Recently I was telling some friends about a chicken who had it's head cut off and then lived for a couple years afterwards- headless. Those friends (let's call one of my friends Hayley C. No, H. Coombs.) didn't believe me. Well HC, here's a clip from the chicken documentary I told you about! Suck on that!
Do I have a lesbian crush on Hayley? It's possible. Or I'm just a creeper. Anyway, here's a PHOTO recap of things Hayley has missed since she cut out Facebook for Lent.
SISTERSISTER!
LIKE A BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATER
MA AND PA
THE FAM
THE KIDS
SMITH ATTACK!
WHO'S WHO?
IN MY DREAM IT WOULD BE BRAD WITH ME AND ANGELINA.
A while ago Hayley and I were wondering about the lyrics to that oh so wonderful song by Toto, "Africa."
Well here they are! Make sure to play the song while you read the lyrics, it's better that way. Then make sure to watch the video! Toto "Africa" I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation Shes coming in 12:30 flight The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation I stopped an old man along the way Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies He turned to me as if to say, hurry boy, its waiting there for you
Chorus: Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in africa Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
The wild dogs cry out in the night As they grow restless longing for some solitary company I know that I must do whats right Sure as kilimanjaro rises like olympus above the serengeti I seek to cure whats deep inside, frightened of this thing that Ive become
Chorus (instrumental break)
Hurry boy, shes waiting there for you
Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in africa, I bless the rains down in africa I bless the rains down in africa, I bless the rains down in africa I bless the rains down in africa Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
And for fun, here are some other wonderful videos!
This last one wouldn't let me embed it, so just go to the link!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1A_uSEjTIQ
I love Spike Jonze!
My hair has undergone two big natural changes throughout my life:
Platinum blonde to brunette, and in the 6th grade I permed my hair-after that it just stayed curly. I never permed it again, because I never had to. It is weird and wonderful.
Though I was once blonde, I am a brunette in my heart. I have always loved being brunette and other than my stint as a red-head (which I loved!), and a few chunks of blonde here and there, I will always be a brunette.
So why am I now blonde? Yes, I am now blonde.
I suppose it all started 2 years ago in Virginia. My roommates bought several blonde barbie wigs and I tried one on. I liked it.
More recently I've decided to grow my hair out, the only problem is that I've dyed my hair so much that it's completely uneven and patchy- err, well, it was. So i decided that I had to cut it all off eventually and start from scratch.
(Wahh, I guess I'm not in a flowery writing mood, because I just want to get to the point! I'm blonde, my hair is blonde. Haha, sorry about that. Talk about anticlimactic.)
Here is how I became a blonde:
1. "Before" picture. I wasn't really grumpy, you're just supposed to look ugo in "before" pictures.
2. Bleach! Round one. It Burns!!!!Wah!3. Dry and fluff!4. Accidentally smack lip on the sink and watch it swell. 5. Bleach! Round two.
6. Fluff!
7. Separate8. Color
9.It's done! Here it is wet!10. Dry!Later on I curled it and I must say, it was uber cute! I was in total shock about the whole thing all day! It was a bit tough to adjust, I just didn't look like myself, but now I'm feeling better about it and even liking it! Secretly (though now publicly) I have some sort of Helen of Troy complex in my mind with this new hair. I feel as if men will die for me and fawn after me! Hopefully. Because let's face it, I could use a date.
3. Daring, or otherwise egging on, your friends to share their "testimony" in testimony meeting
4. TMIing on the internet. I don't want to know about your near and dear's prostate cancer, your failed relationship or your ultra detailed and personal spiritual experience
Okay, I'm not really depressed or anything but Valentines can really wear on a girl! Every year that heart-winged steed pulling the chariot of love ushers in a day so dismal you can hear asexual microorganisms in the Southern Ocean keening. YouTube's wires buzz with the overloading demands for Morrissey music videos!
I will be at home, gaining 17 pounds in chocolate and preservative wax on my thighs. A box of kittens poured over my head couldn't distract my mind from the ever present reality of my singleness on this day. Wal-Mart, the devil and Ann Coulter only teamed up to create a few things on this earth and here they are:
1. Wurthering Heights (The devil entered Emily Bronte's body at the age of 13, a few years later she wrote this book.)
Okay then, the truth of the matter is I was just saying that all for funsies...mostly... I actually like to use Valentines Day as a celebration of friendship.
"Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God." -John 4:7