No One Will Think This Is Funny But Me.

Tracklist For The White Stripes' Next Album

An Opening Track
Julian, Why Won't You Return My Calls?
My Pretty Red Hat
Technology Really Sucks
Peppermints, Whee!
She's Not Really My Sister But That's Okay
Vaguely Pervy Song
Oh Ponchita
Fell In Love With A Stroke (Or Maybe All Of Them)
George Strombouloupouloupouloupouloupouloupoulous
Fingers, And Why Mine Bend This Way
Oedipus Complex
The End!

Now I'm trying to think of what the lyrics to Fingers, And Why Mine Bend This Way would be.
I'm a sick kid.

Interesting things happened today. First of all, today in the Guild only a few people were there, which always results in interesting conversations. Accidentally yelled at Pat, but apologized later. Cait finally told him, too. 'Bout damn time, girl. *Ruffles Cait's hair affectionately.*
Second of all, today in English class we got to hold a debate. *Much happiness ensuing here.* We got into groups- Pat, Paul, Mercury Boy (whose new nickname is cartboy) and Cecil, who I regard with mixed amusement and exasperation, were in mine- and debated over whether or not the events in Lord of the Flies would have happened if the boys had been girls. I thought they would- it would have taken more time, maybe, because boys have always been encouraged to be violent while girls are taught to be more verbal about their anger, but we're all animals and we all have fight or flight instincts, so going with Golding's "humanity is dark and evil, waaaaaaargh" theory it would happen eventually. Pat disagreed, and it escalated into a lovely debate that continued as we walked upstairs to the lockers. *Further happiness.*
Pat thought that it was all evolution that lead to gender stereotypes, like the human race was sort of destined for it, which I think is sort of intrinsically fucked. Like I told him, you argue about stuff like that with a queer feminist, you can't expect her to take it lying down. (So that makes two people who've come out to him today. I hope he feels special. ^_^)
... uh, yeah. People aren't supposed to be this thrilled with arguing, are we?
It startled a lot of people in class, I think, because we just kept going and going. Random Guy who looks vaguely Mi'kmaq-ish looked a bit worried. Said he wasn't "feeling the peace." (He'd just written a load of flower-power stuff on the blackboard.) He then told us to look at the board and be happy. Think I like this guy. He was wearing these 80's sunglasses and a Led Zeppelin tee, reminded me of Hyde. Heh.
We've been having quite a few debates lately. Like in History, when we were debating over whether or not Christianity is really a monotheism. Stoffman initiated that one, with a little help from Kelly. (I've decided I like Stoffman. Student teachers = cool, interesting people who let you use their passwords when you've lost your own. I've decided, after Monday's Library Fun, that I like Kelly too. Can't help it, I'm afraid, Lenore shirt or no.)
I'm still waiting for the 'Is Joanna a closeted lesbian or not?' debate. THAT will be fun, lovelies. *Evil grins all 'round. Like drinks, you know.*
Kerrin didn't get her scholarship to France. But you sure as hell didn't hear that from me.

w00+, Loser! I LOVE this song!
("And really bad eggs!")
(Yes, yes it is "Let's Quote Pirates" Day.)
*Bops to spiffing song.* I think some of you might like this. Has a wunnerful beat.

A link for Cait: The Strokes talk about who kisses best.

Ever notice how much like the Strokes we in the Guild are?
I am not, of course, saying that we are identical, because the Strokes are kickass musicians and we are not. But in the way we show affection we are weirdly similar. All the casual sweet lovin' et al. *Nods solemnly.*
Interesting how people interpret that, ne? Kissing, I mean. Less so for girls than for guys, but it works for both sexes to a certain degree. Kiss anyone and suddenly people are wonder what it means. Gods forbid it be a sign of affection.

Um... yeah. I hear slamming and I see gritted teeth and that's never a good sign, so... I'm gonna get off.
Fuck...

~Jehane

"Girls got balls. They're just a little higher up, that's all." - Richard Nixon