This afternoon I've been feeling sudden urges to puke.

Thank God EE is over with.

Bleh.

Amusing conversation with Silvia, regarding a post on Alex's Blog.

SFX 87: Alex is spanking the monkey.
chimpberry: wut monkey?
SFX 87: it's a game he's playing
chimpberry: oh ok
SFX 87: do you wanna play?
chimpberry: no, I don't hav time
SFX 87: he's seeing how fast he can finish it.
SFX 87: ok

Installment three of Angie's Blog Special Feature: GAY DISCWORLD PORN!!!

This quote is straight from Mr. Pratchett himself, not that fanfic trash I've been quoting earlier.

"Rincewind knew what orgasms were, of course, he'd had a few in his time, sometimes even in company, but nothing in his experience even approximated to that tight, hot moment when every nerve in his body streamed with blue-white fire and raw magic had blazed forth from his fingers."

-The Light Fantastic

Okay, so it's not gay, but it's just funny calling it GAY DISCWORLD PORN!!

Can't believe I've gone like a week without blogging. Anyhoo. Yes, I did see Attack of the Clones, with Mr. Thomas. Mwa. And other people, of course. He still hasn't paid me back. Despite trying very hard to avoid bringing up "that new Star Wars movie" at my sister's wedding, other people couldn't stop talking about it, and my parents would be like, "Hey, Angie's seen it!" Grr. Stupid high heels were extremely uncomfortable, and whoever decided to put beading along the side of a dress so that your underarms chafe like hell should be shot. But I looked nice, for once, and you get used to it after a while. My sister was very pretty (but she's generally pretty no matter what she wears, even the traditional Korean chima that makes everyone else look like a tent) and I feel sorrier for her.. she said the dress was really heavy. She had four dresses to change into and out of. Chinese qipao, traditional wedding dress, Korean chima, and evening dress for the dance.. oy. And they're not rentals either.

Nice, Catholic wedding. Except the sermon was all in Korean. And I was annoyed by the (English) sermon on divorce, considering that the father of the bride is divorced. My mom was extremely annoyed that before they had her and the groom's mom go up front and light some candles, the pastor only explained the ritual in Korean.

You'd be amazed by how ghetto looking the reception room was without decorations... before the reception we put on the tablecloths and the seat covers and the centerpieces (floating candles, wOOt!) and garlands and pots of fake flowers all around. Originally, it was fake wood tables (like the type you find at the school library) and folding chairs, with corny looking tin Greek wannabe columns down the middle, but it looked a lot better after we put several thousand dollars worth of decorations on. Plus, they turned off the flourescent lights and turned on the chandeliers and lit the candles. Thank you.

Food was.. odd.. though. Most of it was tempura, but they failed to provide us with tempura sauce.

Anyways.
But it was very romantic when my sister and her husband had their first dance and everyone gathered around them on the dance floor and blew bubbles..

Then when we went home, my dad had to return his tuxedo to one of the guests so that they could return it to the rental place, but my dad forgot to bring an extra pair of pants so he ended up wearing my spare skirt home... Lookie, he's Scottish! No one one fell for it who actually saw him indoors, but at least once we got to the parking lot in the dark it just looked like he was wearing a long coat or something. Oy.