"I'm...hesitant." -TGS I bought the Plea for Peace: Take Action compilation CD at FYE. It's not too shabby. The other CD i bought is way better though, because... IT'S THE BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Cha. That one they have commercials on TV for with all the amazing 90s rock songs. Except I'm kind of pissed because on the commercial, they definitely said it had Deep Blue Something's Breakfast at Tiffany's, and it definitely is NOT on The Buzzzzzz. I add as many Z's as possible for flava-flav to the ultra-maximum. So my birthday was nice. I Heart Huckabees is an awesome movie and everyone should go see it rightttttt...NOW. Marggs and I also found the coolest shoe store Ellsworth has to offer. And some nice thrift stores, one in which I bought the best sweatshirt ever. Apparently, Orange County had some fairly awesome Onion Harvest Festival in 1983, and I now have the sweatshirt to prove it, biznatches. We ate at some gross place in Bucksport and the lady asked us "Okay, I have to ask, why are you two dressed like that?" Apparently it was some huge shock to her that Marggs and I like to wear buttons and such on our jackets. We wanted to ask "Hey, why are your teeth so gross?" They were realllly gross. But we restrained our overflowing wit and headed out to the car. Cha. Music-wise, I've made up numerous songs on my guitar and I have vowed to never again bring it to school unless Hell asks, because I, for some reason, couldn't play anything right at school and I felt like an über-loser. Chaaa. Zebuesk wants me on their album, apparently. They want me to showcase my hardxcore keyboard skills. Chaaaa. I have zero problem helping out Matt Cavanaugh with anything, ever. He's an awfully good looking boy. Also looking very nice with his newly shaggy hair is Sean. Yes, it's true, I've started work on the fahm once again at Penobscot Evergreens. Please come buy your christmas tree from me; I will love you like whoa4lyphe. And I will make you a nice wreath or kissing ball or make Adam make you garland, because I can't make it but he can. You also get free hot cocoa and/or hot apple cider if you come. KIMBLE, I KNOW THAT SOUNDS GOOD TO YOU. BUY YOUR EHFFING CHRISTMAS TREE FROM ME AND SPREAD THE MOTHEREHFFING HOLIDAY CHEER, BIZ-EHFFING-NATCH. Speaking of mothers... I have an account at Movie Gallery under Sam's account. I rented Supersize Me a while ago, and I realized it was late one day after it was due back. I asked mom if we could bring it back, and she said we would the next day. I kept asking her every day to stop on the way home from school, because I'd put it in the back seat so we could just stop and drop and pay the $6.00 late fee and go. But no, that wasn't going to work. She needed more time for it, apparently. I couldn't do it because I had no money for the late fee. So I begged her to take it back last weekend. Never did. I begged her to take it back all last week, and this weekend. Never did. Sam called and left a message on my phone yesterday all pissed because of the late fee on his account and that he couldn't rent movies until it was paid for. It went a little something like this: "Hey, it's really cool how you rent fucking whatever the hell you rented and then don't return it and run up a huge late fee on my account so that I can't rent movies anymore. I'd appreciate if you took it back and paid the fee. Yeah, bye." So he's like, actually pissed about it. His tone made me sad. Gah. Anyway, I finally have money now, so I gave dad the money and the movie and had him bring it back tonight. Mom: "I know you're mad at me." Me: "I'm not mad at you, just mad in general." Mom: "Well it was your responsibility." Me: Mom: "Okay, so once again, I'm the asshole who screws everything up. Yep, okay Gretchen, let's blame everything on me again." Me: "I didn't even say anything..." Mom:"I saw the look you gave me." Me: "I didn't do anything. Can I use the computer?" Mom: "IT WAS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY." Me: "Okay. Can I please use the computer?" Mom: "Whatever." So yeah, that was super fun. I'm tired, Sam's mad, we're leaving Wednesday for Connecticut where I really don't want to go, The Buzz is at school, the sushi I had for dinner is making me feel sick, and I am still dateless for semi. AWESOME. Ew I just complained so much over the stupidest things ever. Pettypettypetty. All of The Movielife's songs sound exactly the same. Cheer up, emo kid.