lyssie | *sings* With your bright yellow gun, you own the sun

And I think I need a little poison....

Happysigh. I knew there was a reason I liked Throwing Muses...

Worked today, on about five hours' sleep. Bad me for staying up until 8am... er. oops.

Watched various things. Including bits of 'A Life Less Ordinary'. I hate editing for TV. Bah. Will rent it so I can let mom watch it. Since I think she'd like it.

Empire Records was on *woohoo*. So was Final Destination. Wahey. And Clue--Tim Curry, baby. Other things, too. Eh. Wasn't allfun. I think I'm a TV Funhouse addict. Which is sad, since it's a bad bad show with much crudeness. Same goes for Red Green, but in a slightly different way.

Of course, with Red Green, I get to say, "Hey, Dad actually thought we could make a raft from empty soda bottles..." and stuff like that.

I love my dad, but...

I have found myself unwittingly writing Mummy fanfic. God help me.

Lynx's fault, of course. Sigh. I have no background in archeaology, and no knowledge about Egypt. Except I've never been there. Whee.

hrm. Distracted now. bye.

OH. Wait!

I'm going to WizardWorld. Thanks to the wonderful IceWing, who can drive through on his way. *wheeee*

I get to meet Ems and Timey and Indi and IceWing and, and! B and Jim and Mike, I'd bet. Not sure who else. But. Wheeeeeeeeeeeee!! :)

sings With your bright yellow gun, you own the sun

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