You're a mean one...

I am a Grinch.

I am a Scrooge.

I'm all the bad people from all the holiday stories.

But it's all those stupid middle schoolers faults. They bang on my door with no costumes and demand candy and they're surrounding me and much bigger than me and if I don't give them candy, they egg my house. I even heard a few of them plotting at the store today. And now I am cranky 'cause since when are you allowed to trick or treat with no costume?

And also the mom's with the adorable little kids. The kids are sweet and cute and take one candy with their chubby little hands and the mom's reach in behind them and smile sweetly at me and yell "Happy Halloween, thank you!" really loudly while grabbing three more candies from the bowl. No! That is not how it works! The kids seem to get it, the moms don't, what is up with that? Kids get candy, not moms, and don't tell me that's all for your kid 'cause the little three year old in the dinosaur costume can barely pronounce "candy" let alone eat that much of it.

I am such a scrooge. I don't even like myself tonight.

Bah humbug.

Dear Halloween,

I am so over you.

Please exit stage right.

kthxbye

All my love,
Robin

Computer broke. Again. So that's why I'm MIA.

And there are kittens living in/under my garage!!!

And I'm tired and not really in a writing mood so...adios.

I'm an extraordinary machine...

Oops...did I forget to mention that I'm back? (Thanks Ender for reminding me about this blog thingermawhatsit)

Sorry. It's been a busy week. I got back Monday and was totally exhausted, barely got to say hi to my parents and eat dinner before falling asleep.

So yes, what else is up.... well I'm trying to figure out what I should do about Halloween. I'm scheduled to work the morning, which, yay, actually getting to work on Halloween (amazing that I actually WANT to work on Halloween), but that means I'm not sure I'll want to come back at night to help give out candy and if I don't come back, well..what's the point in a costume?

So if anyone has any ideas....and don't you dare say "Sexy Nurse"....there will be children around! I was thinking of going with a female Robin from Batman and Robin. But that's just asking for all the cheesy jokes I get on a usual basis anyway.

And just so you know, when I'm going away and will be flying on a plane I usually leave a goodbye note saying love you 'cause...planes scare me and I fear something bad will happen.

Lalala. And yes I actually do say "Lalala" in real life. Jake was shocked to find that one out, hehe.

Visiting Josh was lots o fun. Like a barrel o monkeys...or a cup o noodles...okay now I'm just being weird. P.S. Did anyone have that "barrel o monkeys" game when they were little? I don't remember exactly what the point of it was, but I remember a yellow barrel shaped container and a bunch of red plastic monkeys that you had to hook together I think....

Anyway. We almost went to see Lisa Loeb, but didn't. And then we almost made cookies, but then didn't. But there was a quiz. And don't even think I'm joking. Oh, but aren't we kinky? Anyway, Josh = way neat. In the nifty way, not the clean way...though he is quite clean, as well. So he's neat in all senses of the word.

Also, he made me eat my vegetables. Seriously. 'Cause I eat too much crap and apperently peas are good for you.

And he did nice things for me, but I'm not supposed to mention them so that he can keep up his "I'm not ACTUALLY that nice" rep at his house. But he totally is. ;-P And his roommates are REALLY quite amusing. There were more than a few my-cheeks-hurt-and-I-can't-breathe laughter moments. And I can say that since they don't read this and it won't go to their heads ;-). (Ack, too many smileys!!!)

Oh, and I have a story about getting my iPod replaced, but I'll save that for another entry 'cause this one's getting a bit lengthy. And we all know that if it's long, no one's gonna read it. Oh short attention spans, how...short you are.

I'll be wittier when I'm less sleepy, I promise.

Off to visit Josh! Whee!

Love you all. Later. :-)

-Robin

Charity

You probably heard about the big earthquake in South and Central Asia. Here's a list of charities that are accepting donations to help out:

List of charities

Donate. Do it. Please? If not to this, to some other good cause. Make the world a better place. Now go donate some money or time before I have to start singing some lame 80's song.

Love you all,
Robin

Dear Apple,

It was really nice of you to give me that shiny new iPod when the first one broke after a mere seven months of use.

What's not so nice is that the shiny new one is now broken even worse in less than three months. And I took even better care of this one! Got it a pretty dinosaur case and everything!

So here's an idea, dear sweet Apple....how about the next time you're thinking of creating some new fancy mp3 technology that's small enough to carry up your butt or something, how 'bout you just focus on making the stuff you've already invented work for longer than five minutes?

That seem like something you could do?

All my love,
Robin


P.S. I feel like a spoiled asshole complaining about my broken ipod when there are clealy people in worse situations than I, but c'mon, it was a very generous gift from my family and for that kinda money it'd be nice for it to work properly. Although, I gotta give them credit, at least the last time it broke they gave me a new one without much hassle and a month after the warranty had expired (although I had brought it in earlier when the warranty was still in effect and they sent me packing, so that was part of the reason I got decent treatment...plus the well fitted tee shirt and big smile I had the second time I went in probably helped). Although that was in California. When I brought it to the store in NJ on the first try they kinda blew me off....huh....lets hope that doesn't happen again.

Gordon the Garden Gnome = Really lame rip off of David the Gnome which was the shit.

I need a nap.

And reading things on Lost websites makes me fear zombies for no apparent reason.


Damn you, JJ Abrams!!! Damn you!!!!

I'm currently pretty boring, so I'll just say a few things.

1. Joseph, where are you? You make me worry.

2. Go see Serenity ASAP it's amazing.


More later.

Love you all.

-Robin

Darth Squirrel

Last night I had a dream that we were putting on a play of Star Wars. Molly was the lead ('cause c'mon, Molly's always the lead!*) but I got a part in a scene with her (probably 'cause the director went, "Hey, Molly's friend is hanging around, lets give her a part") where I was talking about being in love with Luke Skywalker and also being on some kind of spy mission for Molly? And even though it didn't originally specify my relationship with Molly, we decided we were sisters? And it was possibly a musical. And then the death star split in half and people started falling out into space. Seriously.


And also, outside of the play, this kid from elementary school and this other kid from high school like..injected me with some drug when I wasn't paying attention, but I caught them and freaked out and went around telling everyone they were trying to drug me. And so my dad went after them with a light saber, but they tried to attack me and then I pulled out my own light saber and was like "Oh yeah, bitches? Think I can't take you?" I didn't really say that, but I think that was the sentiment. It was fucking weird.

Also, there was a squirrel stuck in my window when I woke up this morning. Got him free though, thank goodness. Poor little squirrel.

*That was not a dig at Molly, she just got the lead a lot in the school plays and that's probably how it wound up in my dream. Plus half the time I'd get put in extra scenes in the plays if I showed up to wait for Molly (as waiting a couple of hours to get a ride from her seemed way better than walking home in the cold by myself...not sure if that actually makes sense, but...it was cold and I had no life anyway) when she had rehearsals I wasn't really needed for. Love you, Molly!