Here I am, it's 10:09pm on a Thursday, during the summer, and I'm at work. I was at this 80s party but there was nothing really to do and then my friend needed a ride to the train station otherwise she wasn't going to be able to get home tonight so I drove her there. Hopefully she made the train, it hadn't occurred to me that my car's clock is a little slow. She was all glammed out, with a fuchsia sequin dress with these gold sequin criss-cross holes on the sleeves. She has really curly hair so she blow-dryed it and it was biiig. She said that she'd gotten the dress from her mom, who had worn it to a formal sometime in the 80s. Her mom was getting rid of some stuff and she asked Leah if she wanted to have any of it. Leah was like, "wow, I definitely need this for this party I'm going to in a couple of weeks". and her mom looked really hurt and said, "You want to wear my dress to a costume party?" and she was like, "hahaha, mom, let it go... just let the 80s go."

Anyway, because she was late, she had to wear this ensemble HOME... like... she was going to have to look like an 80s glam rocker all the way home on the 30 minute train ride. HAHaHA.

But I'm here because I have all this work to do, sort of. I have to make a power-point presentation about bubbles in magma, and how they make their way to the surface, and how that played a pretty big role in determining whether or not the eruption is violently explosive or not. It's pretty interesting, but for once I'll spare you and not go into it now. I also have to write a little ditty about how my last semester went, which should go pretty quickly if I ever just sit down and do it. Maybe I'll just do this all tomorrow.... but I have to do it before lunch because that's when Justin comes and I have to pick him up at the train station (and it's all due in the afternoon). And I have to clean the floor, because when Chris did it last week (for the first time EVER... he had to borrow all my supplies and ask me how to do every step), he left all of the sticky cleaner on it and every fleck of dirt known to man just stuck to it.

Forget this noise, I'll do tah-mah-row. oooo ::shiver:: that's my worst fear... picking up the Rhode Island accent. But... I can't help it... it's happening already.

whatever...
accents are the coolest things around. Half the stuff that I utter would sound so much cooler if it was said with an accent....I think.....

LOL, as for you're glamed out homeward bound friend, she gets cool points. Had I been stuck in that situation - however lame it sound - i probably would have volunteered to ride the train like that. Dressing up used to be how I lived. Around the house, the neighborhood, to school, performances....I loved it. Costumes used to be my second skin, there were weeks back in high school where I would basically have to be in costume (or at least partial costume) for weeks. I loved it. I was an odd child - then again, perhaps....not so odd.

I actually know a *little* about bubbles in magma and their relationship to violent explosions. And by "know a *little*" I mean, whatever it is I can remember from a report I did 2 years ago and a special I watched one time on the History Channel. Volcanoes are basically my favorite part of Geology. Well, from my limited knowledge of the subject.
» Helena on 2007-05-24 10:31:42

You are so funny. You must have really studied the "secret" also. You are right though... I just didnt feel like I was putting any negative or doubt into the universe but maybe I did. Maybe that job was not designed for me.... there might be something else that just has not come availiable yet. I will keep my eyes open!!!!
thanks Zanzibar!
» kkama67 on 2007-05-25 12:49:03

Some people may make fun of my Southern accent but I love it. My sister on the otherhand dropped hers just about as soon as she moved to Missouri. Don't know why, but oh well.
» Southern on 2007-05-25 01:37:03

my accent is all screwed up cuz I've moved around a lot. There are a few words that make my new york accent stand out {like water and tomorrow}. with other words my pronounciation of them changed with each move. its a pain, but oh well. good luck with your presentation
» LostSoul13 on 2007-05-25 03:21:06

My dad was born and raised in Rhode Island. My mom was born and raised in Conneticut (she was there until her late teens) and both of their new england accents pop out every so often.

I never lived there, but I still get teased for saying Aunt like it's spelled instead of "Ant".

As for the bonsai, if you start it I hope it grows for you! It sounds like it'd be fun =)
» money4blogging on 2007-05-25 10:41:30

Thanks for the birthday wishes =D
haha, yeah. When someone picks on me for the way I say Aunt, I tell them that atleast I'm not stepping on my relatives on the sidewalk =)

My dad is from Providence, actually. He now lives in Florida. I saw the house he used to live in back when my Grandpa died [I was in 2nd grade] and it was a beautiful huge home.
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