The Darkest Dark Abyss

Harry looked over his new surroundings. As a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry he had many opportunities handed to him. Probably one of his favorites was the chance he had last year; his sixth year; to defeat the most evil wizard of all time-Lord Voldemort. But this year, Harry was looking forward to a new kind of adventure. When Dumbledore had approached him about a study abroad program the school was developing, Harry knew he needed to be involved. He had quickly forced his best friends Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Draco to sign up as well.
So here he was, with his four best friends, on the campus of the Salem Institute of Magic, the American version of Hogwarts. It seemed bigger to him, and less mystical. Instead of one giant castle, the Salem Institute was arranged much like a college campus, with several buildings centered around one main gathering hall. Harry felt overwhelmed. How would he ever find his way around here? "I would rather be facing old Moldy-Warts again, then to get lost in this place," Harry thought to himself.
"There should be a representative here to meet us," Professor Snape stated. He came along to supervise the Hogwarts students and offer his expertise in Potions brewing, as Salem's former Chemistry teacher ingested the wrong vial of medicine and was currently in the local wizard hospital St. Craigo's with a bad case of narcolepsy. "I don't think I need to remind you all that it is very important that you be on your best behavior. These Americans can be quite troublesome and I certainly don't want any of you taking part in their schemes."
"Well, you certainly have us pegged. Take it from one of those troublesome Americans, our lives may not be as sophisticated as yours over in England, but at least we know how to have fun," came a voice from behind them. Harry turned to see the most attractive woman standing behind them with a grin on her face from ear to ear. His emerald eyes stared at her, until she noticed his gaze and winked one of her fierce blue eyes at him, still grinning.
"Are you the Professor who is supposed to meet us," Hermione said, noticing that all of the men around her were occupied with staring.
"Yep, that's me. You can call me Miss. Williamson. Gabrielle Williamson. And that tall, dark haired skinny one must be Severus Snape. It's a pleasure to meet you."
TO BE CONTINUED...

The New Busser

My day at work consisted of the new busser forcing me to drop my bus bin and therefore ruining an already crappy day. Then he yelled at me, saying he didn't have any room for dishes. What the Crap?
Okay, here's my opinion of the night. The Leatherby's needs to put more ketchup in the fry sauce. Over the past few days I have had several comments from customers telling me that it wasn't the right color of red, due to the lack of ketchup. This is a sore issue from me, something that I have believed since I first started coming to the Leath four years ago. I say we all band together to get the Leath to put more Ketchup there. It needs to be more pink. Pink I tell you!
Also I just thought that I would mention that I bought tickets for Star Wars today, May 19, 10:10 pm. If you want to come with us, you need to go get tickets now. Anywho, see you later.

ah-to blog perchance to dream

I tried blogging the other day, but my sister's computer was jacked up. That's right, I am currently living in my sister's house, on an aerobed which is pretty much more comfortable than anything I plan on sleeping on in the near future. My life at this house consists of me getting up at obscene times, due to some little guys I know, going to work, coming home, and then lurking about in the dark because they all go to bed really early and I don't want to wake them up. It has been really fun though, because the little guys are really cute. I creamed Dylan in a game of Junior Monopoly the other day. He didn't stand a chance, even though he had sole possession of the boardwalk.
On the bright side, my sister and I watched Lemony Snicket tonight. That's right, I bought it and we all need to watch it soon. Sarah didn't like it as much as I thought that she should, thus proving that only really cool people can understand the joy that is Lemony Snicket. Anywho, off to see who else has blogged. Come on people, we are actually spread across the country right now, we need to blog to retain the friendships.

I Had a Lot of Plans for Tonight

Well, tonight was going to be productive. Until I realized that there was a world of internet surfing yet to be had. Freakishly Tall is here. I wish that he would get a permanent. It would look so good, flying in the breeze as he runs or drives his yellow truck. Short post, but then, I am not very motivated right now.

Okay-So maybe it wasn't Mono

The good news is that my cold is getting better, thanks in part to the blessed cold gel caps I bought. I wish that there was something memorable that has happened to me recently. I wore my new pink pants today. I bought them at the fat people store and they are so comfortable. Fat people really do know what they are doing. And they look really cute on me, if I do say so myself. I am eating Cookies and Cream ice cream and I must say, it is really good. It used to be my favorite flavor at Baskin Robins, and I can see why. I have really good taste.

Yes, That's my real voice.

So I have had a wonderful week, and a crappy one at the same time. Let's start out with the fact that the Star Wars convention was so fabulous. That's all I have to say about that. Then disco skating surpassed even my wild imagination. And let's not fail to mention that the Rage's massage table finally arrived and I was one of the first to experience the blessedness of her new career choice. My back has never felt better. The bad part of the week comes in the form of a mystery cold/ cough that I have. Pretty much, I think that I have mono. But no one seems to believe me because how could I possibly contracted such an illness. Besides the fact that two certain freshman who are little more than glorified carrier monkeys for Mono have been over at our house a lot. And Natalie from Famous told me yesterday that the tests came back positive. What does she have? Oh yeah, Mono. Also, I might also have something that my friends call being a hypochondriac. No Adrienne, that's not what you think it is, it means that you think you are sick all of the time. But anyone who knows me knows that I am sick all of the time. I wonder what strange disease I am contracting right now?

Sin City

Well, I went to a movie today. Sin City. But if you are going to judge me about it then just think that I went to The Pacifier with Vin Diesel. I've decided a few things about myself. I really don't mind excessive amounts of violence. I really like Bruce Willis. I also continue to enjoy pretty much every Robert Rodriguez movie, including Spy Kids, which I may or may not own. Sin City is one of those movies in which there was an excessive amount of violence, but I enjoyed none the less. Let's just say that at one point Elijah Wood, who pretty much played the creepiest character in the movie, was tied to a tree with all of his limbs cut off while a dog...well, we won't get into that. I keep trying to tell myself that I shouldn't have enjoyed the movie so much, but then I think about how fake everything was. Sure it was bloody, but when the blood is yellow or some other type of color, I have a hard time being grossed out. The grossest part of the whole movie for me was the nudity at the beginning. I hate nudity, probably more than anything. It was hard to think of the cute mom from Spy Kids, all walking around naked, so I became really involved in the popcorn that I was eating during those parts.
Frankly, I really enjoyed the movie, but the people that I went with hated it. We'll call them "Rachel" and "Michele". Then again, they can sit through really scary movies, in fact, they search them out, whereas I pee my pants during pretty much any kind of scary scene. Previews for scary movies are more than I can handle.
I am pretty upset right now, I won't get into it, but hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. It better be or I might just have to do something drastic, like cry or something.

My Life As a Suckfest

Okay, I haven't posted in awhile so you all must be dieing to know what I have been up to. I have numbered the occurences so that it will be easier for you to follow.
1. Sunday: A good day. Conference as we all know, or for some of us who are evil, the thing you should have been watching instead of sleeping. Or at least trying to watch while "resting" your eyes. I may have cried at one point, and I don't cry for just anything. Okay, maybe for The Notebook, Finding Neverland, and Ordinary People.
2. Monday: The Work and the Glory. I don't think anything more needs to be said. Just get out your dollar and head to the movies.
3. Monday: Hello, it's like midnight and I am in bed. Yeah, how wierd is that. I hope I didn't miss anything fun. I think I was even in bed before Jen, JEN!.
4. Tuesday: The reason I was in bed before 4. I had to work at 6. In the morning. Putting shoes together.
5. Tuesday Afternoon: The best nap in the whole world. Phantom of the Opera playing in the background. Masquerade! Paper faces on parade...
6. Tuesday Night: Work again. On the other hand, I did get to work with Jimbolicious, who does not look like a troll, I might add. Oh, and I made a lot of money.
7. Wednesday: It's six again, I was at work. Yuck! And with Red-headed beady-eyed James no less. I hate him so much. Remember how he had those keys around his neck all morning long, just clanking around the store, putting shoes away, talking on the phone to his twin brother (yes double the annoyance because there are two of them), and jingling even more with those keys. I wanted to stab his beady-eyes out with them after like an hour. I had to pray for a better attitude of him as a preventative measure.
That's all, it only took me like five hours to check everyone's blog and update. Boy, that's tough.

Why aren't the lambs silent?

I may or may not have watched the Silence of the Lambs on T.V. last night, edited for content of course. I really like that movie, although the creepiness of the whole thing astounds me. Still the scariest part is still when Clarice goes to "Buffalo Bill's" house, finds out he is the killer, gets trapped in the basement with the lights off and you watch the scene through the scary night vision goggles that the creepy guy wears. But the best part of the movie, besides the dog getting stuck in the hole is "It puts the lotion on the skin or else it gets the hose". Ah, those immortal lines.
I am currently watching a repeat of conference. Yeah, I am pretty spiritual. I sold a lot of accessories at work today, that's gonna be good for my average.

my talents seem to be endless

I have done many a funny thing in my lifetime. My daily life cracks myself up. But last night was one of the greatest moments of my life. For those of you who missed it, I hear that will be available on DVD shortly. Just the sight of Michele in the curly hobbit wig was enough to bring tears of joy to my eyes.
I love Oprah. She is probably one of the greatest things this country has ever produced. Only Oprah can brings the entire cast of