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Sweetness. Perry can sing. There are a few sounds in this world that drive me insane. The squeaky sound of rubbing a hair from atop my head. Eew, I just made myself shudder. The sound of rubbing a balloon, sometimes. Other times it's okay, but most of the time... And my sister's inability to read silently. What ends up happening, is she sits behind me, and reads to herself, in a voice that's not loud enough to be a whisper, but it's still there enough to be able to pronounce ever little "cluck" of her tongue, and all of her "s" sounds. And the sounds that bugs me the most about people is the...wet, clicky noise some people make when they talk. It's hard to describe, but ugh. So I'm getting that, and the whistley "s" sound, which sucks. But she's not capable of reading silently, so whatever. I've decided to play some Jane's Addiction to drown her out. Yay. Lindsey's coming! YAY! I haven't seen her in a good while. The fam is going out to the horsey races, and I'm going to stay here and wait up for her. I mean, I'd like to go to the horse races, but y'know. I like hanging out with my friend, and I'd feel bad if she came out and just kinda milled about while we weren't home. So that's my plan for tonight. And tomorrow, we're going to a big ol' concert. Van's Warped Tour. Yay! No telling how long we'll actually stay out there. I mean, we may get bored, or our ears may begin to bleed, but eh. It's cool. Perry Farrell has a very strange voice. Anyone seen THIS? That's freaky deaky, dude. Okay. I'm gonna go...do stuff... <-Ghost-> |
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