Hiphopopotamus

So if you've spoken to me recently you'll know that I've fallen head over heels in love with the wonderful folk music comedy duo Flight of the Conchords. With this and the Mighty Boosh it really makes me wish I was a guy with another guy and we did comedy with music involved. But then again, just doing something funny that's already being done usually doesn't work out that well, so I'll just have to come up with my own new form of awesome. Wonder how I'll do that. Hmm, anyways. Today Isabel, Ryan and I went to a barbecue which more consisted of sitting around smoking and drinking beer and occasionally going over to get some guacamole and pineapple than actual barbecue activity, although the drinking part of the barbecue was right on. And we set up a bit of furniture porn, which was fun. It rained a bit throughout and finally we decided that we were really tired and needed a nap, and I needed some fruit in addition to a nap, so they dropped me off and we all proceeded to sleep, with the intention of meeting up later for a party. I, being the party pooper that I am, decided not to go out since I'm still really tired and feeling lumpy and have class tomorrow. Now it's almost 3:30 am and there's an infomercial for Tempur-Pedic on the tv, and I'm too lazy to turn it off. I probably should've just gone to the party since I probably would've been home by now anyways. Oh well, if I had gone out I wouldn't have gotten to....blog. Sad. My room is in a real sad state, so I should take care of that tomorrow. Perhaps. Maybe Monday. My nose is runny and I don't care for it not even one bit, let alone two. Oh, I'm blonde...well almost. I'm more orange in the style of Vitamin C, you know that lady who sang a couple years back, Allison knows, or at least she should because she sings 'Love Will Keep Us Together' in 'Get Over It'. Allison, if you don't, please accept this e-smack over the head. Anyhoo, I think I'm gonna go crawl back into the Arabian tent known as my bed.