Thursday, April 26, 2007
Friday, March 02, 2007
French me Podcast
I am trying to learn french from a podcast. Hush all you talkers on the blog I am trying to study my french. 'Bonjour!' and so on. It comes with PDF vocab files for every lesson as well! I am going to be lovely at the romance language quite quickly. J'habite aux Etats Unis. Aujourd'hui c'est Lundi. (its not) I wonder if its even worth my time, I'd like to think so. I am not desirous of food and do not feel like typing the longish entry I had imagined. . .
ahh c'est la vie (spelling is not important! I will be a master!)
ahh c'est la vie (spelling is not important! I will be a master!)
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Second Hand Smoke Parfume, any takers?
So last night there was a DRAGROCKSHOW at "Dauphines" which is a new cafe where the Raven used to be. It has apparently not made much of a statement as everyone just calls it the "Where the Raven used to be" . . .ahh right. Also, no one can pronounce it. Well, in honor of "V-DAY" and to raise funds there was a drag show and pantie auction as well as bands "Deny the Dinosaur" and "Victory Smokes" ; the latter of which changed their name, just for the evening to "Vagina Smokes" tasteful. Well I had to work and then I was elsewhere for another hour so I missed the drag show. . .I am v. disappointed they are always quite amusing. I say that like I am a veteran or something when really the only one I have gone to was at what was it . . . "the escape"? Well, I Imagine that they are just as fabulous (in fact since that one was v. amature quite a bit better) in any venue so I actually was put out. Well I did catch the bands and that was tres amusant as the singer of the first spent the majority writhing on the floor and it was just post-drag show so the crowd was v. entertaining.
After this extravaganza I as 'hangin' with my people and this guy Sam was telling me the tatoo he has on his knuckles. I thought he was just messing with me as there was nothing there and he said it was one of those tattoos that only showed up under blacklight. I told him he was ridiculous. . .at which point he pulled out a blacklight pen (from his room) and showed me that yes, indeed he had a blacklight tattoo on his knuckles. I suggest wriing something on your forehead and then going clubbing. . . yeah, rock that shi*
I have neglected you blog and for that I have no remorse!!!!!!
I am sorry.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

Once again I sit. I sit and drink too much coffee and I get jittery. Ahh such is life. Only this time I brought along some wheat free biscotti that counter acted the jitteryness that comes with an empty stomach. I am also listening to European lounge music, and I have to pee. Just so all are updated on my current situation. I am near the door: bad idea considering it is about 9 degrees out but there is a heater by my right leg. That makes an odd mix on temperatures in different spots on my person.
I have sucessfully, though it has alluded my many times, puchased my books for school (which starts monday) and I am out 277 dollars. Nice. All the more reason to buy an internal frame backpack and escape (esCAPAY)to europe. I dont need to eat, its cool. I can subsist on liquids and the occasional fabulous cuisine easily for three to six months.
Someone just let a dog in. I love Missoula, dogs are accepted as part of the population, basically welcome and found anywhere; I have not seen one in the grocery store however.
Ahh look at the time. . .ahh ssss.s.s.the time. . . oh you want to come over and watch a movie? AHAHAHAHAHA WRONG MOVE SUCKA!!! wh
why would you do that? Dont do that?
Ahh Dane. You fill my mind with pointless thoughts.
Actually where I WAS going was to say ahh look at the time I must be off to distribute homemade organic pastries to the masses along with coffee that were it any stronger would get up and walk out. . .mmmmm. All compared to you are just water dressed in brown.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Moldy Gingerbread People
Damn and blast! I wrote what I will tell you was a fabulous 'blog' entry but as I was finished the internet I was 'borrowing' from some neighbor cut out and left me high and damp. That was last night, now I am in a coffee shop with my long time friend Boo. She has a laptop so I am not being rude. . . I know you were concerned.
So the other night I had one of those o-so-annoying encounters with an aquantiance that I hadn't seen in a while, it went thusly:
"Oh my gosh, I haven't . . like. . seen you since our trip!"
"I know." in my head: you lived here, not like you couldnt have, or called but you didnt and I didn't so its not suprising.
" Wow!"
"yeah"
Later:
"So you should come out and visit us"
"In bozeman?, why?"
"Because you missed us"
"Umm. . But why would I go to bozeman?" My head happens to be full of snot, so I apparently think slowly and am rude.
" Why wouldn't you?"
In my head: Why would I? We haven't spoken since june, why would i Drive to bozeman?
"Admit it you missed us."
Etc. . .
I hate those. . . you know both of you dont really mean it or think you do then but wont make any effort, its just icky.
Wow, do I ever have to use the restroom (coffee does that I hear). So I'll say adeiu for now my invisible friends!
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