Dear Ian,
Sorry I skipped last week- I was having some technology issues... Someone (who may or may not have been me) left a large mug of tea sitting next to my computer and then Rolly tried to dunk his face in it, because apparently that's what rabbits do, so my computer got a nice tea bath. But it's doing better now.
Speaking of technology, my sister just got an iPad. Not even a week before my birthday. Ouch. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for her, but like.... really bro? That stings.
So as I've told you before, Rolly thinks he's some kind of rapper who's in charge of everything and just does what he wants, despite the fact that he weighs approximately two pounds and looks like a stuffed animal. Yesterday I walked in on him attempting (quite successfully, I might add) to push Fischer off of the couch with his tiny little nose. This little nugget was totally trying to seatjack my 70 pound horse of a dog. It was ridiculous. I've concluded that Rolly is getting a little big for his britches and did not give him carrots today. I know, I really brought the smack down.
I've taken to keeping myself informed on the goings-on of the world by watching Stephen Colbert and Chelsea. Seriously. That's how I get my news now. It's partly because watching actual news channels makes me want to give up all hope and partly because they are just much funner (I said it and I don't take it back, so there spellcheck) people.
I'm trying to think of something to do for my birthday. Do you have any ideas? You should know that I demand that you come back for whatever I do end up doing, and also fully acknowledge that you can't.
The new Harry Potter is out on DVD and I STILL have not seen it. I'm just speechless. Clearly the universe has suffered an immense lapse in judgement.
I was listening to Sarah Palin on TV the other day (I don't even want to talk about how it happened) and I have to say, I see what she means. Obama clearly has a terrorist name, and he looks vaguely like a terrorist, therefore if we reelect him, the terrorists win! Bam. Done and done.
How's Hotchkiss?
Love Mia
April 19, 2011
April 8, 2011
FRIDAY
Dearest Ian,
My sincerest apologies for not having posted anything for four days. My interwebs are jankity jank.
So I was doing my English work today, just, y'know, skimming through pages, generally putting in as little effort as possible, and it was all going splendidly until BAAM. Two-hundred word essay. Yes, I generally write more than two-hundred word blog posts here, so I know that it wouldn't exactly be a challenge, but I'm still left thinking "Umm...what the hell man?" Up to now, everything has just been "Read this, answer this, make this chart, etc." and now suddenly they want me to do real work? Well sir, I shan't be party to such nonsense. At least not until Monday.
Do you recall the movie Anastasia? It is some of the finest cinematography that I have ever had the privilege to behold, and I choose to live in renunciation of the fact that it is also utter nonsense. Along with a gripping (and TOTALLY LEGIT) story line, it has an absolutely splendid score, including the song Once Upon A December, which I spent a fair portion of yesterday learning. So now... I know that song I guess. And I also have like three hours of chemistry to catch up on. Gross.
Yesterday I was in a heated quarrel with my brother when I started making threats in Spanish. I was as confused as he was. I still haven't the slightest idea where I got any of it from, but my vocabulary is now considerably more colorful!
Also, this:
If that isn't just cuddles on toast, I don't know what is.
Words With Friends Ridiculous Word of the Day: "Unmeetly"
-Definition: Too grotesque to be said aloud for fear of inducing vomiting and/or inflicting soul rape. "Words like moist and ointment are absolutely unmeetly and should be expunged from the English language."
I have to go find Rolly before he jumps into the toilet again (yeah, that happened). Au revoir!
Love Mia
My sincerest apologies for not having posted anything for four days. My interwebs are jankity jank.
So I was doing my English work today, just, y'know, skimming through pages, generally putting in as little effort as possible, and it was all going splendidly until BAAM. Two-hundred word essay. Yes, I generally write more than two-hundred word blog posts here, so I know that it wouldn't exactly be a challenge, but I'm still left thinking "Umm...what the hell man?" Up to now, everything has just been "Read this, answer this, make this chart, etc." and now suddenly they want me to do real work? Well sir, I shan't be party to such nonsense. At least not until Monday.
Do you recall the movie Anastasia? It is some of the finest cinematography that I have ever had the privilege to behold, and I choose to live in renunciation of the fact that it is also utter nonsense. Along with a gripping (and TOTALLY LEGIT) story line, it has an absolutely splendid score, including the song Once Upon A December, which I spent a fair portion of yesterday learning. So now... I know that song I guess. And I also have like three hours of chemistry to catch up on. Gross.
Yesterday I was in a heated quarrel with my brother when I started making threats in Spanish. I was as confused as he was. I still haven't the slightest idea where I got any of it from, but my vocabulary is now considerably more colorful!
Also, this:
If that isn't just cuddles on toast, I don't know what is.
Words With Friends Ridiculous Word of the Day: "Unmeetly"
-Definition: Too grotesque to be said aloud for fear of inducing vomiting and/or inflicting soul rape. "Words like moist and ointment are absolutely unmeetly and should be expunged from the English language."
I have to go find Rolly before he jumps into the toilet again (yeah, that happened). Au revoir!
Love Mia
April 4, 2011
MONDAY
Dear Ian,
Today, I decided to longboard down a large hill. I'm sure you can imagine how that went, but I'll tell you about it anyway.
I, feeling very confident in my longboarding abilities after having successfully rounded a corner, set my sights on one of the larger slopes near my house. I've seen people cruise down it before, and if they can do it without wiping out, I thought, surely so could I. Alas, twas not so. As it turns out, years of experience are not actually entirely worthless, a fact of which I became painfully aware as I lay, dazed, in the bush that so kindly discontinued my descent.
Crackerjack thinker that I am, I also chose today to try boarding barefoot for the first time because I read somewhere that it helps you "connect with the ground," which in turn improves balance. And you know what? It did help me connect with the ground. It helped me connect my face with the ground. So thanks a freaking boatload, internet. I now have several family-sized bruises and a much closer, more understanding relationship with gravity.
Longboarding debacle aside, it's been a pretty top-notch day. I ate some Kerbey Lane pancakes, liberated some crayons from my sister's desk, and rendered a decidedly superior portrait of a giraffe before concluding my evening by sitting back and taking in one of the classiest programs on air: Chelsea Lately.
As always, let the record show that a respectable amount of schoolwork was completed.
Alright, off to bed with me. Toodles!
Love Mia
Today, I decided to longboard down a large hill. I'm sure you can imagine how that went, but I'll tell you about it anyway.
I, feeling very confident in my longboarding abilities after having successfully rounded a corner, set my sights on one of the larger slopes near my house. I've seen people cruise down it before, and if they can do it without wiping out, I thought, surely so could I. Alas, twas not so. As it turns out, years of experience are not actually entirely worthless, a fact of which I became painfully aware as I lay, dazed, in the bush that so kindly discontinued my descent.
Crackerjack thinker that I am, I also chose today to try boarding barefoot for the first time because I read somewhere that it helps you "connect with the ground," which in turn improves balance. And you know what? It did help me connect with the ground. It helped me connect my face with the ground. So thanks a freaking boatload, internet. I now have several family-sized bruises and a much closer, more understanding relationship with gravity.
Longboarding debacle aside, it's been a pretty top-notch day. I ate some Kerbey Lane pancakes, liberated some crayons from my sister's desk, and rendered a decidedly superior portrait of a giraffe before concluding my evening by sitting back and taking in one of the classiest programs on air: Chelsea Lately.
As always, let the record show that a respectable amount of schoolwork was completed.
Alright, off to bed with me. Toodles!
Love Mia
March 31, 2011
THURSDAY
Dearest Ian,
Today was odd, but in a good way! I started off the day by trying out my new longboard. It was rad, brah. The only thing is that the streets in my neighborhood are weirdly, unnecessarily bumpy (ahem, conspiracy against children) so you can't get much speed, and also if you fall off you freaking die. So there was that. But other than the potentially fatal asphalt, it was a fun time.
Then I did Latin and Chemistry work. It was stupid and for tools.
I wrote a new song. I can't usually sit down and just write a full song, but this time it worked out, which was great. It's actually a poem that I expanded into a song because I liked it and was bored enough. It's about my weird infatuation with yellow Christmas lights, and it ended up in 3/4 timing which means it's kind of waltzy... which is weird. Yesterday I wrote a really rocking, kind of Strokes-y song, the whole week before that I'd been writing jazzy songs, and today I wrote a slow, folksy, waltzish song. I think it's because I was listening to the Tennessee Waltz yesterday. Or maybe I've got musical ADD. Probably both. Either way, I can't get the vocals on the new song just how I want them right now because I am plagued by these cursed allergies. Allergies are also stupid and for tools.
Presently, I am alone in my house as my entire family has disappeared. Maybe I should be worried, but I'm not going to question it. If they don't come back by Sunday, I'll try their cell phones.
Words With Friends Ridiculous Word of the Day: "vug"
-Definition: A pug (yes, the dog)-shaped vacuum. Similar to a normal vacuum, but for tools. "Earlier I spilled some of my stupid organic fake Cheetos on the equally stupid organic hemp rug I bought at one of the stupid organic hipster stores that I shop at, so I had to dig my vug out from under my collection of ironic t shirts."
Also, I just got to the part in Weeds where Agrestic burns down, and now they are in Ren Mar with the cranky grandpa and the comatose, Yiddish-speaking grandma whose death Andy and the boys are currently plotting.
I wanna hear more about this play you're in! It sounds interesting.
That's all for tonight, kids. Cheers!
Love Mia
Today was odd, but in a good way! I started off the day by trying out my new longboard. It was rad, brah. The only thing is that the streets in my neighborhood are weirdly, unnecessarily bumpy (ahem, conspiracy against children) so you can't get much speed, and also if you fall off you freaking die. So there was that. But other than the potentially fatal asphalt, it was a fun time.
Then I did Latin and Chemistry work. It was stupid and for tools.
I wrote a new song. I can't usually sit down and just write a full song, but this time it worked out, which was great. It's actually a poem that I expanded into a song because I liked it and was bored enough. It's about my weird infatuation with yellow Christmas lights, and it ended up in 3/4 timing which means it's kind of waltzy... which is weird. Yesterday I wrote a really rocking, kind of Strokes-y song, the whole week before that I'd been writing jazzy songs, and today I wrote a slow, folksy, waltzish song. I think it's because I was listening to the Tennessee Waltz yesterday. Or maybe I've got musical ADD. Probably both. Either way, I can't get the vocals on the new song just how I want them right now because I am plagued by these cursed allergies. Allergies are also stupid and for tools.
Presently, I am alone in my house as my entire family has disappeared. Maybe I should be worried, but I'm not going to question it. If they don't come back by Sunday, I'll try their cell phones.
Words With Friends Ridiculous Word of the Day: "vug"
-Definition: A pug (yes, the dog)-shaped vacuum. Similar to a normal vacuum, but for tools. "Earlier I spilled some of my stupid organic fake Cheetos on the equally stupid organic hemp rug I bought at one of the stupid organic hipster stores that I shop at, so I had to dig my vug out from under my collection of ironic t shirts."
Also, I just got to the part in Weeds where Agrestic burns down, and now they are in Ren Mar with the cranky grandpa and the comatose, Yiddish-speaking grandma whose death Andy and the boys are currently plotting.
I wanna hear more about this play you're in! It sounds interesting.
That's all for tonight, kids. Cheers!
Love Mia
March 29, 2011
March 28, 2011
MONDAY
Okay, yeah, technically it is Tuesday now but whatever. Let's begin:
Today started off quite nicely. I rolled out of bed (metaphorically of of course, rolling out of my bed would be quite painful) bright and early at approximately 11pm. I strolled into the kitchen to find two Maria's tacos sitting on the counter for me. They were freaking amazing. While I was devouring said tacos, I also unlocked a new level of Fragger. This may sound trivial to you sir, but let me assure you, it is no laughing matter. You see, I have been stuck on this one, god damned level of Fragger for approximately four months. I'd all but given up on this which had previously been my favorite game ever when I discovered the "skip" button. Problem solved. And then I beat like three levels.
My second project of the day was to put up Christmas lights in my room. I'm not a fan of the harsh light that my fan emits, but natural light only lasts for so long and unfortunately, candles just weren't cutting it. I, artistic savant that I am, came up with the (some might say) ingenious plan of using Christmas lights when it's not Christmas. I know, it sounds cray cray, but I've not gone round the bend quite yet. They actually work well! They have a very nice, soft yellowish hue which I find to be rather enjoyable. I've included a picture of my handiwork for your viewing pleasure:
I think that there needs to be a more efficient way to transfer CDs into iTunes. I had at least twenty CDs that I needed to transfer today and they must have taken at least fifteen minutes each, which wouldn't be awful except that I had so many! I simply haven't the patience for that sort of thing! Also, I think I broke the dingdanger in my computer that controls CDs because every time I put one in, the computer makes a sound as if it's about to take off. It's rather alarming if you're not expecting it.
The allergies in Texas are terrible right now. I'm not sure what it is in the air but I haven't been able to talk or breathe for a week! I'm lodging a formal complaint with the President of Science about this. He and I have been conversing regularly since I sent him that letter requesting always cold pillows (which I still don't have, by the way).
Words With Friends Ridiculous Word of the Day: "Immy"
-Definition: Spaceboot. Similar to a land boot, only worn in space. "Your left immy is untied, you fool!"
Alright homespice, that's all I've got for tonight. Hoping all's well at Hotchicks. On the morrow then!
Love Mia
P.S. I should mention that there was some schoolwork done at some point...
March 25, 2011
FRIDAY
This morning, I was awoken by my father entering my room holding Rolly. He informed me that this tiny nugget had hopped into his bed and crawled onto his face, waking him up. Seeing as Rolly is currently crawling across my keyboard, I think I believe it. I thought that his story was hysterical, but dad unfortunately did not feel the same way.
How could you not love this?
I read an article today that said that the people with the most accurate political knowledge are frequent viewers of not Fox, not CNN, but Comedy Central. Yes, they get their news from Stephen Colbert and Jon Stewart. It just so happens, I get my news from them (but mostly from Chelsea Lately). Anyways, I'm not sure of the accuracy of those figures, but assuming that they are correct, it would seem to imply, being as The Daily Show and The Colbert Report are both left-leaning programs, that democrats are more politically knowledgeable (GASP)! But IT CANNOT BE! I for one am shocked.
Then, I drank a smoothie. It was delicious, except that it tasted like someone had added a dash of hipster.
But what about school, you ask? Oh, Ian, your naivety is endearing. I HAVE CONQUERED SCHOOL. And by that I mean that I did like two assignments in Chemistry and I'm currently mulling over the prospect of a chapter of history. It's a very involved process, thinking about working. It takes up a good portion of my day.
Later, I plan on refilling my coffee mug, taking my evening stroll, and then rearranging my collection of hippo's teeth. How do I do it all? Well Ian, it takes a little sass, and a lot of class.
Oh, I'm also going to a folk music show at an overpriced coffee shop. You can't win them all.
I was playing Words With Friends yesterday with my friend and, a bit desperate, I started playing random letters, hoping that they would be words. And wouldn't you know it, apparently "ratooned" is a word.
Words With Friends Ridiculous Word of the Day: "Ratooned"
-Definition: To stab something with a fork. Similar to harpooned, only with a piece of dinnerware. "Fear not, gentle folk, for I shall ratoon the loose hipster!"
Well, I should be getting back to my studies (ha...). Hope everything at school is good, and tell Eva I say hi because I liked her. Also, is it just me or is that 30 Rock live show theme song disgustingly catchy?
Love Mia
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