|Please excuse the madness.
||[Feb. 26th, 2004|08:09 pm]
|||||David Bowie - Suffragette City||]|
Hey man, oh leave me alone you know
Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
Hey man, I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place
Hey man, my schooldays insane
Hey man, my work's down the drain
Hey man, well she's a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she... then she...
Like I said! Lyrics of the day! Although...those lyrics might give the wrong impression... The very wrong impression...
I just had a good day, is all. The Sid is not whining today. The Sid is not being emotional and stupid today. The Sid is laughing hysterically at almost everything today. Of course, that could have something to do with the Exploding Potion of Doom. I skipped lunch to help this little third year Hufflepuff girl with some Potions practice (when they pay with cookies and butterbeer, I can't refuse) and I told her about TEN TIMES that it was supposed to be mugwart, not toadswart. So what did she add? Toadswart.
Pretty sure you all would've loved that show - Sid sitting on a desk with a bottle of butterbeer about ready to tip back and suddenly he's covered in violet and fuschia slime.
Absolutely gorgeous, me.
After an event like that, though, pretty much everything seems real funny the rest of the day. Said Hufflepuff about died of embarassment, but I think she's alright now. I got most of the slime off and washed out. My hair's still a little pink in the wrong light, but I can handle that.