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May. 4th, 2005 03:03 pmGuess what my dad found in the attic? 1. His and my mum's school certificates. IN UKRAINIAN. 2. A bunch of dodgy pirated Russian cartoons. Some random japanese people taped them off the TV, and blanked out the russian words "so nobody would know it's russian". But they left in the music, with Russian words.
I'm so totally bringing those along to the next party, because they are awesome and funny.
Yesterday was the Shakespeare Festival. Now, I bet Stan and Avi, right now, are going "Yeah, never got round to going to that - oh well, we've seen it at the last one, what could we POSSIBLY have missed?" Well, NYER. The vase exploded.
No, I'm serious. We were going really well, we were smoother and more tightly knit than last time and dropping NO lines and everyone said I was SO freakily sleazEH and I ran off the stage and I collapse on a block behind the curtain when suddenly I hear this huuuge smashing noise, and I'm like "...wait a sec. That wasn't supposed to happen." Evidently Annie slammed it down on the table a LITTLE too forcefully. She just continued like it was meant to happen, and the lights went down, thunderous applause, five minute interval to pick up glass from the floor.