|what can you do?
||[Apr. 23rd, 2006|10:40 am]
|||||Stressed Out-A Tribe Called Quest||]|
THursday i went to get my driver's permit, and i arrived at 4:25. We were called up at 4:28, so i asked to take the test for a permit. The lady said, "well it's 4:31 so you can't take the test, we need to give you a half-hour to take it and we're not allowed to stay 1 minute past closing time." And so i thought to myself, "well lady, you're a big effing weenie and your union quite possibly can go screw yourself, mwahahaha". And thinking that made me feel better cuz i didn't wanna say anything. SO we get home and my dad calls them and i'm like, "dad it's fine i can get it later." but no... He yells at them for nearly a half-hour and i was quite thoroughly embarassed.
Saturday, i went to the parade for a while, and then went to meet some friends at the fair. I stood by the gold gate for an hour. And BOY, was that not the most exciting hour of my life? no. I was bored, but i got some excercise from constantly walking back and forth between the blue/gold gates. Meh, it was better when we got in though, we just walked around and talked, and ate. ANd i stuck some mad lemonade bottles down my pants, and such. and we found penis hats, which wouldn't really fit on any human sized penis, they were hecksa small.
last night i rented the original dawn of the dead, and it didn't treat me very nicely. It was a bit corny and the zombies were blue. But it's george a romero, who we all know gets better with age. Next weekend i think i'm gonna go with Kipp's suggestion of "Deadalive". Maybe Peter Jackson will treat me a little better than George A. Romero did, haha.
OH, and has anyone seen, "Dead Men Walking" (not dead MAN walking)?? please tell me if it is worth the rental price.
and please, go rent capote, and watch it.