new years (no, not New Years)

Well, it's the last day (night, actually) of the year, and I won't go all philosophical on you. I mean, it's like any other day, except it just happens to be the last bit of the year, isn't it? And an excuse to get drunk. (Subliminal message: Don't drink and drive, you could run me over- also, you might kill yourself.)
And it's also an excuse to miss work/school. Which is always good.

My five new year's resolutions are as follows (I refuse to write "new year" with capitals)
-Try to pay attention in certain classes (Key word: try. Hee hee hee).
-Get more money... somehow.
-Sleep more.
-Buy a monkey and name it Morrison.
-Water my plants before they start to shrivel up.

My parents just called me. "Six minutes to go!" So? It's not like this year will be any different- they'll still say no to Morrison.

Laters.

P.S. I hesitated about writing about the monkey. Everybody jokes about them, it's getting a bit old. Oops, four and a half minutes to go, I have to fly.
Any other n.y. resolutions I should add?

Gimme!

To get a car in or out of the garage, you need at least two people, ideally three or four. One person to drive the car, one or two people to open and close the doors (no fancy-pants electric doors) and one person to hold Maxie on her chair so that she doesn't run away onto the street and get run over and smushed by a car.
Today I went skating with my sister. When we got back, Maxie had just found a lollipop in the yard and was sucking on it. She started to sit down on the grass to enjoy it properly, just when I started opening the doors. My dad said, "Maxie, chair!". Maxie gave him a baleful look which suggested he had interrupted something extremely important, and then grudgingly trotted over to her chair.

"Maxie, give me that."
"No!" She had that look where she opens her eyes wide and plasters her ears back.
"Maxie, drop it!"
"It's mine, I found it."
"Maxie, I'm not kidding. Give it to me."
"But its mine. Get your own."


In the end, and with the help of my mom, my dad managed to wrestle it away. Afterwards she gave us deeply accusing looks (Maxie, not my mom).

It's the 25th

So, have a nice Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa/bla.

I already knew that my family got me the Star Wars Evolutions Clone Trooper to Stormtrooper, and the Darth Vader Titanium thingy, which I just opened today. You know what else I got? Darth Vader's light saber! How cool is that? Very much so.

Oh, I also got a cookie.

On other news, the 7th Harry Potter book's title was revealed, "HP and the Deathly Hallows". As my sister pointed out, it sounds like a bad fanfic name.

Christmas, THE time to be selfish

If you want to get me something for Christmas (it's all about giving, you know) here is my wish list.

NOTE: I will be adding to this list.

1. NO chocolate. I like chocolate and all -it's yummy- but not at Christmas. So, if you were thinking of taking the easy way out and giving me chocolate, don't. (I realize this probably sounds very selfish, but really, I much prefer you just leave a comment on my blog at Christmas. Honestly. No chocolate)

2. Star Wars Evolutions Set #2 Clone Trooper to Storm Trooper. In an unscratched box, because this is for collecting, not playing. Update: Already got this- my dad bought it this afernoon. You know what else he got me? The Titanium Series Die Cast Darth Vader! How cool is that??? Very cool, that's how much. Thanks a million, Dad!

3. Star Wars Revenge of the Sith Collection 1 Darth Vader or (and?) Mace Windu. Because I have a few of these (okay, only nine. So kill me), but not Darth Vader. Which doesn't really make sense, because I do have very minor characters (e.g., the Super Battle Droid). Also well recieved would be: Shaak Ti, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Mon Mothma, Kit Fisto, Aayla Secura, C-3PO. Undamaged box please.

4. Any Lightsaber you can get your paws on. All are welcome and would be recieved warmly with a hug. Again, undamaged box, if you would be so kind.

5. Alivan's Holly 15" wand. If you subscribe to their newsletter, you'll get discounts.
http://alivans.com/custom/cart/edit0.asp?p=89594

6. Everything is Illuminated Sountrack. Because I really, really like it and since I have the Amélie one now (whoo-hoo!) , it is my top sountrack priority.

Happy Birthday to Blog

Hey, I just realized, my blog is a year old! It had its birthday on Wednesday, the 6th. I never thought I would ever be able to keep it up...
And okay, it's not terribly active, but hey. A year is a year.

Happy birthday, bloggy!

Cable yanking bastards!

I'm writing this from an Internet Café, because the power at my house has been out for over 24 hours. Yeah, I know, that sucks.
Do you want to know why it's been out? Because some genius stole a cable and left my whole block without any electricity. The disturbing bit for me is this: What in the world did they want the cable for? And when did they steal it? It wasn't at night, because I left for school yesterday morning (power) and came back in the afternoon-- no power! That means no computer, no TV, no working fridge, no photocopies, no light, toasting bread on the stove...you know the type of stuff... and also candle wax on my music book, because the emergency light wasn't bright enough.
I don't like Internet Cafés much. I mean, the guy next to me could just look over and read what I'm writing. If he happens to speak English. Not that I'm writing anything all that secret, but still. One thing I like, though, is seeing all the people walk by on the sidewalk. Most of them look in here, too.
Anyway, the missing cable is supposed to get replaced today, starting around three.

On other news, I passed my second History test. I did pretty well, this time, actually. I congratulate myself.
Nuts, I'm getting hungry.