Jessa and the Meatballs

Jessa is having dinner with her parents. they finish. she isn't. she hasn't eaten anyof them. mom says she can't leave the table until they're all gone. Jessa says they're bad. mom says you haven't even tried them yet. Parents leave, telling her she has to finish them before she's done.

meatballs say pssst after parents leave. offer her wishes if she'll help them escape. meatballs are obviously lying. We'll grant you a wish. Did I say a wish, I meant three wishes. Why, we'll each grant you three wishes. How about a pony? You want a pony? It's your's. Two ponies if you want. Heck, you can have a whole stable of em. "I like dolls" Dolls, why didn't you say so? Dolls are what we do best. Consider it done.

Got a slingshot? I'll go. Jessa loaded the meatball onto the slingshot. The other meatballs watched in anticipation. "Which way?", asked Jessa. "I'd say north", said the meatball. "I'm swedish, you know". Jessa aimed north. She pulled back the slingshot. "Here goes". Jessa let go. Off went the meatball. "Weeeeeeee", said the meatball. "Splat", said the building. The meatballs watched. "Not good." "I liked the WEEEEEEE part". "It's too cold up north". "If meatballs were meant to fly, they'd have wings".

"Got a potty?" Jessa took them to the bathroom upstairs. "Drop me in", said one. she dropped him in. "Here goes", she said. she flushed the potty. "So long", said the meatball. "Whoosh, glug, glug", said the potty. The other meatballs watched. "That would make me dizzy". "Looks cold". "I prefer the mountains to the beaches".

"I could mail you somewhere", said Jessa. "Great", replied the meatballs. Jessa went to her mother's desk and found an envelope. It had a window in the front that she thought the meatballs would enjoy."I've a cousin living in Italy", said the meatball. Jessa wrote "Itally" on the envelope. "How many stamps?", asked Jessa. "It's pretty far", said one. "How many stamps you got?" "20". "Better use em all". Jessa put the meatball in. "Arividerci", said the meatball. Jessa licked the envelope. She closed it. She pressed down hard to seal it. "Smoosh", said the meatball. The others watched. "Looks kinda flat". "I think I'd rather stay in this area". "Who wants to learn a foreign language anyway".

Jessa rolls them int othe street. They roll. They stop. "Hey, I'm not moving", yells the meatball. "Roll me again", says the other meatball. "Vroom", says the car coming down the street. "Smash", say the two meatballs. The others watched.

last one. Jessa says she wants her wish. meatball is mean. I never said anything about wishes. he lies. what are you gonna do about it? she scowls at him. he scowls at her. she gets a look on her face indicating she has an idea. he figures it out. "no wait, let's talk this over, ...". she eats him.

goes back in house. walks into living room. mom asks if she finished all the meatballs. she says yes. mom asks how they were. jessa says terrible, awful, bad.

they tasted pretty good though.

oh, go buy a kanji dictionary

See my l33t kanji game:

Kanjiflies!

It will be updated soon. Very soon. Muahahaha!

I have finished my final paper, self-evaluation, script for the oral exam, and description of extra project(s) (I did three).

Booyah!

Now, to bed, so that I can wake up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at the wonderful hour of 6 o'clock! Maybe if I set one alarm for 6:00 and the other for 6:30, I'll manage to drag myself out of bed in time to get to the 7:30 exam. Wheeee!

listlessness.

current song: Noir - Sorrow

So I was reading Jude's xanga this morning, and I noticed a comment by Sarah mentioning a question. So I went to Sarah's xanga, and I found the question.

That's a really awesome question.

At any rate, for those Colorado students that want to rat out their pothead friends for a bit of money:

Farrand Field 4-20-2006

I don't see anyone I recognize; no monies for me. And, yes, there are two pages - 200 photos.

I didn't finish my final project for CompAsComp; I haven't finished any of the missing assignments for Japanese. I don't feel very good about myself right now...

I started reading Nikki's livejournal this morning, because I haven't read anyone's weblogs in months, and I feel like a rotten friend... I should be there for her more. Oh well. Maybe the summer will be better. I want to drive up to Greeley after finals. And hang out. Maybe on Thursday?

hello again

This morning, on the net, I think I found the Japanese equivalent of "lol".

爆笑 -> ばくしょう -> bakushou

It means "burst of laughter."

It was used thusly:

"I haven't finished moving my page over, but since I have about 240 pages to rewrite, please wait patiently (burst of laughter)."

So, I have a lot of work to do, and very little time. My Computers As Components final project is due tomorrow, along with a "presentation" of some sorts. I have to finish my final project for Japanese, which consists of writing 800 characters, half of that being a summary of the story I read, and the other half being my "reaction" to the story. I have no idea what to write. On Friday I need to give a presentation on this, preferably using powerpoint (which I don't have). The final paper is due Wednesday, however. So... kind of okay. Mastering Physics (the last one) is due tomorrow night at eleven.

It doesn't help that I'm missing a lot of assignments for Japanese. I just never got around to doing them... So, for Friday, I wanted to write a rough draft of the final paper, and an essay about something controversial (but hopefully easy to express in Japanese), and do two of the four missing Kanji Worksheets (each of which take several hours to complete). Oh joy.

I probably should have stayed home last night instead of going to Game Dev... but alas. I'm... folliful. Or something.

I'm surprised that several people still check this on a regular basis, regardless of the fact that I haven't updated in two and a half months. Hooray! I feel loved.

Oh, also, I think this shirt is cool.

Off to make a roast beef sandwich for lunch, before I (dis?)embark for physics FCQ day. Oh goody, sitting in class filling out forms on how well the teacher did this semester! Actually, he did quite well, but I still hate was annoyed by the class the massive amounts of homework.

Hey, look, I learned how to do strikethrough text! For a really lame reason!

Ok, ok, I'm going. Yeesh, I'm gonna be late for school...