Honey, what the heck are you doing?

A very much used sentence in the last few days. E and me had lot of fun, including drinking, eating, the net, TV, films, eating, swimming, taking photos and swimming. XD

And we often call each other honey, don't ask why, thereby "honey, what the heck are you doing?" came into use, after the end of the music video for Bowling for Soup's 1985. Talking about soup, I just had a delicious cup of broccoli-soup with added soup. Yummy!

I think my cousin started to wonder if we were dating, but we are not, I promise!

We also discovered that her tits are firmer than mine, not something anyone needed to know. Mine are all saggy and weird, hers are nice. 

Made a header, but I think I'll edit it sometimes, I wasn't struck with inspiration at the moment. The view-counter-thing is mostly depressing me, but whatever.

What's the difference between a circus and a strip club? 

The circus has a bunch of cunning stunts... XD

Got it? I'll explain anyway: The strip club have a lot of stunning cunts. LOL!

Michael, Michael, Michael Fuck You Jackson

Just wanted to check out the news. All I can see is that MJ is officially dead. I've had my drink, resulting in a long talk with my mother and step-father, we started with Jackson, then God, dogs at work, work, God, sex, love and enjoying life, sex and love and I think we got stuck there. Weird night, but fun.

Back to Jackson, don't think I don't care about him, he was a great singer and I love his songs, but I'm happy he's dead. He turned into an albino attention-whore in his later years. I have no problem listening to his music and enjoying it for what it is, great songs, but on a personal level I don't care about him.

My favorites are probably Thriller, Billy-Jean and Bad, all which are from the eighties, when he was actually cool. During the nineties he slipped off to something stranger and during this millennium... Oh man, how can one man get into so much stupid shit? 

I can honestly say I don't like the things he popped up during the last fifteen-twenty years.

With that being said, I would be surprised if he have faked the whole thing and in two or five or ten years "returns from the dead". It all seems a little suspicious to me, he was about to have a loads of concerts and publicly, the press knew right away, his family was ready to show up and make a show, he is known to make scams about his health.

Anyway, as a summation, I'm sure it's horrible for his family now that he is (supposed to be) dead, but I'm not one of them and will continue to listen to his old songs regardless of that. 

And hey, every drink in the house was full the night Michael Jackson died! XD God, I'm the queen of cheesy puns!

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"A bomb blast kills at least 69 people and injures more than 150 others in the Sadr City area of Baghdad, Iraq."

Now, why don't we hear any more about this? Last time I checked sixty-nine is sixty-eight more than one, regardless of "King of Pop" or not!

Loads of stuff

Watching Angela's Ashes for probably the fifth time, because it wasn't anything better on and it is a good movie. Look, I'm typing while watching the movie, can't end well! XD

A week or so ago I understood what the comment there about tits being "great, floppy things with soft things at the end, like dogs' noses." I

 was in front of the mirror, topless and I was so warm my nipples did in fact resemble dogs' noses. That's in the category of things you really don't need to know, but do anyway.

And, Devon Murray plays young Malachy there and he's just so cute. Now, in the latest Harry Potter-movies he's still cute, but in a different way.

Went from this:

To this:

And in the end to this:
Not bad, any of them. :D

Turns our part of Half-Blood Prince is filmed in Norway, more precisely the train-scenes. Didn't get any snow in Scotland during the filming, so WB decided to move it to Gudbrandsdalen, wooo! Source.

Just participated in a quiz to win tickets to HPB, doubt I'll win, it's basically random pickings, the questions are just to make people think they have to know something to win.

Rumours about Michael Jackson flies high now, but he isn't confirmed to be dead yet, i.e. his body is still breathing/pumping blood around, by what we know at the time. When he do bite the dust, I'm having a drink! Sounds cold-hearted? To me Jackson have been dead since the eighties, he haven't been cool since Thriller was fresh in the shops and lately have looked... Well, I suspect my father to look better. *Shudder* If it turns out to be a fraud the whole thing, I won't be shocked.

On a completely other, random note, I dreamt it was December 6th (the day my father died) and I didn't notice until the evening. Or it may actually have happened and I just recalled it. Doesn't matter, I can talk (or in this case, write) about it, which means I'm moving on a bit. 

And now, some music!

I just fell in love with that song!

Remember when you were young?

When Britney was the coolest music you could get, Lindsay played the most adorable set of female, redheaded twins and Paris was the capital of France... Things sure have changed!

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I hate the left side of my brain right now! Can't remember a word I need to write, cuz it's the perfect word, but I can't remember it! That's the kind of things that drives me up the wall. Been reading a brain-book lately, so luckily I know it's the left side of my brain being stupid now. Argh!

Post #163

Don't really have anything to write about, but you'll get some nits and bits.

- Met a cute guy, two years younger than me, but could easily pass as older. Had more bling in his ears than me. Probably won't see him again, unless I decide to go all stalkerish...

- Slept over a night at our summer-house, but had trouble actually falling asleep as I desperately needed to write something down and didn't have my mac with me. Got up, found pen and paper and discovered my hand-writing isn't as bad as I thought, not that it's good anyway.

- Can't think of anything else, except a small quote:

*Watching Top Model*

TV: ... Spunk and spirit...

E: What did she just say?

Me: Spunk and spirit and I just spat!

Yeah, pretty lame, and I'm not even sure it was spirit or something else, but... Well, I updated!

Nothing's going on around the net it seems like... Silly me want The-Starhorse to update, but that's not going to happen, cuz unlike me she probably have a life... A less suckier one, at least.

Well, my life doesn't suck so much now, it's summer and warm weather, so I'm not really complaining. :D

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Severus Snape to the Weasley-twins: “That’s what trousers are for. To keep your bum warm while you sit on the floor.”

XD Honestly! Hilarious! Found in the short fic Breakdown.

Night in the theatre

So, me and my friend went to see a movie, 17 Again. Good and funny movie, I recommend it, especially if you have nothing against staring at Zac Efron's tanned face for one and a half hour.

What time is it?

Time for quotes!

While watching the movie:

E: Yeah, have a party in that geek... Geek-station!

Me: Geek-station, pretty accurate.

And after the film was done and we were walking to the restroom I managed to call him Jack Efron, don't ask me why, I wasn't thinking when I talked, but realised something sounded wrong. XD

Plus, after my friend had told me she had to have five kids to use all the names she have picked out, I came with a little comment: "I already feel sorry for your vagina... Did I just say that out loud?" 

I seem to not know my own age, I go for children's ticket on the bus, but buy cigarettes... Yay, I got Marlboro! :D

The Bailey's survived!

Our night was great, except we had a small fight. Someone had PMS and wouldn't let someone else talk with her ex-boyfriend alone. We made up in the end, so everything's fine again now, but I'm warning you, don't get in her way when she have her period, she snaps totally!

Other than that, we're 'twinning' more and more, people will probably soon start wondering if we do some telepathy-stuff or something.

Example:

F: What's up?

Me and E in complete unison: Nothin'.

It's almost creepy and I keep entertaining myself by checking if we still have our ears. Want an explanation to that? 

Bomb, it have to do with Harry Potter! *Loud groan from the readers* Shut up! Anyway, the Weasley-twins have a habit of finishing each others sentences and saying things in unison, and George looses an ear, right? So, in my twisted mind we are like the Weasley-twins, just that we have all our ears and we're both alive. Yeah, yeah, dorky...

And yes, we didn't finish the bottle, we just took a gulp every now and then, straight from the bottle, cuz we were too lazy to get glasses.

Listening to Roxette now, great music, go check it out!

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Several times now I've had the urge to say "kiss my Irish arse!" I don't have an Irish arse! I don't even have Irish whiskey. I got Bailey's, but "kiss my Irish cream!" hardly sounds impressive. At any rate I still have an arse. XD