I'm really bored.

...And I'm listening to Q107 via the internet. They're playing Pink Floyd.

So I went to the library today to pick up a book on Australia, a book on the history of airplanes, a book called I Am Rembrandt's Daughter and two U2 CDs - Achtung Baby and The Unforgettable Fire. Mom had nothing to pick up, which is a shocker, because she almost always has a pile of books and DVDs to pick up.

Then it was off to Michaels, where I got the new issue of Knit.1 and mom got some Bernat Handicrafter Cotton that was on sale. That location, which is the new one, has pretty much the same yarns as the one in Ancaster, but the aisles are roomier at the new location. Then we went to Indigo to get calendars. My calendar is an Artwork of John Lennon one, which is awesome. I can't remember which calendar Mom got. Dad didn't get a calendar, but he did get a coffee at Starbucks.

So I put some of the CDs I got for Christmas on my computer. I still have more to add to my iTunes library, but I put Maximum Cowbell, Planet Pop 80s, Robert Plant and Alison Krauss, Coldplay and Elton John on iTunes. Sweet :)

Also, with help from Mom, I got my left speaker to kick back on!

Well, THAT was pointless.

My sister Katie and her boyfriend Dan are over. I came down to see them, then went back upstairs because Dad was being a jerk. When I came down, Dad asked me if I was going with them. Where? I asked. Indigo and Michaels. So I had to wolf down leftover Chinese take-out and get ready to go out. Mom got pissed off because I was rushing. Katie was telling me the temperature in Celsius instead of Fahrenheit, and asked me, "What are you, American?" to which I replied, "I'm Transylvanian, bitch." I was joking, but she said, "This bitch is driving." So I said I was joking. And when I was putting on my ski jacket, my mom yelled, "Why are you wearing your ski jacket?" or something like that, so I put on my brown hoodie instead. After some yelling and screaming, we all piled into their rental car and went to Indigo.

(I was screaming and yelling and crying because I was under the impression that they were on their way out the door. When I told them I needed to eat, my mom said they were practically on their way out. Huh.)

Since it's close to Christmas, I didn't get any CDs at Indigo, although I was very tempted to get 80s Gold, or Bruce Springsteen: Greatest Hits, or Rush: Gold or perhaps Cat Stevens: Gold. Instead, Mom got British 80s Gold and we got The Essential Blues Brothers for Dad.

I got so pissed off when we were in Michaels, because I only got to look at the yarn for a minute or so. I wanted to see if there was discount yarn, or maybe look at some needles. But no, we looked at garlands and ornaments, but I only got to look at a few displays of yarn. I didn't get to go into the aisles and look.

Well, I have to go to Chapters soon to get the new issue of Knit.1, so maybe I'll get to the Michaels in Ancaster.

I KNOW WHY I FEEL LIKE CRAP!!! :)

It's that time of the month. Yep. THAT time.

Plus, I have a lot of items to pick up from the library, and more coming. By the time everything's in, I'll have to pick up: four CDs, two books and two DVDs. Huzzah.

I got to play a bit of Final Fantasy VIII last night, but I decided to turn it off after a bit because the weather was making the TV flicker. I don't understand why I didn't turn it off when the storm started... I guess I was too stubborn.

Justin's scarf is coming along. It's looking more like a tube than it was before.

Oh, and I got to talk to Max on MSN the other night! :D

Feeling ick.

I'm an idiot.

I ate two small bowls of these spicy cheddar potato chips with some chip dip mixed with plain yogurt. Now I'm feelin' the burn.... literally.

However, the soundtrack from The Song Remains The Same is in transit, along with another CD - Bob Dylan's Highway 61 Revisited (Insert happy dance here!).

I started working on a back-to-school shopping list - well, back-to-homeschool, to be precise. So far, I've decided that I need some pencils, a pen jar, a planner and some film for my purple camera. On my list is also a sub-list entitled 'other' - so far, I have knickers and black pants on that sub-list.

I also need to pester my dad to move that giant computer monitor off my table. I hate it when people dump stuff on my table - especially huge stuff like a friggin' computer monitor! That monstrosity was meant for me to use, but since my stupid, evil brother decided not to let me have his old CPU, even though he said I could if I got a monitor, keyboard, etc... well, the monitor is pretty much useless to me, but my dad can hook it up to this computer 'cause the monitor we're currently using is rather dark. I have to squint when I look at dark photos.

So there you have it. My dad, AKA He Who Never Listens.