Heey. There. There there.
where? love is all around
So today it was raining. Really violently. And I had to go to the bank. Well I wanted to go. And I was actually looking forward to getting soaked. A lil walk in the rain never hurt anyone. Probably. Well maybe. But nevermind. Guess what happened two minutes before I left the house? The rain went away and the sun started to shine. Now that's timing. I bet all you rain-haters and nay-sayers would have loved that. I was mildly disappointed.
the rain in spain. Is wet. Or something.
Even the weather hates me. I'd say if I was some sort of pessimist.
which I'm not of course. Haha.
But I got my money for nothing and went on to the shop. Enacting Star Wars moments as I went along. Not actual moments from the film. Just made up moments. Steering my spacecraft through the dangerous asteroids (played by the people in the shop). I do believe I took on the role of Luke Skywalker. The early one. Not too confident in my own abilites. Just finding out the power of the force. The force being my basket in which I had my sodas. Which is almost Yoda. So it all comes together in a roundabout sort of way.
You must unlearn what you learn in other diaries
There's nothing like creating your own makebelieve world. Screw you Earth, I'm going to settle down on hoth and tame Wampas for a living.
Or taun-tauns.
And wouldn't you know it.. it started to rain as I waited for the bus. Not too much. But I did get myself a little wet. Neato.
water water everywhere water. Why can't I drown?
And I got the bus all to my self. I live pretty close to the final destination so the last passengers got off while I got on. Like I had my very own vehicle. Spacecraft.
I always wanted you to go.. into spacemaaan
I'm flying high.
no more words just you and I
My dad will be home on June 26th. From Greenland. He'll be staying 2 weeks. Unless the strike on greenland ruins that. Let's hope not. I could use 2 weeks of the same old misery. It's much to quiet in the house.
bang bang blame blame
Greenland is much like Hoth. Except not. Polar bears aren't Wampas. They don't hunt down and kill Danish teachers.
not that I'd want that .....
I once read a fanfic thing where Princess Leia had sex with a Wampa.
How's that for bestiality?
I thought you all needed to know that.
in my infinite wisdom
I imagine you might disagree...
troublemakers!
Lalalala. Good thing it's my diary. But I'll spare you the wookie stories...
chew on this chewie!
Lalala
lalalalllala
lalalalla
Lalalla.
lalalallalal
I found two new danes on diaryland. Wahey. Our Danish Storm troopers will have this diaryland rebellion put down in no time. Just call me Darth Plume.
duuude, I AM your father
But is it wrong for me to want to bite c3po's shiny metal ass?
oh my oh my
Just wondering.
drooool
Oh and if you want to visit the aforementioned danes (and I know you all love danish peeps) you can find a smashing pumpkins fan here (blablapumpkins=good). And the other one here. This has been a message from Plume's Danish Promotion Bureau. Viva Dennimarca!
der er et yyyndigt laaaand
So now that I've pointed out some diaries that are better than mine (CAUSE I SUCK AND I HAVE NO VISITORS AND NOBODY LOVES ME etc) I can go to bed with a clean conscience.
let's just forget the wookie thing
Use the force, Plume.
no the other one
I will, I will Obi van der beekenobi.
Yo da!
G'night, my lil starfighters
and you my dark lord of the sith *bows*
np: nirvana - the man who sold the world (931214)