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08 June 2001 @ 04:40 pm
Snotty Snob!  
Guess what? I'M SNOBBY!
Naw! That just made my day in about eighty kinds of ways. Seriously, though, I don't mind being called a snob because I am. Comes from the royal genetics and being raised at preppy private schools and what not. Being a genius helps too.
So what did I do today? I joined the Dexter Freebish Street Team, because I am really liking that band right now. 'Cuz I remember how we shared time together and we used to say that the stars are forever until you dreamed about how to make your life better by leaving town I just love that song...
Anyway, so I'm jabbering on the phone to Davy (Yeah, we're friends again...if you ever get in a fight with someone, tell them you dreamed about them. Even if they aren't talking to you, that usually makes them curious enough that they'll talk to you again. Or else they yell at you again, but whatever works, no da?) and my computer starts to fritz out on me and it looked like it was going to explode. Seriously, there were little puffs of steam or something coming out of the zip drive. So I spent about half an hour chanting and sending prayers to the CPU God, sending him sacrifices of floppy disks and only homework file .docs. He was feeling merciful, I guess, because my computer's back to normal. Maybe it was just having PMS or something...funny, I thought my computer was a dude...
Anyway, so Davy ended up coming over to look at the computer (he doesn't know anything about them, but he thinks he does. Guys and all their issues, each in a seperate plastic baggie.) and he poked it with a stick (this really happened) and then ate the rest of my mom's birthday cake. Great people, them British.
So that's what I did today. And that's all, folks!