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Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Coolest. Toy. Evah!
I was in Toys R Us, never mind why, and I saw my new Holy Grail. I haven't been this blown away by a toy since the stuffed Alien plushie.
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000209UY0/qid=1095197740/sr=1-7/ref=sr_1_7/102-8436682-3930540?v=glance&s=toys
Yeah, copy/paste that. I'll wait.
Okay, tell me that's not freaking awesome? I've decided to buy an old brown trenchcoat from a thrift store ("These clothes smell like grandmas") and go as Doc Ock this Halloween, just to have a legitimate excuse to buy that toy. Words can't really do it justice.
I finally have a plan for my psychology experiment. We're going to start a petition, and tell people it's to, say, raise the minimum wage. But the paper they actually sign will be a petition for something completely different. We'll see how many people actually read the damn thing.
Lying to strangers in the name of higher education. I like it.
And, since my birthday is Monday, I got my gift from my parents: a radio/CD player for my car. Now, I can play CD's. In my car. Yay!
I'm going to play Yu-Gi-Oh! at HobbyTown. You guys go read Solo's review of Digimon Rumble Arena 2, then go read and vote for Azale, then watch Scrubs on NBC. That sounds like a busy and fulfiling plan for your evening. It's not like you were doing anything important.
I'm too sexy for my shirt.
Thought of the moment: I'm hungry...
Quote of the moment: "That's loser talk!" -Tokagero
Song of the moment:
"Ninety-nine Red Balloons", covered by Goldfinger
You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we’ve got
Set them free at the break of dawn
‘Til one by one they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, something’s out there
Floating in the summer sky
Ninety-nine red balloons go by
Ninety-nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it’s red alert
There’s something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
As ninety-nine red balloons go by
Ninety-nine decisions treat
Ninety-nine ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call out the troops now in a hurry
This is what we’ve waited for
This is it, boys, this is war
The President is on the line
As ninety-nine red balloons go by
Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich für schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht
Mann, wer hätte das gedacht?
Daß es einmal so weit kommt
Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Luftballons
Ninety-nine dreams I have had
And every one a red balloon
It’s all over, and I’m standing pretty
In the dust that was a city
I could find a souvenir
Just to prove the world was here
Here it is, a red balloon
I think of you and let it go
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