... homework. So many rehearsals. So many college essays to write. So very much to do.
On the bright side, I get to go see Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band live! REALLY soon! I would marry Conor Oberst, I think. Cause he's brilliant. But then I would also marry Neil Patrick Harris (Dr. Horrible), who is gay. And Harold (from Harold and Maude), who is a fictional character. And Gene Kelly, who is dead.
It seems that all of the people whom I would quite happily marry are in some way or another quite unavailable.
So. I've pretty much always been a nerd. Even when I was say, eight, and watched bad television, it was nerdy bad television. Recently, one particular show has been haunting me. I could remember the general premise, some of the characters, and the fact that it was a lot like Mighty Morphin Power Rangers except even more on crack plus in Ireland (sort of) and with faeries; but I couldn't remember what it was called. Thanks to the wonders of Wikipedia, though, I was able to find out its name:The Mystic Knights of Tir Na Nog. Behold the glory...
Classy, no? Indeed. I had very good taste. I remember thinking that Deirdre was made of uberawesome and being totally frustrated that her element wasn't water.
Another example of my impeccable taste... When I was in kindergarten, I was absolutely infatuated with a series of books called The Jewel Kingdom. Classic literature. No doubt about it.
I think I wanted to be the emerald princess. Or maybe the ruby one. Possibly both. But not the diamond one or the sapphire one. They were the boring ones, as far as I can remember. Whereas Roxanne the Ruby Princess and Emily the Emerald Princess were TOTALLY BADASS!
So basically, in case you had any doubt whatsoever, I always was and continue to be ridiculously, utterly and inescapably cool. Period. The end.
