Jurassic Love

When I was in kindergarten, my parents wouldn't let me see Jurassic Park because they thought it would scare me.

This is probably true of most of my favourite movies.

But anyway. When I was in kindergarten, I was like six, so that's 1996/1997. Just before The Lost World was released. So there was a whole bunch of hype about it, but I wasn't allowed to see either one. I loved dinosaurs when I was six. I had books on them that I used to study religiously. I still know that brachiosaurae have multiple brains all along their bodies because they're too big for the signals from just one central brain to react quickly enough to nerve signals. Also, their brains are roughly the size of a tomato. And there are like five of them or something. Also, the zoo was just down the street from my house, so my parents used to take me all the time, which was awesome of them. <3 <3 <3 And at the zoo, they sometimes had this exhibit where they had anamatronic dinosaurs. I was so excited about these. SO. EXCITED.

So anyway. I've always loved dinosaurs, and I always will. As kindergarteners, we had to write books about things we liked this one time. And I decided that Jurassic Park was my favourite movie... even though I had never seen it.

Anyway. The whole point of this, is that a. dinosaurs are amazing, and b. as a six-year-old, I was fucking awesome.

Save.Save.SaveMe!

I've been listening to nothing but Queen for the past 3 or 4 days. I <3 Queen. Like. Really. Really. Love.

My mom came to visit me which was WAY funsies. I decided to take my ADHD pills one day, way too high of a doseage for someone who wasn't used to them, so I was a total zombie the whole day... not too much fun. But I've sort of decided that I'm kind of a nicer person when I take them, so I should probably go get myself a prescription.

I got a new tattoo. My roommate's boyfriend is a tattoo artist, and since she didn't want a tattoo, he tattooed me instead <3



It's a dragon fractal straight out of Jurassic Park. <3 that book is so epic. And it's on my left forearm, if you can't tell.

Lunch tiem!

Hittin The Board For The Lord

Saved! is such a boss movie. Chad Faust (I have his auto!!) And Patrick Fugit are such foxes frsrs.

So today I hung around not doing too much. My knee is fully functional now, although if I touch it, not so good.

Alexander Mac aka FrankenMac decided to restart on me, which means I won't be word processing any time soon as I've decided to just wait until I get a new computer to attempt to turn it on again I suppose I'll have to transfer my files now. I might as well save up for a new iPod and begin a new collection on a new computer as Hamish is nearly full anyway and I don't really bother keeping music files on Aly as they just slow it down and take up picture space.

Maxim DeWinter was going strong until it decided to conk out on the internet half way through the day, so I've been sticking to Alohisha GG for the rest of the day, not my fave as Maxim has the better battery and MSN. But oh well, I'm sure it'll fix itself eventually.

I found my nobabies noperiod pills in the back pocket of my nudies today, too late. I guess I'll just bleed this week and not worry about it for another 3+ months. Not so much yay. I'm awkwardly crampy, which is hella weird as I don't usually get crampy anymore. Oh well.

I decided to get back on my skateboard today and skated down to metro for something to drink. I ended up with green poweraid and bugles as its vegan and yummy. I ate them a little quick and got queasy to Andrew WK. I decided to go chill with the roomies. That was good fun. Some hilarious guys came over and everyone tried as hard as they could to get me to take a hit of weed or a sip of their vodka, however as I say, "I don't drink or do drugs."

So then they called me straightedge. *eyeroll* Which is hella lame. Being clean doesn't require a lable just like drinking occasionally doesn't either, so why the fuck be pretentious and give it one? I haiiiiiight sXe people who are oh so proud to call themselves straightedge. Get a life and get over yourselves.

So now a total of 10 or so people have seen my tattooed ass. Ahahaha, the only person who has seen it more than once is meeee!!! I don't show it off much, butt I like to look (see what I did there?).

I think I might have athsma. I'll wait until I get a healthcard to explore that further. The last time I smoked a cigarette, half nearly killed me (and then I almost died falling down a run on my snowboard because it mellowed me out way much) and then I had this crazy hacking nasty cough when people were smoking pot in the kitchen... So yeah, I'll get that checked out. I've discovered that I'm not deaf in my left eat; my headphones just suck ass.

Last night I had this epic dream about Jurassic Park, which has me jonesing to read the book again. Last time, I distinctly remember listening to it on tape early early in the morning, in the spring, while having bought a ton of shit, chai tea, and hot dogs from 7/11 and then having them with mama in the livingroom. And then later probably skipping school as I often did when I was a junior. It was a fun year. I like that I only really went to high school for two years. Everyone always says, "yeah, it sucks; but you have to go," when really, you actually don't have to go at all. Obviously.

I'm dyyying to nerd out over JPark when I finally get my hands on a copy. I'm also looking forward to reading Nabakov's Lolita. Fersher. I hear its megahellauber dirty as fuck. Oh goodie. I've wanted to read it ever since I heard that one Police song.

Probably work on cleaning the room tomorrow. It needs it + my keys are AWOL/MIA/POW. Sleep now though. I neeed it. Shaved my sides today with clippers I found + can put hair in ponytail. Stoked!

Must see ily, man.