hello dolly

i am in need of an xfiles marathon. dang it all if i don't miss that show something awful. and icecream; still miss icecream.

so, in my p.e. class, the teacher gives us two "free" days, meaning that we can miss two classes without being docked points. i find this extremely generous, as my art classes always start docking you points at the first absence, and automatically fail you after four (oddly, i'm pretty sure i missed at least four drawing classes last term, and passed the class with a b). i think this p.e. class can do this because of the people that take the class, yaknow, special needs and all (doctors have a habit of being available at inconvenient times, and the school thankfully recognizes this.) anywho, my point. tomorrow i am taking a free day. not going to this one class enables me to not leave til 1p, as versus the normal 8:30a. and so, i shall take advantage of a "free day" and i shall do nothing for a few extra hours. because i need to.

did you know that january 26 is national australia day? i didn't either until i happened to glance at the calender in the kitchen. australia day is all about "celebrating what's great about australia and being australian". now, correct me if i'm wrong, but comparitively to most holidays, it seems a titch flaky. not that i'm not all for a bit of bbq and fireworks. but i mean, the only thing i have to compare it to is the state's fourth of july; and, well, the fourth of july has a history and all. yaknow, "independence day" from the british and all that. okay, i correct myself: australia day apparently dates back to when captain arthur phillip took posession of a colony and became its governor on january 26, 1788. so i guess it does have, yaknow, a history and all. here i am thinking it's just something made up like mother's day or christmas. so, happy australia day!

so i'm watching the golden globes last night (w00t to lotr: rotk!) and not really paying attention (nothing interesting was winning, really). and i see the woman that won for best supporting actress in a tv series or miniseries (or whatever that category was), mary-louise parker, as she walks up on stage to accept her reward. and i start thinking, damn, her boobs look gorgeous in that dress! and i wished my boobs could look that gorgeous any day, let alone be gorgeous enough to be in a dress like she was wearing. and i think, yaknow, the only way i could ever have boobs that gorgeous is if i have a kid. that's the only way, what with the milk and breastfeeding and all. and then as she gets up on stage, parker says "Janel Moloney just told me she would pay me a thousand dollars if I thanked my newborn son for my boobs looking so good in this dress." ah, okay then. good to know it's not just me.

*sigh* still hoping that my lactose intolerance will magically be replaced by icecream.