Wrote an essay today. Yeehaw! I love when I can just methodically whip it out like that and then be done in under two hours. It's rare though, because I have an issue with being incessantly wordy. I don't think I have ever turned anything in that wasn't so far over the page limit that I had to do royal formatting cheating to make it look semi-legit.
Then I was roped into a game of Settlers (Risk for hippies...no war or invasions, just staking claim on land and building houses with "resources") with la familia. That dice was rigged though, I swear. Mojo and I had to resort to a slave chorus version of Swing Low Sweet Chariot just to keep on trekking. My mother tried to join in but was kicked out of the under-oppression club because that damn dice was benefitting her too much to roll in the hood with us.
Next on the agenda for this lovely holiday was the cinematic genius that is The Skulls II. Thank God for Joshua Jackson look-alikes and lots of half-naked women. I could see my parental unit holding their joint breath at all the nude scenes, and my little sis looking away out of guilt. Mwahaha. PG movies here are allowed to contain nudity apparentally.
And Josh wants a Blade tattoo. How whack is that? It might be kind of hot, but at the end of the day it would still be a Blade tattoo and I would be dating a Wesley Snipes wannabe. Hmph.
Mom: "Now let's turn all the lights off and watch The Skulls II by flickering candlelight."
Sis: "No, I can't handle any more sadness tonight after playing that game."
Mom: "It's not sadness, it's fear."
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