Thursday, March 06, 2003

Quote of the Day

So today Yvone and I are walking back to the dorm and she says:

You know when pretend to be paying attention to someone while your really thinking about ice cream or something?

Yes, I do it all the time.


Fun with IM Conversations.

matt knife fight: hey hey hey
Lactaid Lady: hey yo
matt knife fight: guess what
Lactaid Lady: you met John Tesh?
matt knife fight: yea and we're engaged
Lactaid Lady: WOW!
matt knife fight: i know, he makes me so happy.
matt knife fight: no, not really. i'm in VT!!
Lactaid Lady: really
Lactaid Lady: so you really are going to get married

The John Tesh mention was for Dana, she like...loves to use his name and that love is starting to wear off on me.
and I hope people get the joke of him actually getting married cuz Vermont is like the only state where gay people can get married. I for one thought that comment I made was extremely clever of me.

Tuesday, March 04, 2003

So I find out today that Tony isnt going home for break...yeah my ride plans are screwed now. Hurray!

In other news: In my acting class we have to do this thing called Rock Star where you pick a rock star, lip sing, and imitate them. Our teacher wanted us to pick someone that was a challenge for them, someone unlike themselves. So who does Colleen pick? Well, Christina Anguilera of course! I have an outfit that is staggering to anyone who knows me. It includes fishnet stockings, high heels, short mini skirt that has shorts built in (thank god), a tacky camaflogue green/blue top and a nice red bra. There clothes arent mine....its mostly Dana. I dunno why she has all these whore clothes but God Bless her! I'm also going to do some makeup, put these blond extentions in and maybe add a stick on nose ring. I do this tomorrow at 11 am. I will become what I hate and shake it like it's nobody's biz. It's very entertaining though I must say.

I can't even imagine what my father is thinking at this moment.

Sunday, March 02, 2003

This was written on my wipeboard last night:

This is the story of Conan. He smells like grapenuts. Sometimes he hangs out by the Junior High and scouts for ass. This is gross. Regardless, Conan went on to become a junior member in the republic of Conania (I think that's what it says) and currently is married with four hundred children whom he does not fully appreciate. I like corn dogs and soda.

-Mr. Hamb(scribble scribble - I think its supposed to be Hamburger)

Under this I wrote: Someone is drunk and likes to write.