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My mother is trying to kill me with Snow Patrol.  I took her to a secondhand music store where she bought their new album… BLECH.    All the songs are similar sounding with awkward lyrics and the vocals sound forced. 
‘Chasing Cars’ wasn’t too bad when it came out but my mom has since overplayed it to the point where the song makes me viciously grumpy and she still blares it every day. 
(And my mom’s stereo system is better than mine… only because she uses the floor subwoofers that reach up to my waist.  )

ZOMG My coffee is soooo good.  ‘Vanilla Caramel Brownie’ creamer.  I saw it at the store and was like no… it’s not sugarfree... and then I stared at it some more and announced to myself, "Well, Inmate, you’re only young once!" 
Yep. 

My parents and I watched ‘Independence Day’ last night.  Not long into the movie, I gleefully realized "Mr. President:" was none other than "Lone Star" from Spaceballs. 
From then on, every time someone called, "Mr. President!"  I would say, "Lo-one STAR."  This would make my dad crack up and my mom go, "Be QUIET!"
The best moment happened at the end when Pullman (the actor) says, "I’m a combat pilot."  And I said, "Of a WINNEBAGO!"  And my dad lost his shit all over the couch and my mom got mad because she couldn’t hear anything that was said in the movie afterward. 

Which reminds me, there was a girl at dance one time that wore a shirt that went something like this:

I LOVE

We all know what the shirt MEANT but I automatically thought, "I love Helmet."  YAY Spaceballs (I’m not obsessive.  )  and I laughed so hard I almost fell over.  This was in the middle of tap class.  LOL. 
Deja vu.  I might have told this story before somewhere.  Oddness. 

My cat either wants some coffee or wants to swat my mug, I’m not sure.  No, never mind, at the moment she prefers my knee.  Or the keyboard.  o.O  Hmm. 
She’s relaxed a lot during the night- not as psycho as she used to be, thankfully.  She used to be NUTS.
She sleeps on my bed during the night but she gives up often- I don’t blame her.  I’ve nailed her GOOD a couple of times (I sleep like I live- actively  ).

I love Halloween.  I wonder how this neighborhood is going to be with trick-or-treaters?  I get off early on the 31st- I think I’m off at 6- so I should be home to view most of the action.  I abhor dressing up though.  Last year I think I threw on my mom’s old monk cape, did my make-up really bad ass (my most female-like talent) and called it a costume.  Yep.  Those are what we southerners like to call "skillz".  Heh heh heh.

Next summer, I should have the money so I don’t care what the hell is going on- I am OUT of here.  I am moving out to LA.  It’s my target time. 

I desire more amazing coffee.  Peace.

†   INMATE   †

Wearing::  Green/Blue plaid boxers, blue tie-dye tank top.
Last ate::  Oatmeal w/soymilk and topped with Cranberry Almond Crunch cereal.
Feeling::  Peppy!
Reading:: ‘The Black Raven’ Katharine Kerr