August 27, 2007

Niggardly! It's a Word! Truly.

Hello. I'm just as surprised as you all should be. Go ahead, look it up just like I did.
I also feel a bit prettier today than I have in a while; that has no relation to the above topic of words. But I guess I do and it's awkward because I look nice and I have nowhere to show up looking like I do. No special occasion or whatever.


Romantic! Oh, so interesting to read about lately. Oh, oh wombats. Wombat Harness; any of you will do right now. M'm, m'm.
This just drones on and on without any real purpose then. Going back to niggardly--quite the spectacle of the english language, eh? So many other words to use and then there's this one.

August 21, 2007

Maybe I have Vowel Cancer, too


English, what a malleable force. What have I been doing since the family good-times? Well, reading and doing stuff that I was doing pre-trip. That means mostly moping over some missed events (such a moper, am I?). I am much fascinated by the words in books, lately. It gives good indication on what to feel when something good happens later on.

August 12, 2007

Puberty at 25 as well as Tasty Type B Blood

I missed The Wombats indefinately. *tear* *tear*


It's terrible that I need to write like that..and also rather strange, I believe. Well, I have been here in the state of Illinois (aaaagain? Home sweet home) for a long time. Taco Bell at 1:30 A.M. for a feast. Hells yes. There isn't much to say, really, other than that. It's been over a year since my first entry! Ho shit. Long time past since the Japan trip (naru-chan!! ima doko da yo?). Generally fun times had by all. When they were all here about a week ago. Wow. Why have I stayed this long (there is an obvious answer, but let us suppose that this proposed question is rhetorical)? I have fallen asleep listening to my cousin talk to this guy (he has a peculiar laugh; it's strangely adorable and what's up with his squinty eyes and why does he look like this other guy who hangs out with a certain friend of mine?) and we have chatted about how to deal with poop. I guess no more chili for her. I suppose we've also realized how old we are (I mean, we've practically known each other since forevah) and how old we might become (grandparents?). I guess we can look forward to these kind of visits later. We can look back and be all, "Remember that guy with the weird laugh?" and "Oh yeah. I ended up marrying him." Well, it might not be that likely to happen, but how scandalous would that be?