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Keep me from the gallows pole

Note: I've had to add another note because my last note got to rambly. This entry is pure randomness and nonsense and rambling, and I'm advising you for your own health and sanity that you don't need to read it. Skip down to one of my other much more interesting entries. Because this is not worth your time.

Note: This entry is rather long and really about nothing, so you don't really need to read it. I'm just saving you time, because I love you. Well, not really. Unless you are, well, one of a long list of people that I don't even know. But you aren't. Well. Maybe you are. There's one of you that may be here. But probably not. Which makes me sad. But also happy, because I don't want you to read my blog. Because you would think I'm some silly little girl, which I am. But not at all times. I'm just really bored. And tired. Which makes for an unstable me. But in Toronto look to your right and look for my green hat and say hello to me, please. Because I would be so happy the rest of my life. I mean, even happier than when Ringo waved to me, because those girls in the front all waved back, so I guess it wasn't really me he was waving to. But please wave to me. I would really appreciate it.

I. Am. So. Bored.

I've been bored for hours. Mindlessly playing a game of Free cell. Pressing the "Stumble" button. Searching for a random word or phrase. Checking out a random site in my never used bookmarks folders. But nothing seems to satisfy my need to do something. I don't want to go to sleep. I'm getting tired, but for the past few hours I haven't been tired, so I couldn't sleep.

But if I go lie down, I'm still not going to sleep for hours. I'm going to think.

Oh, dear, what can I do?

I mean, today I was so bored I started working on that Bibliography generator program I started back in Computer Science. I attempted to read a tutorial to learn how to make a Flash game. I brushed my teeth because there was just NOTHING. ELSE. TO. DO!

When I start working on projects I've set aside for a long time, that means I'M REALLY BORED. No, not the brushing teeth. But I mean, the Flash game for my rock n roll website, well, that I've not worked on for nearly a year. Or something.

It's surprising I didn't start working on that rock opera again. But I guess I drew the line there.

I learned how to play Our House and Milky Way Tonight on guitar. Pretty cool.

Robert Plant was on TV on some show with his new band. I started watching, but I didn't know the first song, so I was just like, whatever. I was like "Robert! Hair! Guh! Still lovely!" But then when it showed him close up… well… yeah. No. *shakes head*

I really wanted to hear him sing Gallows Pole because it's been stuck in my head alllll day. Swingin' from the gallows PO PO PO PO PO! HANG MAN! HANG MAN! Uh huh AH HA HAAAA uh huh AH HA HAAAAAA uh huh AH HA AH HA uh huh AH HA AH HA…

Yesterday I had King Midas in Reverse stuck in my head, then I watched Charles in Charge, and Buddy was knocking at the door, and it sounded like Catch A Wave, so then I had that stuck in my head.

When I was watching The Wall and listening to The Hollies it was really freaky. There was this part where the main character was with his girlfriend or a groupie or something, but anyway, she took of her shirt but you just saw her shadow and I was listening to King Midas in Reverse and it was FREAKING HILARIOUS because he's like "oh I can't show you that" and I was like HA HA HA. Even though those weren't the real lyrics. But it seemed to fit.

Uhm.

I'll light the fire while you place the flowers in the vase that you bought today.

Milky Way Tonight was so much freaking awesomer live than the CD version. Because that was just bloody lovely live and I immediately fell in love with that song.

When we saw Ringo, Sheila E's like "I'd like to introduce to you a man who is beautiful and talented and has touched people all around the world…." and goes on and on about how wonderful he is, and then she's like "I'm sorry, Paul McCartney couldn't be here tonight" and I was like HAHAHHAHAHAA OHHHH MAN.

I was looking at some website that was really awful and had Pokemon on it and you couldn't read anything and stuff and it was just awful. And then I just had this moment like "whoa, wouldn't that be weird if I found some site and was like 'how awful' and then it was actually a site I made when I was like nine?" That one wasn't my site, but HA HA. That'd be hilarious.

Remember Crazy Bones? They used to have a website and you could make a page with pictures of Crazy Bones and a description or something, and you choose the background or whatever. I picked out some Crazy Bones and beside one of them I said it reminded me of this boy I really didn't like, and I put his real name. I showed the site to my mom and she's like "you shouldn't put someone's real name on the Internet!" so then I felt really bad after.

I'm so mad that I can't find the Bell Boy magazine on eBay. Now, I thought there was somewhere I read or heard or something that it was an actual magazine. I mean, I suppose only one issue, but still. And I never got it, it's Bell Boy like Play Boy. And the centerfold is Keith! AHAHAHAHA. Na na, na na na na, na na na na nana na na na! Angel's in the centerfold! Na na…

How stupid are these people on Beat the Geeks? He has to name as many kids on the Simpsons in 15 seconds and he gets like 5. I got like 10 in 2 seconds. Bart, Lisa, Maggie, Ralph, Sherri, Terri, Rodd, Todd, Martin, Wendell, Milhouse, Database… I mean, freaking hell. Don't challenge the geek if you don't know what you're talking about!

I'm starting to get pretty tired now. But I REALLY can't go to bed! I don't want to think… thinking bad…

Is it in my heaaaad? Is it in my heaaaad?

As a kid, I always said I'd live with my parents forever. But I really want to go to university and stay in residence there. I think my parents are kind of offended by that. It's not I want to get *away* from them, I want to go *towards* being normal and social and independent. But still coming home on weekends for food and laundry.

The other day, I was reading the Recent Deaths on Wikipedia. Then later in the day I looked again, and there were two new people added. I didn't know who they were, but it's weird to think in the morning when I woke up and looked, they were still alive, but by the end of the day they weren't.

Dead Like Me's on tomorrow. I'm not getting up early though. I can't. I need to sleep in.

I had some dream a few days ago and I suppose it was lucid. It was strange. It was really rainy and yucky, so I started singing "rain rain go away" and then "it's a beautiful day" (a la U2). Then it wasn't rainy anymore. Then I was in the Sims, and I was at Keith Moon's mansion, but Davy Jones and his family was living there.

Will could very well win Big Brother. In the beginning it didn't look too good, but Chilltown is almost flying under the radar. Didn't think it could happen. In the beginning I thought "he shouldn't have came on the show, because he did it so perfectly before. He can't win. If he doesn't win, it's just not the same." But you know, it could happen.

I liked Season 6 in the beginning. But honestly, after four weeks of them winning HOH, I wanted someone else to win. And I'm a fan of James, so when he left the alliance, I started to root for Legion of Doom. Will and James, my two favourites, in a somewhat alliance together. So, cool. And Janelle HOH AGAIN? Ohh man. No not Erika, if you don't already know. Just wait until Sunday. I had some dream last night that Janelle visited my Monkees dress up game every day or something. I think I'm reading too much of those live feed stuff.

Uuuugh. I don't feel like writing. I've been coming to my blog for hours, thinking about writing, but then not. Because I have nothing to write about.

Maybe I'll go read something. Yeah.

Ohh. Crap. My light's downstairs. In the HQ. Shit.

Ohh well.