Shea is such a lazy bum...
Written @ 2:09 am on Friday, Jun. 13, 2003

I can't believed I missed Adri's rant on Michael, was it amongst the whole Johnny thing? Because then it would be understandable but otherwise I must flog myself. Flog. That is still such a great word.

Ok, I didn't want to mention this in the last entry because damn I was gushing enough but it has to be said. Ewan McGreggor is THE perfect man. In every way shape and form. He's my perfect guy. Blue eyes, brown hair, Scottish accent, funny, can sing in a way that makes me melt, and just damn HOT!

Only problem is he's all older and married and stuff. Damn. That was like the one thing not in my criteria.

Moving on...The whole Disneyland thing can't happen of course thanks to the evil bitch monster of death that is also known as my father. Ah well, lets not think about that.

Shea made a really good entry tonight based off a fascinating argument we had about her being lazy. Which she totally is. I mean, she'll get schoolwork done and stuff but that's just because she's too lazy to think of a good excuse to not do it. Geez, what a lazy ass!

My brother's birthday was yesterday. Totally took me by surprise, I had no idea it was that far into June, who knew?! I got him a good game for his playstation 2 though so he was happy. I also got a game for myself, that Dead or Alive Beach Volleyball game, which is surprisingly addictive. Even though all those girls in skimpy bikinis makes it seem like a total guy game I had to get it because I love volleyball and I wanted to see if I'd like virtual volleyball as much.

It turned out to be the girliest game I've ever seen. The whole point of the game is to play volleyball to get money that you can lose or double in a casino and then go shopping with it. Yeah, that's all you do. Play volleyball, gamble and shop. It is SO my kind of game. That should be my life. I also wouldn't mind looking like those girls either.

Getting back to the whole birthday thing though, whenever my brother's birthday comes up everyone starts asking me what I want for my birthday and what I'm going to do for my birthday. It's in a month and a half or so already. I've only got that much left of being 20. Damn the man!

I feel like I should do something spectacular for this birthday but I don't want to spend money that can be used towards getting me lots and lots of much needed presents and so that's kind of limiting. I think I'm finally getting the giant trampoline I've been asking for since birth though so that's good.

So I've considered going to Vegas, but the only real attraction about being there for my 21st would be that I could gamble, which isn't really of that much interest to me. Well, it is, I do enjoy it but it tends to take my money away from me, of which I am not a fan of. Plus, it gets boring after a while. All I'd do in Vegas I can already do. Shop and go on rides.

Then there's Disneyland, which just seems odd to go for my 21st but it's where I always want to go for my birthday so that makes sense. It's not looking like there's going to be any other time I'll be able to go.

Then there's always the option of just doing the usual bash at a local hotel. It just seems so...done. I've done that, with a couple exceptions, since the 5th grade.

What I should do is have a big bash in Europe. Preferebly in a castle chock full of hot Scots in kilts. Sounds like a plan.

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