Sunday, June 3, 2007
i hate life
and apparently Life hates me too...no seriously I asked Life if it hates me and Life was like, ‘yeah, allicia I do’ and I was like, ‘wha? well, fine then ass twat I don’t need you!’ and Life was like, ‘um yeah ya do’ and I was like, ‘shut up!’ and Life was like, ‘you shut up!’ and then I called Life a bitch and then we started to fight...Life beat me up, but only cause its bigger...stupid Life...
Monday, March 19, 2007
i know you are, but what am i
i did one of those personality quiz thingy’s online a while back and it was so scarily accurate i saved the results, but i can't remember what website the quiz came from. . .anyway hear are the results
secretive, reclusive, messy, disorganized, introverted, unassertive, rarely worries, dislikes large parties, does not like to fit in, does not need to control others, solitary, ambivalent about chaos, tough, leisurely, does not respect authority, not aggressive, observer, abstract, impractical, dislikes leadership, daydreamer, bizarre, does not make friends easily, not a perfectionist, suspicious, rarely irritated, strong physical instincts, unsympathetic at times, risk taker, submissive, weird, sarcastic, strange
secretive, reclusive, messy, disorganized, introverted, unassertive, rarely worries, dislikes large parties, does not like to fit in, does not need to control others, solitary, ambivalent about chaos, tough, leisurely, does not respect authority, not aggressive, observer, abstract, impractical, dislikes leadership, daydreamer, bizarre, does not make friends easily, not a perfectionist, suspicious, rarely irritated, strong physical instincts, unsympathetic at times, risk taker, submissive, weird, sarcastic, strange
Saturday, March 17, 2007
jury...duuuty
I have jury duty in a couple of days and I’m super excited about it. I’ve never understood why people don’t like jury duty, I mean you get to get off of work and participate in the judicial process. You get to help bring someone to justice or set someone wrongfully accused free...hmm maybe this has something to do with one of my favorite movies being 12 Angry Men I saw it on tmc when I was like 9. On of my favorite things to do was argue with my mom about there being reasonable doubt after being accused of something.
Monday, March 12, 2007
aaand go!
I want to go to sleep, I want to go to sleep, I want to go to sleep. Why did I get a grande. . .and an extra shot. Damn you Starbucks. . .DAMN YOU!!
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Friday, January 5, 2007
Weirdness
Ok, so I’m only doing this so I can be like everyone else…Haha no um I guess it feels good to get stuff off your chest. Hmm what’s on my chest besides my boobs…ooh something this weird lady did a while ago has been on my mind. Ok, so me and my mom decided to take a trip to Louisiana for some boudin because it only tastes good if it’s from Louisiana! So we’re in Louisiana picking up some boudin (and if you don‘t know what boudin is well…I am sorry) and this lady strikes up a conversation with us. So she’s like:
Weird lady: Where y’all from?
Us: We’re from Texas
Weird lady: Oh my sister lives there I go there all the time. Y’all just down here for some boudin?
Us: Yeah we can’t find any boudin like this in Houston!
Ok so this seems like a nice convo to be having with someone right? Ok, well imagine that this woman is standing maybe oh a foot away from you and is slapping your arm. You know when people get excited and they slap your arm? Yeah, that was this woman. Not once, not even twice (which may have been acceptable)…she seriously hit me like five times. I felt like I was in a skit from SNL or something and THEN in between slaps she just rested her hand on my arm. Ok…I am not a touchy feely kind of a person. I mean…I have a personal space bubble! My own little comfort zone. I stay in my bubble and you stay in yours that’s the way it works…her hand was there for like a good five seconds between slaps. Ok count to five right now…isn’t that a little long to be having your hand on someone you just met. Oh well, that’s all I have for now.
-Lecy
Hello God, it’s me…Margaret
God: Crap. Guys, it’s Margaret again
Angles: What? Again?
Margaret: God…Gretchen got her period today and I was wondering…when will I get mine?
God: Are you serious? You want your period? This is what you come to me for…
Margaret: I want to be a women like her…
God: You’re 12 freakin years old. Do you know that most women curse me for that?
Margaret: Oh wait…oh never mind God I just got my period thank you!!!
God: …I hate you
Angels: God you can’t say that!
God: She’s not even listening! Can you hear that? I God, DO NOT like you, Margaret!!!
Angels: God come on man
God: No, she’s going to hear it from every man from now until she’s forty when her lesbian best friend converts her! Might as well start now!
Amen!!
Weird lady: Where y’all from?
Us: We’re from Texas
Weird lady: Oh my sister lives there I go there all the time. Y’all just down here for some boudin?
Us: Yeah we can’t find any boudin like this in Houston!
Ok so this seems like a nice convo to be having with someone right? Ok, well imagine that this woman is standing maybe oh a foot away from you and is slapping your arm. You know when people get excited and they slap your arm? Yeah, that was this woman. Not once, not even twice (which may have been acceptable)…she seriously hit me like five times. I felt like I was in a skit from SNL or something and THEN in between slaps she just rested her hand on my arm. Ok…I am not a touchy feely kind of a person. I mean…I have a personal space bubble! My own little comfort zone. I stay in my bubble and you stay in yours that’s the way it works…her hand was there for like a good five seconds between slaps. Ok count to five right now…isn’t that a little long to be having your hand on someone you just met. Oh well, that’s all I have for now.
-Lecy
Hello God, it’s me…Margaret
God: Crap. Guys, it’s Margaret again
Angles: What? Again?
Margaret: God…Gretchen got her period today and I was wondering…when will I get mine?
God: Are you serious? You want your period? This is what you come to me for…
Margaret: I want to be a women like her…
God: You’re 12 freakin years old. Do you know that most women curse me for that?
Margaret: Oh wait…oh never mind God I just got my period thank you!!!
God: …I hate you
Angels: God you can’t say that!
God: She’s not even listening! Can you hear that? I God, DO NOT like you, Margaret!!!
Angels: God come on man
God: No, she’s going to hear it from every man from now until she’s forty when her lesbian best friend converts her! Might as well start now!
Amen!!
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