saw was not too scary.

"saw was" is a palindrome.

sushi can look like a hotdog, and books can look like phones.

oh the seven wonders of the world, emancipated from christian culture are ye.

anyone who hasn't read my previous post and hasn't given me an answer to my question.. please do. i don't often do this kind of thing, and it's imperative that i get objective responses from y'all! i respect your opinions. you don't have to read the conversation if you want to, but it is kind of funny. so. please.

thank you.

EDIT: by the way, this isn't supposed to be a chastising statement. i would like your opinion, but if you don't want to read it or give it, that's fine, i'll still be your friend, i promise. i'm just impatient c:

anne aunymous.

yeah.

that's my new screen name.

i found 9 real eggs, 6 plastic eggs filled with milkdud tasting minieggs and tiny candy bars, and three caramel cadbury eggs.  i found and left an egg on lola's jacket, on the window sill of the foyer, in the library, and i found one in the library and lola reached up her hand and took it right out of my hand.   

all in all it was a successful easter. 

today at 12:30 we're going to grandma rumsey's to do the egg hunt thing, and i'm going to wear a spring skirt. i am very happy, and i have a bunch of laundry to fold and put away, and i'm actually excited to have a clean and functional room.  i got a pedicure with lisa (first one ever) and i picked out a turquoise color, and i ended up getting flowers, sparkles, and rhinestones on my big toes.  i went to see thank you for smoking, which was an excellent movie, and i spent a wonderful night with my lovely boyfriend of six months and two days.  even though we had to eat at taco bell because no where yummy is open at 10:24.  we have a list of places to go eat: lemongrass, skippers, happy teriyaki.  i like the sushi at happy teriyaki.  it's not quite as good as the stuff at ralph's thriftway, but it's close.

by the way, i like the new smilies. i especially like the pumpkin, and using it inappropriately, like next to "all in all it was a successful easter."

Ask me a question about each of the following:
1. Friends
2. Sex
3. Music
4. Drugs
5. Love
6. Mindsay

No matter how rude, sexual or confidential.

a great thing to have for the following reasons:

• who else would you paint eggs with?
• where would you go on bank holidays?

being a kid is hard.  here's some things that suck about being a kid, a kid like me, today.

• i can't drive.
• i have to do my own laundry.
• i can't play with cool toys without looking dumb.
• my mom still yells at me like i'm four.
• i can't own anything legally.
• i'm not legally responsible enough.
• i'm frickin' small!
• i have to leave right now because if i don't catch the bus, i have no alternate transportation.

i WILL post with me with curly red hair. just not right now. i'm almost late for an appt.

meanwhile, i took pictures, because that's really something important to do when you're almost late for an appt.

:P

smile!

winking with wonky teeth

looking like a celebrity i can't put my finger on

in the bathroom, of course!

messy hair

and last but not least, henry's rockstar look

we met a pug baby named edith.

Would I be a good blonde?

Or should I stay brunette?

Sorry about it being the same exact face, I'm too lazy to upload another picture.

Suggested tags are back!  I've been having a streeessssfuulll couple days, but today I'm going to spend time with Matt, something we haven't done in a few days now.  I applied at the Jack in the Box where he works, and I've been thinking about clean things I could do.  Like cleaning the bathrooms, or the floors, or the tables, or the sinks, et cetera.  I know that sounds dirty, but really, after I was done with it, it would be sparkly.  I am the wonderwoman of bleach.  I could also wear a bandana (bandanna?) over my face, like a mask.  And I could put my hair in braids.  And then I wouldn't have to wear a hat.  I really wouldn't mind doing that at all.  I would feel housewifey, I think.

At the greyhound station, they had little seats where you could buy fifteen minutes of black and white, bad reception TV with a quarter.  The best channel was the baby Clifford show, so my dad got up and sat somewhere else.  The bus ended up being two hours late, but I got to read a lot of my book, Fast Food Nation.  It's really interesting, especially the flavor parts.  I can't wait to read how gross the meat is.  I'll never eat fast food again!  I stopped eating chicken nuggets after watching Supersize Me because I couldn't stand not knowing if feet were in my food.

with my dad. will update asap. he has no computer because he doesn't love technology.

When there's customization of the layout, there is blogging to be done.  And it's true!

My sabbatical from mindsay is officially over.  Here I am, back, alive, kicking, dilly-dallying, and whatever else it is that I decide to do here.  I was talking to Lilly, and she asked me about a hairdye I used in the past, and I was trying to show her before and after pictures, like the color of my hair pre-dye and post-dye, and the picture (of course) is on this blog.  I went through my archives trying to find the picture, and I stumbled across some truly wonderful posts, accompanied by some wonderful comments by my wonderful blog friends.  And despite the fact that I just created my first lj layout ever, and despite the fact that I have about a kadrillion cool pictures on there, the honest truth is I'd rather have my blog look like shit and get the responses I do here than have it look like a diamond ring and get shit responses.  Like no comments.  For a whole week.  So back I am, and I suppose that's a kind of selfish thing, but there isn't much to be commented on at lj either, since I have only a few friends whose blog entries are actually important to me over there.  I'm sure I have missed important parts of everyone's lives, and to be honest, you've missed important parts of mine too, but that's what a sabbatical is about.

Let's start off my return post with a fun list of things I'm doing/have done.  First of all, I've decided that I like walnuts after sixteen years of labeling them as "gross" and "tastes like green" (like if green had a color, it would be walnuts).  That's what I had for breakfast today, walnuts and thin mints.  Healthy.  Speaking of health, I'm in a lifetime wellness class at college, and it's really kind of dumb.  The professor isn't even going to be there for the second and third weeks of class, but a class requirement is to make a blog on blogger, and while I've always lamented going there due to their horrible community, I absolutely adore their layouts.  So now I have an excuse.  It's interesting, the noun "teacher" comes from the verb "to teach" and the suffix "-er," commonly used to indicate a person or object that performs the action.  Thus, a teacher is a person or object which teaches.  But does the noun "professor" come from the verb "to profess," which can sometimes mean to make pretense of or to pretend?  Does that mean my professor is a person or object which pretends?  Well, I guess the suffix isn't quite right, but whatever.  I did about six health assessments (also assigned for my lifetime wellness class) and on the same website, there was a calculator for your frame size, so I said I was 100 pounds and my wrist circumference was 6 inches (I wrapped my hand around my wrist and then measured my hand with a ruler) and it said I had a large frame.  Not to be contrary or anything, but you'd think they'd consider that I'm five feet tall before they called me large.

I wish suggested tags would be working.  Is it turned off?