German cinema is the SHIZNIT. And often terrifying.

Good golly goshness it is chillster up in heah! [Heah being my room at the moment]. The heater's on but I think that Vale is absorbing most of the heat directly into her body...thanks, hun!

So I've been working on the Paris pics...they are turning out pretty good so far, I reckon. I mean, considering my mediocre photography skillzZz. I should have the 1st batch up tonight, that is, if I can figure out how to re-burn a DVD. We shall see...

Wow, I just had the worst time answering my cellphone, omigod. It went off, and I was like, hey, that's my cellphone! It wasn't in my pocket like it usually is, so I started digging through my school bag, looking for it, and I couldn't find it and couldn't find it. Then I realised that the noise was coming from my jew-bean-oh, and lo and behold, it was in the pocket. Yay for super stealthy traXter skillz!

I go my ICO today. I reckon it is a pretty good issue. There was an article about the volunteer help with cleaning up the theater which was pretty rad...I'm supes sorry I had to miss out on that! 'Cause we all know how much I love cleanin' up shizZz that ehn't mine. [Note: I am not being sarcastic here.] 10 points for California the country being #6 as far as top world economies! And seriously what is up with being able to open our mail, Prez? Someone needs to get ahold of that kid, he is out of control. Why the heck why don't you just make us all write post cards, that way you can save time and energy [and cut the State Letter-opener budget and give more tax cuts to the rich]? Oh shoot I best not say that...they'll probably do it!!

Speaking of Ameriker goin' to heck in a saddlebag, I was trying to explain the American Health Care system etc to my sister, her husband, and my mom. It was really hard!! [a] 'cause I don't entirely understand it myself, and [b] I had to do it in Italian. I think I got the point across, though, that is is dang broke and don't help nearly no one!

-whatevz-

Oh yeah, another thing that the paper reminded me of is that I'm missing Berlin and Beyond this year! What the heck is up with that????

Blowing her nose on a 3 dollah bill,
Bee Electric

Yet another thing I don't understand...

The festa was awesometastic! It was at this crazy Old West themed disco [they heart the Old West here...rockin'!] that was built to look like stuccoed adobe, with those Spanish tiled [or whatever you call it] roofs and this one section that so looked like a movie set from a Western. When we got there, we didn't really go inside, just sat in the nice chilly night air for a while...that was kind of less than interesting. When we did finally go inside, though, I had the best time!! There was dancing and whatnot, and it was actually decent disco fun! I once again proved how inept I am at that sort of dancing...I do better in a slam dancin' atmosphere like last night...not this silly disco whatnot. Whatevz, it was still grand! But then I had to go outside with Vale etc and sit around in the chill again...and then we went home. Huh?

That's what I don't understand. It seems like Italians [or at least the ones I know] seem to get the most pleasure out of being miserable whilst other people are having fun, then have fun for a little bit, then leave! Not my cuppa. I like to have fun while other people are having fun...or have fun while other people are being miserable...and not leave! Or, if I do have to leave early, I sure as heck am not going to waste one second of potential fun time. I guess theoretically I could have gone inside before and stayed inside, but, as everysingleperson who I knew was outside, I felt mad awkward inside by myself. I was quite disappointed that we left when we did, though, especially 'cause there was this super cute guy who I was ch-ch-checkin' out, and we know how few of those there are in Maddz.

On the way home we stopped at this lil' rossticceria [guess who doesn't know how to spell that! MEEEE!] to get some grub. I wasn't particularly hungry but I got a piece of calzone that had french fries and weenies in it. It was pretty good [better than their pizza...which tastes like greasy barf] but I couldn't finish it. And now I feel a bit sick. Which I'm sure is one piece of information you were just dying to know.

I have no idea what the heck I am going to do with my hair tomorrow...not sure if there's anything I can do, as I back-combed and hair-sprayed the heck out of it! It is now in a rather rad pompadourish thing. And may continue to be into the next century. o.O But, dude, I dressy dressed up for the party all snazzy like! My striped pink tights, poufy black dress, my hair...heaps black eyeliner with lil' wingy bits, DIY jewellry...[pictures to follow]. I didn't exactly blend in with the crowd, but, as I'm sure we all know by now "blending in with the crowd" is something that I SUCK ROYALLY at. So whatevz! I also wore my Conz, but, judging by the footwear sported by the rest of the ladies, I should have worn pointy toed high heels. Except wait, I haven't got any. I guess I fail at being italian. Vabbè.

Hittin' the nail with the MC Hammer,
Bee Electric