Sunday, May 05, 2002
Another day come and gone. Whatelse have I done? I've added all of 3 images to the FRIENDS section. Nick would call me a bad Padawan learner.
Sweeter continues to send me Spiderman -- and we've stopped Murder by the Numbers.
Alison tells me she's graduated -- meanwhile, I had forgotten that MU classes end in May -- I have 2 months left. "l'sigh", as they say in France.
CONGRATULATIONS TO ALISON, NEWEST RAT IN THE WORKFORCE!
Cristina and I watched 2 hours (woo!) of Embrujadas :: which many of you know as the fantabulous world of Charmed. These are old episodes with the funkyfun "givin'em the telepathic hand" Prue. Awww. I miss Prue. Raige sucks. Piper has bad hair issues. Cesar would agree, were he there cuddled up with us on the bed with a blankey and pepsi (I swear, nothing happened between Cris and I ... one thing led to another, and we just started making... fun of Phoebe's outfit. (who picks those clothes out for her anyway?! SHEESH!)
Other than that, o followers of the Blog, Leah went out with Laura and Lucila last night, danced with more men than she could remember, and then proceeded to throw up in the bathroom. All I can say is: WAY TO GO, KEATING! This certainly makes Berlin seem like nothin! Woo. Too bad no sex was to be had. I'm slightly disappointed. Only slightly.
Jens left this morning. Verena has been a hermit in her room (whispers) she's learning what it's like to go into virginal sexual remission. SAD. We all had to learn once we arrived in Spain. Except for Elyssa, when her fiance� came to visit...
And Speaking of Elyssa...
What more could she have POSSIBLY done to herself ever since she got into that lil kerfuffle of a crash with the car (she lost. the car won. she walked with a cane. I laughed. -- WHAT? She had insurance, and there's no lasting damage!)
Well, it seems that on the day of Nur�'s BBQ-o-rama-lama-ding-dong Fiesta, someone broke into Elyssa's apt, stole her money, stole her Dell Laptop, and -- the piece de resistance... BUBBLE GUM. How she noticed this was gone... I'm not sure. However, she's leaving in <14 days from the time I write this. I feel bad for her ... if I lost my computer, I'd be sad too. But she's just fed up with Spain. She's a senior. She doesn't need this poop. I think I agree -- she should go away. But not for the same reasons she thinks she should return to her sheltered... err, her family. (yea, that's it...)
So boo for robbings and yay for despedidas, and yay for Charmed, and boo for less work on the site. Wednesday's due date draws near. I want Leah to make Chicken Primavera -- like a lot. It's so good. I'll get the recipe from her before she leaves (it's only Betty Crocker, anyway...)
All right, bloglings. Time for Simpsons, then sleepies, then class.
Love from ablog.
Sweeter continues to send me Spiderman -- and we've stopped Murder by the Numbers.
Alison tells me she's graduated -- meanwhile, I had forgotten that MU classes end in May -- I have 2 months left. "l'sigh", as they say in France.
CONGRATULATIONS TO ALISON, NEWEST RAT IN THE WORKFORCE!
Cristina and I watched 2 hours (woo!) of Embrujadas :: which many of you know as the fantabulous world of Charmed. These are old episodes with the funkyfun "givin'em the telepathic hand" Prue. Awww. I miss Prue. Raige sucks. Piper has bad hair issues. Cesar would agree, were he there cuddled up with us on the bed with a blankey and pepsi (I swear, nothing happened between Cris and I ... one thing led to another, and we just started making... fun of Phoebe's outfit. (who picks those clothes out for her anyway?! SHEESH!)
Other than that, o followers of the Blog, Leah went out with Laura and Lucila last night, danced with more men than she could remember, and then proceeded to throw up in the bathroom. All I can say is: WAY TO GO, KEATING! This certainly makes Berlin seem like nothin! Woo. Too bad no sex was to be had. I'm slightly disappointed. Only slightly.
Jens left this morning. Verena has been a hermit in her room (whispers) she's learning what it's like to go into virginal sexual remission. SAD. We all had to learn once we arrived in Spain. Except for Elyssa, when her fiance� came to visit...
And Speaking of Elyssa...
What more could she have POSSIBLY done to herself ever since she got into that lil kerfuffle of a crash with the car (she lost. the car won. she walked with a cane. I laughed. -- WHAT? She had insurance, and there's no lasting damage!)
Well, it seems that on the day of Nur�'s BBQ-o-rama-lama-ding-dong Fiesta, someone broke into Elyssa's apt, stole her money, stole her Dell Laptop, and -- the piece de resistance... BUBBLE GUM. How she noticed this was gone... I'm not sure. However, she's leaving in <14 days from the time I write this. I feel bad for her ... if I lost my computer, I'd be sad too. But she's just fed up with Spain. She's a senior. She doesn't need this poop. I think I agree -- she should go away. But not for the same reasons she thinks she should return to her sheltered... err, her family. (yea, that's it...)
So boo for robbings and yay for despedidas, and yay for Charmed, and boo for less work on the site. Wednesday's due date draws near. I want Leah to make Chicken Primavera -- like a lot. It's so good. I'll get the recipe from her before she leaves (it's only Betty Crocker, anyway...)
All right, bloglings. Time for Simpsons, then sleepies, then class.
Love from ablog.
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