  There is a point to this post. I am kinda angry. I was listening to the first CD Garrett burned for me (aptly titled 'My 1st Mix) and making my own programmed list on my computer. So, because I can't remember half the artists or song titles, I have to Google them and all. So I google Dear Claudia, which I just told Andrew he has to listen to becausee its so goddamn funny and that goes for everyone who reads this blog, and I see that Thrice did a version. I mean, I like Thrice as much as the next girl, but South FM made that song theirs with their awsomeness.
I want to hear this Thrice version and see if it has the same beginning tabs and everything. Because, that song will just not be the same if it doesn't sound like some damn ballad in the beginning. That was the funniest fucking thing in the world, sitting with Car in our car and thinking wow this song sounds really sweet and sad, and then its like try not to sleep with your best friend's boyfriend. man, so awsome. Now that that's out of my mind, we'll move onto the acutal blogging. On Saturday I was supposed to go out with the guys and my mommy to see Kill Bill Vol.
II, but Chris had to grandpa sit so those plans were scratched. Instead, I went to the bookstore and read a book. It was called Gingerbread and was amazing. I think I just really connected with the lead, because I can get that being a 16 year old girl. It made me kinda teary at the end, but man it was deep. Later that night Jack had a game, so I went down to the field with Garrett.
We actually stayed and watched the game. Well, I didn't really watch, I kinda kept on drifting off into my own little Katharine world. But it was fun, and I had a corndog. Which, as I look back, it's really no wonder I'm such a hefer, becaue I'm always eating like corndogs and taco bell and shit. Sunday we finally did see Kill Bill Vol. II.
I loved it so much, I so amazed. It was really good people, really good. I was very happy Christopher finally got to see it, I know he'd be waiting since the end of the first one. Plus, there was this one guy who would always toss his beard over his shoulder in a very Cher-like manner. I always felt like making the "Hooooooooo" that Jack on Will & Grace does. The guys and I wandered around after the movie, which was fun but by the end of it we were all pretty tired.
Well, at least I was. I mean, I wasn't really even into shopping. Except I totally have to get the Drive-Thru Records DVD, becuase Kenny is one it like five times and he's so goddamn cute. I love the music (The Starting Line, New Found Glory, Something Corporate), but he's so cute. He's like *this* close to Seth on my weird celebrity crush barometer. I actually got to see my mother for many hours this week.
She really liked it when I referred to myself as an auction orphen. And she bought my Orangina, which is this French carbinated orange juice basically, and I love it. I was sick and she even bought me cranberry juice and heated it for me. Just so you all know, on yesterday's Angel, Spike was dead for a while and I was beyond happy. I've been sick and haven't talked to Garrett or Chris in forever, which makes me sad. I think I'm gonna give the dear boys a ring.
Just 1 Quote (becuase I've been repressing all that is Jake, becuase he's excessivly happy and I'm excessivly sick, but I still love him, as does Danni) Carolyn: So he's the nominator. I mean barominator. I mean announcer. Me-Ok, barominator isn't even a word. And how the hell does that get thrown into the mix with 'announcer'? Music of the Moment South FM-Dear Claudia *not Thrice you see* 
