Learn to throw your voice! Fool your friends! Fun at parties!

So someone went back to Germany England today. I don't know what else to say but ):
I remember the first year my "Boo, go to Germany" comment on my journal caused severe confusion and calls regarding the issue of 'Why the hell does everyone think I'm in Germany. I am going to kill you.' Eh, good times. I suppose after spending close to 10 years as...it sort of makes it hard to believe we are um Just Acquaintances as we so often pretend. I suppose the reason we make such good friends, is because we are both unflinching in the recognition and acceptance of each others traits(because *I* certainly would not call them flaws), but I won't discuss that here, because it's classified.
We spent our last day eating overpriced, gimmicky leftovers stuffed with exorbitant amounts of sodium, urgh, it strange I totally love Pepper Lunch, just not in theory, and not after eating it for the 12312763343time since August. I wanted to eat Ramen, but let it slide after someone used the "But I can't eat this in London." line, I responded "Alright, but only because I love you." (in what she calls, "Your bitch voice." "But Joan, I always sound like this when I talk to you." "Exactly.") mostly because her horror and frigid responses are gratification enough, but she must be getting used to it, because she hardly looked fazed.
We decided for kicks, to fill out feedback forms, as a gay couple - "We come here because the service staff is hot. Thanks, George and I have enjoyed ourselves immensely." and we must have spent the rest of the time moping because I don't recall anything else, except fanatic determination to fold paper cranes and that as a goodbye, she patted me on the back. (We've only ever hugged once, and yes, for girls this is entirely bizarre, I give like an average of 10 hugs a day. For the curious, that one time was because she got into Law School, and because I was too emotionally invested in the outcome to remember that We Do Not Hug.)


(HAHAHA, My dad just said Happy Children's Day to me.)

Everything is a bit screwed up at the moment, I am Upset, over my badly done Promos, I wish they would just release the results so I can stop this excessive self-pitying. Fucking get over it already, I took a risk that I now realize I am not emotionally equipped to handle, thats that. I do know my bio results though, it is quite a significant improvement, but not enough to neutralize the sting. Urgh, I'm such an idiot.

Does anyone remember Pee Wee Herman? I used to be obsessed with anything Pee Wee Herman related as a kid. Honestly, he isn't very child appropriate. I LOVE PEE WEE HERMAN. I know, this paragraph is linguistically awkward, but mostly because it's noisy now and I can't focus on typing because I can hear the telly and my parents talking over my music and I can't think anymore, so how about I just yell things I like. I love Tim Burton, everything Burton, he is a comic genius, how can one man produce such endlessly entertaining films? The Day-O (OMG BELAFONTE!) possession scene has stuck with me throughout childhood, I love you Burton, you make me happy. (I spent my weekend watching Burton films to make me feel better, Bettlejuice, Edward Scissorhands, Sweeney Todd, Big Fish.) The only other television related memory I have is of Tank Girl - The scene where she cuts holes in her stockings to seduce some guy. I found that endlessly intriguing and entirely confusing.
I WANT TO WATCH PEEWEE HERMAN. I want a typewriter(I've been whining about this for years, I know.) I just realised I have 3 different copies of Alice in Wonderland, do you know about my Alice obsession? Beause I'm a huge geek for anything Alice related. I know, I'm rambling, can't help it, there is noise and I can't exactly follow a single train of thought when I can hear things Grrrrrr. How about I shut up and show you pictures of things I love?