June 26, 2003

• Let me tell you a story boys and girls.  A story about a girl and a book.  A book she ordered on April 27, 2003, in the hopes that she would receive it on the day of its release AS PROMISED by the website that sold it to her.  She ordered it 2 months in advance, my friends, TWO MONTHS, but did she receive it on-time?  No.  While everyone else in the world was mentally frolicking with a team of wizards and witches, she was wallowing in her own misery.  So if not that day, when?!  The website later claimed they would deliver her book on June 23 (Monday).  But no.  LIES!  LIES!  LIES!  She woke up the next morning, Tuesday, June 24^th, THREE DAYS AFTER THE RELEASE to find the book outside of her bedroom door.  How did it get here?  WELL (!) the story goes a little somethin’ like this…as her father was walking the dog one morning, he discovered that the HARRY POTTER book had been chucked into the yard, nowhere near the mailbox!  That’s right!  THOSE INFIDELS AT UPS HAPHAZARDLY THREW MY PRECIOUS BOOK LIKE SOME COMMON BEAN-FILLED HACKEY-SACK, thus RUINING MY HP EXPERIENCE!  BWAAARRRGH!

  
  

   

  
  

  On a lighter note, I started HP on Tuesday morning, and finished it Wednesday (yesterday) night.  It was a good book, not as action-packed as the fourth one, but what it lost in action, it gained in substance.  Lots of our most pressing HP-related questions were answered.  SO GO OUT AND BUY THE BOOK!  READ THE BOOK!  THROUGH YOUR PATRONAGE YOU CAN MAKE J.K. ROWLING EVEN RICHER THAN SHE ALREADY IS!  And isn’t that reason enough?  You know it is!

  
  

   

  
  

  Alright, I don’t think I want to make my highly-anticipated (shifty eyes) cameo on DoNotDate.  I’ve read some of the recent entries and man (!), some of these people take things too seriously.  Last I checked, DoNotDate was supposed to be a “just for fun” site where we can just roast ourselves (and our friends) and have a good chuckle about it.  But now…it’s all so…Jerry Springer-esque.  Sorry Tiffanie.  At least you were able to capitalize on the whole joke when it still was one! 

  
  

   

  
  

  I cut my hair on Tuesday, which I desperately needed in order to get rid of the “not short, but not long” hairstyle that I’ve had to endure.  Here’s a picture of myself (and no, I do not smile in photos of myself b/c I HATE TAKING PICTURES!  I HATE IT!  I HATE IT!  I HATE IT!  *ahem*).  My hair actually looks the same…but I cut it I tell you!  I CUT IT!!!

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  I have big news…actually it may not be big, it may actually be happening everywhere.  I mean, I can’t believe it’s only happening HERE, in Hawaii, where everything of actual purpose or meaning dies and fails miserably…but I don’t know, it may just be an experiment.  You know…try out something new in Hawaii, and if it fails, so what?  Everything that was successful in the mainland always fails once moved to Hawaii.  Luckily (!) we have great weather and beautiful land, to make up for our “entertainment death-trap” status.  But no more talk of this now…I need to take pictures of it to act as precious, precious evidence…and I will…more on this later…

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