"I don't need anybody. Did you hear what I said? Did you hear what I said? You wanna know the truth? I coulda had any girl I wanted in school. Any girl I wanted. You know why I didn't have a girlfriend? Huh?
Because there was nobody that I liked. Nobody that I liked, that's the truth. I could have had anybody. There was nobody that I liked because GIRLS STINK.
They STINK. They're evil. They're all BAD. All of them... backstabbers. Like you."
The other spectator, Fonzie, was wholly oblivious to the action on the basketball court. Fonzie, dark-eyed and sharp-featured, was also seated on the grass. He was hunched forward slightly, his attention fixed on the current issue of Hot Rod magazine, which was open in front of him. School-connected activities--even a pickup basketball game--held little attraction for Fonzie. He was a drop out.
--excerpt from the Happy Days novel Fonzie Drops In.
Yesterday, me and Lauren went to Greg's house for our first and last sleepover of the summer. Knowing this was our only sleepover, we had to take advantage of it.
When we got there, we watched Chicago (which was very well done) then had some Lick's burgers for dinner (which Greg and Lauren would regret later - I must have a strong stomach). Then we watched some television and a movie. After, we got bored of watching Striptease and snuck out to the backyard to get in the hot tub - we didn't turn on the jets so as to not wake the neighbors or Greg's family (which didn't work out as planned). Then we got changed into our PJ's and snuck out once more and walked around barefoot. We almost made it to Garden Basket. After that, we went back to the hot tub because our feet were almost black. Soon after we went back downstairs and watched Bowling for Columbine (my third time seeing it). Time flew by, and before we knew it, it was 7 AM. We fell asleep while watching the Crocidile Hunter movie.
We woke up at 3:30 PM and watched T.V., had dinner and watched s'more T.V.
Oh yeah, and there were several pillow fights. Greg has no mercy.
My basement is in the process of being renovated. Well, really, we haven't officially made any plans yet. Ideas are just floating about. Here are some of mine.
Some Ideas 1. CANADA theme. We could put a Canadian flag and... err... uh... yeah, that's about everything related to Canada.
2. The computers should be suspended from the ceiling. Yeah.
3. The bar should have a Mickey Mouse phone. How cute.
4. This could also go on the bar.
And maybe a matching Moses.
5. Oh yeah, the television should also be suspended from the ceiling.
6. Gold plated toilet. NO! Solid gold toilet.
7. All my pictures should be on display. No one elses.
8. Shag carpet and glow-in-the-dark posters.
9. Kitten posters too.
10. A pillow room. A room full of pillows. Yeah.
Just wanted to post to make sure no one thought I had abandoned this blog for the common blog (which by the way, you should see). I will leave everyone with a lovely picture that I have lying around in my basement.
But dear God, where has everyone else gone? It's like this webpage is fucking suspended in time - nothing has changed since I left here. Same comments, same posts on the message board (except one by Trish). Where the fuck is everyone? I would check my counter stats, but it has been unreliable lately so the only way I can really tell if people have been dropping by is if they leave their comments. Anyway, I'm happy to be back, except that my air conditioner is broken. Yeah. It's freakin' 83 degrees in my house and it's not even that hot outside! I mean, my mother finally agrees that we should have the air conditioner on and now it's broken. She kept saying "The pool is our air conditioning" and I would say " I can't be in the pool all day! I can't sleep there!" but nothing worked until lately. Now the privilege of cool air has been taken away from my family.
Things I Would Do For Cool Air 1. Eat Sushi - I hate sushi
2. Take up the flute - Worst. Instrument. Ever.
3. Grow out my nails
4. Pay attention to politics
5. Listen to an entire Lenny Kravitz song without vomiting
It's tough, I know. But I'm willing to take sacrifices.