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Mar. 14th, 2004 04:01 pmThis afternoon, I'm watching Jumanji. I had a blast watching this with my roommate, her sister, and a friend of theirs. (I should know more people who can be linked to in IMDB, because that's just cool. Oh, and plus, he's hot.) For whatever reason, Jumanji terrified my roommate, so we'd take turns pinching her while she was distracted. And Austin walked up behind her on the couch (they have their room set up with the couches not against the wall, so there's walking around room behind them) and grabbed her by the back of her neck, and it was all anyone could have asked for and I still snicker when I watch the movie because of that.
Today it is cold and grey outside, and unlike yesterday we're not burning leaves, which is good because I was so sick last night, and I can't blame the food, since it was the second night I had it, and my mother had the same thing, so I think it was the smoke. Blech. But the dryer's just finished, so I should go put my real pants on (instead of my fun flannel pants that aren't very warm unless I'm lazing around reading under piles of fleece blankets), and go upstairs and help my mom. She's spring cleaning her bedroom, and thus I have to move boxes around in my bedroom so that we can get to the attic (for putting bags of clothing and such up there since there are no salvation army type things around here to give the clothing to) and so that the door to the guest bedroom can be opened, since my mom wants put her new dresser up in her bedroom, and we won't be able to get it past the toilet and sink in the bathroom, so it'll have to go in through my bedroom, the guest bedroom, and then her room.
Or I could water the plants.
Today it is cold and grey outside, and unlike yesterday we're not burning leaves, which is good because I was so sick last night, and I can't blame the food, since it was the second night I had it, and my mother had the same thing, so I think it was the smoke. Blech. But the dryer's just finished, so I should go put my real pants on (instead of my fun flannel pants that aren't very warm unless I'm lazing around reading under piles of fleece blankets), and go upstairs and help my mom. She's spring cleaning her bedroom, and thus I have to move boxes around in my bedroom so that we can get to the attic (for putting bags of clothing and such up there since there are no salvation army type things around here to give the clothing to) and so that the door to the guest bedroom can be opened, since my mom wants put her new dresser up in her bedroom, and we won't be able to get it past the toilet and sink in the bathroom, so it'll have to go in through my bedroom, the guest bedroom, and then her room.
Or I could water the plants.
