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Splut by any other name
Dec. 2nd, 2000 12:25 amI am far too amused with this.
Things on this list I would name a kid: Victoria, Coralie, Sabrina, Tabitha, Eva, Ardelia, Lucinda, Sibyl, Clarissa, Julianna, Alexandra. Some of these are just really frightening. Others hold enough personal amusement for me that I'll be snickering all night.
Kitty ranked 987th most popular in the country. Princess is 1349. Precious is 1413. Sparkle is 3762.
I have not done CRAP today. I got back from class at one and have sat here on my butt pretty much since then. Michelle the Much-to-be-Pitied called and left a message, but I didn't call her back. I checked my mail after dinner, noted a new message for an evilpookie meeting today dated six hours before, and didn't bother to open it. that ulcer can wait. WHY do they persist in not letting me know until a few hours before. I do not check my school mail twelve times a day.
oh. fucking. well.
I watched The Wedding Singer and was neither amused nor disgusted. Then I cried for a while because I got spoiled to human companionship while I was home and don't have anyone to play with now and because there are blonde girls in the hall and because there's nothing on TV.
Seven more class days. Twelve days until Mom comes. Nineteen days until I go home again and can be entertained. I almost called my mother, but now it's 12:20, so I had prly better not.
I intended to do a lot of work today, but I was waiting until the boys went to anime club, and then they didn't go, so, um, yeah.
I should go get a glass of water or something.
Things on this list I would name a kid: Victoria, Coralie, Sabrina, Tabitha, Eva, Ardelia, Lucinda, Sibyl, Clarissa, Julianna, Alexandra. Some of these are just really frightening. Others hold enough personal amusement for me that I'll be snickering all night.
Kitty ranked 987th most popular in the country. Princess is 1349. Precious is 1413. Sparkle is 3762.
I have not done CRAP today. I got back from class at one and have sat here on my butt pretty much since then. Michelle the Much-to-be-Pitied called and left a message, but I didn't call her back. I checked my mail after dinner, noted a new message for an evilpookie meeting today dated six hours before, and didn't bother to open it. that ulcer can wait. WHY do they persist in not letting me know until a few hours before. I do not check my school mail twelve times a day.
oh. fucking. well.
I watched The Wedding Singer and was neither amused nor disgusted. Then I cried for a while because I got spoiled to human companionship while I was home and don't have anyone to play with now and because there are blonde girls in the hall and because there's nothing on TV.
Seven more class days. Twelve days until Mom comes. Nineteen days until I go home again and can be entertained. I almost called my mother, but now it's 12:20, so I had prly better not.
I intended to do a lot of work today, but I was waiting until the boys went to anime club, and then they didn't go, so, um, yeah.
I should go get a glass of water or something.