Stupid livejournal! Wouldn't update my thingo, and I was stuck with the post below! I'm leaving it for posterity. Here's how it SHOULD have read...
Hey. Well, I had a really nice day today, and I was in great spirits. I think my downer was a result of my periods. I mean, Tina would give me shit and I'd break down into tears; that's how sensitive I was. I never cry when she does that to me. I usually turn around and give it right back to her. Anyways. That's over now.
I was up late last night watching videos. I watched "The Possessed"
Before I go on with this, I went to answer the door, and my brother added this in my absence:
Christ I am bored.
In case you didn't know, I AM the greatest. Greater than Ramses himself! Bow down before me and wash my feet and polish my shoes! That's right, buff those shoes to a high Mirror Shine!
Anyways, I watched "The Possessed", this pilot for a series that would have been like "Highway to Heaven" but with an ex-communicated priest that saved people from 'evil'. He was attacked by a headmistress with a mouth full of blue dye, a stomach of beer, a bunch of nails from her oesophagus and some fire. Oh, alas for his brown tweed jacket with leather patches on the elbows. The great thing about it was it had a young Harrison Ford flirting and being his usual lovely self. Very dreamy. Then I watched some old Star Trek. Lots of fun.
Scotty was up till 5am playing new games. He played Jedi Knight II for a while, and I got some great quotes from him as he played it:
"I'd make the worst Jedi. I'd just sit around playing with my lightsabre all day."
"I was playing Keanu Reeves on the wall with my lightsabre and it backfired on me."
Life has a habit of repeating jokes, and today my brother was spooning yogurt onto his curry, and he spilt it. My sister said (quite deliberately):
"Oh, you've gone and blown it and gotten it all over your hand."
Teehee! I did a picture of Pippin today. It's soooooo beautiful. It took me about four or five hours to do, over two days. It's the first time I've really sat down and battled with a picture. Usually I just start again. Anyways, here's the picture. Ooh! My older brother Paul just called Buffy, "Sarah Michelle Gallah." He didn't know how to pronounce her name right or something, but fuck that cracked me up. We all don't think SMG will EVER be better than Kylie Minogue. I'm sorry, Kylie is a goddess. She's survived all these years in the industry and improved. What a fucking GODDESS. I worship her. Yay Kylie.

Hey. Well, I had a really nice day today, and I was in great spirits. I think my downer was a result of my periods. I mean, Tina would give me shit and I'd break down into tears; that's how sensitive I was. I never cry when she does that to me. I usually turn around and give it right back to her. Anyways. That's over now.
I was up late last night watching videos. I watched "The Possessed"
Before I go on with this, I went to answer the door, and my brother added this in my absence:
Christ I am bored.
In case you didn't know, I AM the greatest. Greater than Ramses himself! Bow down before me and wash my feet and polish my shoes! That's right, buff those shoes to a high Mirror Shine!
Anyways, I watched "The Possessed", this pilot for a series that would have been like "Highway to Heaven" but with an ex-communicated priest that saved people from 'evil'. He was attacked by a headmistress with a mouth full of blue dye, a stomach of beer, a bunch of nails from her oesophagus and some fire. Oh, alas for his brown tweed jacket with leather patches on the elbows. The great thing about it was it had a young Harrison Ford flirting and being his usual lovely self. Very dreamy. Then I watched some old Star Trek. Lots of fun.
Scotty was up till 5am playing new games. He played Jedi Knight II for a while, and I got some great quotes from him as he played it:
"I'd make the worst Jedi. I'd just sit around playing with my lightsabre all day."
"I was playing Keanu Reeves on the wall with my lightsabre and it backfired on me."
Life has a habit of repeating jokes, and today my brother was spooning yogurt onto his curry, and he spilt it. My sister said (quite deliberately):
"Oh, you've gone and blown it and gotten it all over your hand."
Teehee! I did a picture of Pippin today. It's soooooo beautiful. It took me about four or five hours to do, over two days. It's the first time I've really sat down and battled with a picture. Usually I just start again. Anyways, here's the picture. Ooh! My older brother Paul just called Buffy, "Sarah Michelle Gallah." He didn't know how to pronounce her name right or something, but fuck that cracked me up. We all don't think SMG will EVER be better than Kylie Minogue. I'm sorry, Kylie is a goddess. She's survived all these years in the industry and improved. What a fucking GODDESS. I worship her. Yay Kylie.
