White-coated ninja stalks at night

It's 35 degrees outside, which is supposedly WARMER than the past few days, but the weathermen neglected to tell us all about the wind chill factor.
So, in actuality, it's 5 degrees outside.
Is it really that weird to be able to drink a milkshake in snowy weather? Hot cocoa just isn't the same.
Francesca Lia Block keeps blowing me away. "Necklace of Kisses" is somehow better than "Baby Be-Bop", the best of the Weetzie Bat books.
AND THEY'RE MAKING A MOVIE!
We got at least 3 more inches of snow, and it's been snowing off and on (but it's also been raining and sleeting, so the chances of us getting any more snow today are low).
Church has been cancelled - again.
That's twice this week. GET BEHIND ME, SATAN! I have Jesus on my side!!
And Meg and Jack White, but they don't count nearly as much.
It doesn't seem like Christmas Eve, but it most definitely is. We couldn't wait till this evening, so the 5 of us got up early and opened our presents.
Aha, I have cellphone!! Finally!!
And it's green.
Someone made a book of some of the best lolcatz. It's pretty funny.
Halp! I'm in ur cupz...soaking up your teaz.
I also got "Folie a Deux" and "The Silver Cord" - at last.
"Folie a Deux" is pretty good. Yes, that's the extent of my musical commentary. Because saying, "Oh my gosh, Patrick has SUCH an amazing voice and Joe is SOOOO good at guitar and that one song was AWESOME!" seems to carry just about as much meaning.
I'm pretty musically retarded.
Or at least musically close-minded.
Or close-minded in general. Hey, Republican.

Let's kill Jeffy!!

I just went online to get the latest Blogthings, and how innacurate could you get??

You Are No Swimsuit

You are totally, completely comfortable with your body. And you're not judgmental about other people's bodies either. You are connected to nature. You feel best when you are outdoors. You are a serene and peaceful person. You focus on what's truly important... not material possessions.

What Kind of Swimsuit Are You?

Yeah, if only you knew how UNcomfortable I am about my body.

You Are Ketchup

You are easy going and very measured in your approach to life. Popular and well liked, you get along with everyone. Seriously, everyone loves you! Your taste tends to be pretty mainstream American. You go for the classic favorites: burgers, fries, and apple pie. You get along best with mustard and mayonnaise personalities.

What Condiment Are You?

I don't even like ketchup, or even condiments in general.

Nathan just bought a PS3, but he only has one game: Guitar Hero. We've been playing that nonstop since yesterday. William and I created a band called Stump (yes, named after Patrick), and we're already battling for our souls in hell. But I can't beat the stupid battle with Lou. It's pretty dang hard. Even on MEDIUM.

Congratulations, you've now been promoted to Stalker.

So my ipod is on Shuffle and Jump5's cover of "Walking On Sunshine" comes up. (Please don't ask my why I have that one there) But it opens with Chris something that sounds a lot like, "Dave." ???? WHO'S DAVE? WHAT IS HE SAYING!!??
More Easter candy acquired from Grandma: 1 Russel Stover solid milk chocolate bunny, 1 Reese's Pieces egg, 1 Russel Stover Marshmallow filled egg, 3 fun size Starbursts, 1 Starburst-flavored jellybean-filled egg, 2 caramel-filled bunny truffles, 1 basketball-shaped jellybean-filled egg.
Most of it is gone. Scarfing down a Russel Stover bunny isn't as fun as you would think. Not to mention it started melting for some odd reason.
I slept on and off until 10:00 AM, having some pretty weird dreams (no, I did not skip school, though I probably could quite easily, if I wanted). There was something about San Francisco and a stakeout (too much "Monk", I imagine), and vampires involved in a homicide with witch triplets (possibly Monk and...I'm not sure what else), then some "Goonies"-type stuff...then I kissed Patrick Stump and it was nice.
Conveniently, we were the same height.

Patrick Stump's dad is an actor?

Major spoilers for National Treasure 2. If you care. Which you shouldn't. Because it REALLY sucked. Seriously. These spoilers could save your life. And your wallet. Is this movie worth $7.50? I think not.
Dang it, Nathan!!! He saw "National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets" with his friends and said it was AWESOME, so my mom took me to see it on base, and it pretty much sucked.
AAAAARGH, Helen Mirren (statement revised due to complaints made by the author's mother) has larger bosoms than I do!!! They're all taut and apple-y like they're supposed to be in the prime of your youth! And she's like 80!!! She and Jon Voight have absolutely NO chemistry whatsoever. She's a pretty good actress (kind of creepy....), but Jon Voight wasn't even trying. How is he Angelina Jolie's father??? Argh, he annoys me, and he never realized his phone had been cloned.
Nicolas Cage can't act, either, and he has a widow's peak. Not that that's a bad thing. Ian Mckellan (sp?) has one, too, but he's a better actor.
I never liked that stupid Abigail girl. I kept screaming internally, "DITCH HER! DITCH HER!"
Riley was probably the best character. Added semi-obvious-but-still-fairly-funny comic relief. And he's still pretty cute.
OMG, opening scene when John Wilkes Booth propositions Thomas Gates? Wait, let me rephrase that, because that statement sounded sexual. Whatever, I'll leave it. But you know that scene? Am I the only one who finds Thomas Gates really attractive??? He looked like an older 1856 version of Patrick Stump. Too bad he died after 5 minutes. At least he saved his country. His son was super annoying, as are all little boys in action movies. Or any movie.
Waaaait, I'm still confused; how did finding the City of Gold prove that Thomas Gates wasn't a conspirator in the assassination of Abraham Lincoln? City of Gold...diary page with Thomas Gates' name on it...ABSOLUTELY NO CORRELATION.
And the bad guy? Way too Southern for my taste. And how did he go, in the last few minutes, from, "Ben Gates must sacrifice himself or I'll kill his girlfriend," to, "I'll sacrifice myself to save you, your parents, your pretty cute/nerdy assistant, and your girlfriend as long as you give me credit for finding the City of Gold." And he gets crushed by the door? And you see his body? But they wanted the door closed? And his body got in the way? MAKES NO SENSE!
And the City of Gold suddenly has no water/waterfalls once the President is on the scene? Ooooookay.
EW, Randy Travis was at the president's birthday party!!! I would NOT have voted that guy into the Oval Office. He was probably a Democrat, lol. But as soon as I saw Randy Travis, I kept thinking about "The Wager", and how saving a little boy from his mom's abusive boyfriend was MORE IMPORTANT THAN WINNING AN OSCAR!!!!
"I'm sorry I screwed your entire family over, Benjamin Gates, but I wanted to make my mark on history."
The clues didn't really make any sense in this one. And the action was pretty lame, because Nicolas Cage was always the last one and they'd be like, "He won't make it," but it's Nicolas Cage, and without him, THERE IS NO MOVIE.
So yeah, I pretty much loved it. Sort of. I'd buy the DVD just for the opening scene and Patrick Stump's dad.
Enough of that.
There was a study session at Jessica's house today, and her dog randomly licked us and slapped Kevin's butt??? But we got a lot of the math packet done. And then we harassed Connor and ate pizza.
Kedino!!
Is there a reason people think Noon Day Sun is a rap group??? Three emolicious girls with guitars and a Pete Wentzish bass player don't exactly scream, "Hip-hop."
I just used the word emolicious.
I'm going to hell.
Pretty much.
I bought a Brian Dixen band CD!!!