tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129532502011-04-21T23:28:26.163-04:00My crankiness is vented! Sweet delicious blog-like release. If this lasts more than a week, I will have accomplished something.Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16728281563980083606noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12953250.post-1116617985963449782005-05-20T15:38:00.000-04:002005-05-20T15:41:04.226-04:00Seriously. How could you make fun of a planet as fucking cool as Uranus?<br /><br /><img src="<a href=" />http://www.sarkanniemi.fi/oppimateriaali/tahtiakatemia/kuvat/aurinkokunta/uranus.jpg</a></a>"><br /><br />It's on its side! Look at it!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12953250-111661798596344978?l=kittyloaf719.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16728281563980083606noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12953250.post-1116529320616160622005-05-19T14:59:00.000-04:002005-05-19T15:02:00.620-04:00If I could be a scientist... I suppose I wouldn't be allowed to laugh at the enginerds anymore.<br />If I could be a doctor...<br /> If I could be a painter...A surrealist revival is in order.<br />If I could be a gardener...<br />If I could be a missionary...<br />If I could be an athlete... Professional skateboarder. Duh.<br />If I could be a lawyer..<br />.If I could be an innkeeper...<br /> If I could be a llama rider...<br />If I could be a bonnie pirate...<br />If I could be an astronaut...don't laugh, but I actually want to see Uranus. It's tilted on its side. I can only imagine how cool that must look.<br />If I could be a world famous blogger...<br />If I could be a justice on any one court in the world...<br /> If I could be married to any current famous political figure... Mayor O'Malley, baby.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12953250-111652932061616062?l=kittyloaf719.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16728281563980083606noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12953250.post-1116382388132932152005-05-17T22:07:00.000-04:002005-05-17T22:13:08.136-04:00I should've gone to the doctor today.<br /><br />Now it hurts again, and moreso. ::stupid::<br /><br />At any rate, I still got a sweet new pair of Reefs, and I've got a decent direction for my paper. It's just writing the stupid thing that I don't feel like doing. Still, the implications of Chernobyl's effects on International health laws are <em>sort of</em> interesting, I guess.<br /><br />Going with Mom tomorrow to drop Char back at school. I hope she stays out of trouble this time. She's nearing her final strikes, I suspect.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12953250-111638238813293215?l=kittyloaf719.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16728281563980083606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12953250.post-1116304495935518052005-05-17T00:34:00.000-04:002005-05-17T00:34:55.940-04:00What the hell is wrong with my throat?<br /><br />It hurts!<br /><br />My tonsils are swollen!<br /><br />The pain has spread to my ears!<br /><br />And there are icky white patches.<br /><br />::dies::<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12953250-111630449593551805?l=kittyloaf719.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16728281563980083606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12953250.post-1116290150801358842005-05-16T20:29:00.000-04:002005-05-16T20:35:50.806-04:00Since this is for venting bile, I think I'll begin here.<br /><br />1. I hate, hate, hate artichokes. There were artichokes in my spaghetti sauce this evening. I was not amused.<br /><br />2. Why are my ex-boyfriends all a) pretentious, b) jerks, or c) in need of a good kick in the pants? A guy I dated about... let's say 6 years ago... he's a music major. Thus, he is the most important human being ever. He wrote a thesis on Blue Oyster Cult. He worships at the altar of Boston.<em> BOSTON</em>, for fuck's sake. They aren't even good! For a period of time, he had a ponytail and wore biker boots. And this is a frail, pasty nerd we're talking about here. And the guitar? Total compensation tactic. And today, he took a picture of his new tattoo, on his pasty, flabby bicep. And it's terrible. And I know I shouldn't, but I think that's really really funny.<br /><br />3. Steve's in California until next week. Dammit.<br /><br />4. The Chernobyl essay <em>still</em> hasn't written itself. I'm getting impatient.<br /><br />More later. Cranky now.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12953250-111629015080135884?l=kittyloaf719.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16728281563980083606noreply@blogger.com1