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
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