans over, "Argh, stop backpedaling! You're making it worse!"* God, I think she loves how upset she makes me.

You know what I find interesting? The Insider (or whatever it's called) was on, and it seems like every five seconds there's like, "HAY GUYZ! MAH SEKRIT WEDDINS, LET ME SHOW U DEM!" I suppose I find that most annoying because of that bit of my Life's Work. It's like, "Okay, they didn't do it in secret because they wanted you to analyze everything, post pictures everywhere, and say horrible things about them. What is this 'secret' of which you speak?" Anyway, that's sort of a personal rambling (though Snape wholly agrees and says: DDDDD:<)

I was watching tv with Mum and there was a commercial for NEIL PATRICK HARRIS ON ELLEN HOLY FRICKING FRICK ON A BISCUIT- I was squeeing so hard, and I can only imagine that, had she seen it, chevy_the_geek would have had a coronary. Or her eyeballs would have popped out. That happened on House one time, you know. BUT NEVERMIND THAT. I saw a couple of pics from

church_of_nph and he's wearing this adorable little sweater vest, and have I ever mentioned how much I love sweater-vests and holy CRAP IT WAS SO CUTE.

Last thing. Everyone knows about this, but this is technically a journal, so I'm putting it down anyway. I mentioned before how I had this dream and all I could remember from it was Snape saying, "I would prefer if you would refrain from petting me like a rabbit." So now

 

lyricalecho  periodically pets my head until I say that. (Probably also because my hair is amazingly soft and so much better than hers ;3) But anyway (with my Freeze Ray~) Echo and Chevy were in health and they learned that an infant or young child should be touched at least 100 times a day because it improves self-esteem. This has led to various members of the Gang incessantly patting/poking each other while chanting "self-esteem, self-esteem, self-esteeeeeeem..." Hint: The effects are not the same if you practically hit the person, whilst screaming in their face, "SELF-ESTEEM, SELF-ESTEEM, SELF-ESTEEEEEEEEEM!!!"

 

Bruins game tomorrow! *Edgey!whoop!*