It’s Holly

so my mom cooks massive amounts of food on sunday afternoons so she doesn’t have to cook the rest of the week. this sunday she made a couple different types of chicken and some fish. So she said “… but don’t eat the fish, it has bones.” I said “Mom, I’m not 5 anymore… I think I can handle fish with bones in it…” She said “I know, I’m so used to saying it, I tell Milton [my step-dad] the same thing.” And we laughed.

10 minutes later, Holly’s got a bone stuck in her throat.

Man… I didn’t tell her either. She sho’ nuff was right though. I had to run to my room with a piece of bread (Note: got a bone stuck in your throat? swallow some bread to get it out). I got the bone out, but I’m not eating fish anymore… well, when my mom tells me. These weren’t no regular bones like you eat salmon and can pick ‘em out… these were” microscopic you don’t know you swallowed a bone until you feel like you just got an injection in your throat” bones. They was evil.

Moral of the story: Listen’ to your momma. She’s probably telling you that for a reason.

Ooh, shame on you if you’re not! You have until October 18th at 12AM to make sure you have your say in getting Bush out of office!

DO IT.

Vote or die and all of that fun stuff. For real, this is important. I heard if you don’t vote for Kerry, Teresa is going to take away all the ketchup, and that’s not good. Vote. Thanks.

It’s another one of those nights… just like the “tire” story. And, once again, I don’t feel like retyping it, so you can just read this fun little instant message between me and my sister (she’s in red).

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Holly: OMG, last night sucked

Holly: so i’m washing my clothes, and you know how the water leaks outta that pipe in the back of the machine sometimes?

Tina: yea

Holly: I remember earlier mommy said “Something’s backing up the sink…” so I stayed up to make sure the water didn’t get everywhere.

Holly: sho ’nuff, it started leaking, but it was loud.

Holly: so I ran out into the garage, and the water wasn’t even going DOWN the pipe, ’cause it was backed up…so water is just going EVERYWHERE

Holly: I’m like… shit, how do I stop this water? so I stop the machine and grab a whole bunch of towels and put them on the ground

Holly: there was SO much water, tina… like all the way under the corvette n’ everything

Tina: ooooooooooh!

Holly: so I’m trying to be resourceful, but there’s only so much you can do at midnight , the night before an interview, and you tryin’ to get some clothes clean

Holly: so I grab the trashcan, take out the bag, and put the pipe in the trash can to collect the water

Holly: when it got full, I was dumping it out…

Holly: Do you know how heavy water is?! Oh my gawd.

Holly: so this nasty ass soapy water is splashing all over me, and I walk outside and dump it out.
that was the end of that idea.

Tina: LMAO – i’m crying

Holly: so I try to start the machine again, and it WON’T START. i guess i left it off so long that it won’t start in the middle of the cycle.

Holly: so i’m fucked. I got some soapy ass clothes and a flooded garage.

Tina: ow, ow, my stomach

Holly: so i gotta take my clothes out, wring them out and take them into the kitchen sink to get some of the soap off. after i do alla THAT, i put them in the dryer… but the clothes are so wet I’m thinking the dryer is gonna catch on fire so I stay up.

Holly: THREE HOURS LATER, my clothes were dry.

Tina: LMAOOOOO

Holly: I thought smoke was coming out of the dryer, but it was just all the steam because the clothes still had a lot more water.

Holly: Holly’s arms ain’t no washing machine spin cycle.

Tina: dang, after all of that, you better get the job

Tina: that’s better than the tire story, lmao

Tina: are you sleepy?

Holly: AWW MAN! It’s bad when I top the tire story.

Holly: not really

Holly: and I know i didn’t get all the soap out. lol

Holly: I better blog this.

Tina: how did you dry the water under the vette?

Holly: i didn’t. i just threw down all those towels, and it was evaporated when i woke up
so this morning I had to wring out all those towels and hang them outside, and i mopped up the rest of the water

Holly: I told Milton and Mommy this morning and they said “yah… we should get that checked”

Tina: that’s so funny

Tina: LOLOL

Holly: I’m like… you have no idea.

Hail Mary! I got rid of the scroll bar! Now it’s prettier for you PC people. You’re welcome

change is good, right? Right!

change is hard.

anywho, the layout has changed. I always wanted something that scrolled horizontally. For all you PC users, I really tried to get rid of that frickin’ horizontal scrollbar where my blog is, but it JUST WON’T GO AWAY! Son of a… I don’t know how many different tricks and codes I tried. It’s so ugly. Get a MAC or live with it. C’est la vie and que sera, sera.

If you don’t know what that means, you obviously haven’t seen RENT… and shame on you for not doing so!!
::holly waves index finger in your face::
It was all kinds of fantastical. So fanstastical that I went on Saturday AND Sunday. I just had to see it twice while it was here. And to my surprise, there was a “Rush” line where tickets were 50% off. OMG, I got orchestra seating for $27. I almost had a heart attack I was so happy. I loves me a sale! When we got there the 1PM show was just letting out (around 3PM)… and we were walking by the loading dock of the theater and the cast was out there. I was like, holy shit… they just kickin’ it out here. lol So sure enough, me and Stephanie went back to the dock after the show and they were there. We got their autographs on our Playbill’s n’ everything. Super sweet people. Very nice and gracious. Their voices are ridiculous. I didn’t know people could dance and sing like that and not be all outta breath. lol
Anywho… go see RENT if you haven’t already. Buy the DVD, the soundtrack, something… it’s an awesome story. Now I want to see it in NYC…