*glee*

[coffeesnob318]

I skipped out of school today after handing in my grades. I was so happy.

I went home and had beer. At 11:00 in the morning. Because beer is what you have when you hand in grades.

My back still hurts but I don't care because I am through with school for eight weeks. Eight. Weeks. I picked up a class Summer II, but I don't have to teach until then.

*jumps around*

I had a horse named Pinto
we went riding all over this land
one day he got lost
I have a question for you -
Where has pinto bean?

Never mind me. I'm deliriously happy.

Tonight, we had a fish fry/end-of-the-semester party thing for the RA's and me and new RA's and Hall Association. It was great. We had fun. The food was good. Hush puppies are the best things ever.

Then, when I came back over to the lobby, a couple of residents were watching Smallville.

I should probably not watch Smallville in the lobby. You know, where there are normal people. Because when Zod-Lex told Clark that he had his father's eyes and that he knew there was something different about him, I snickered. Then I had to explain why. The resident was horrified. I wish I had had a camera so that all of you could have seen his face. I laughed and laughed. And got in trouble because I was in violation of quiet hours.

Also, the resident, already vexed from the Clex comment, got a little pissy when I saw Clark trapped in the glassy thing at the end and giggled. He said, "It's not funny." I responded, "It's a little bit funny." That didn't help me.

Way to go Clark. Open the portal.

Zod-Lex was hot. *melts from the hotness* "You don't have a choice...unless you join me." *purrs*

I have no thoughts on the episode that are actually coherent. Because I'm so euphorically happy right now.

And I'm hanging out at the desk with Maggie, Kara, and K.C. Hilarity is in the process of ensuing. Now they're arguing about which side of the desk is the liar side. I vote that side. *points* And, just for the record, I pointed to the side I'm not on.

This is for Maggie...and anyone else who likes Barry Manilow...but especially Maggie...

*sings...badly* [aside - heh. Instead of "sings," I first typed "gins." I love the end of the semester.]

Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there
She would merengue and do the cha-cha
And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar
Across a crowded floor, they worked from 8 till 4
They were young and they had each other
Who could ask for more


At the Copa Co!, Copacabana Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana here
At the Copa Co!, Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa, they fell in love

(Copa Copacabana)

His name was Rico, he wore a diamond
He was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancing there
And when she finished, he called her over
But Rico went a bit too far, Tony sailed across the bar
And then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in two
There was blood and a single gun shot
But just who shot who

At the Copa Co!, Copacabana Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana here
At the Copa Co!, Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa, she lost her love

Her name is Lola, she was a showgirl
But that was 30 years ago, when they used to have a show
Now it's a disco, but not for Lola
Still in the dress she used to wear, faded feathers in her hair
She sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind
She lost her youth and she lost her Tony
Now she's lost her mind

At the Copa Co!, Copacabana Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana here
At the Copa Co!, Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa, don't fall in love

Copa don't fall in love
Copacabana
Copacabana

Hmmm...quite a sad song, actually. It sounds so happy when it's sung and you're tipsy and dancing and not paying attention to the words.

But none of us is thinking about Abraham Lincoln (especially in bed), because there are no uncomfortable silences.

That makes sense. If you're us.

Comments

[sevinish.livejournal.com]

Zod-Lez was sexeh! I'm still in shock over the Lexana. I only started watching the show again a few episodes ago. Clark makes me want to kick him in the face sometimes. Why the hell would he talk about killing someone within earshot or other people!? Dumbass.

[coffeesnob.livejournal.com]

What can you expect from a stupid alien freak (tm)?

[nonnierms.livejournal.com]

I used to enjoy the end of sememster nap after handing in grades. The freedom to just lay on the sofa with the tv on and just fall asleep. No papers to grade, no classes to prepare for, no handouts to write. No responsibilities, just the hard earned right to do absolutely nothing.

:)

[coffeesnob.livejournal.com]

It was nice. I'm ready for real summer, though. When everyone else gets out of school. Then the real fun begins.

Maybe I'll just use this time to catch up on my sleep.

[nonnierms.livejournal.com]

you? catch up on sleep? Aren't you too busy for that? :p

[coffeesnob.livejournal.com]

Crap. You're right. I am busy.

Holy crap. You people need to get the fuck out of my building. See, there they've gone and made me cuss. And I'm so hungry. *cries*

[nonnierms.livejournal.com]

I wish I had some food to give you. I"m hungry, too. I pumped quite a bit when we got back from lunch and burned up all the calories I ate at lunch :p Now me body wants more.......

[karyn5101969.livejournal.com]

You're pretty giddy huh. Did you eat the entire box of yoghurt-covered Coffee Crisps all in one go? I'm thinking yeah.

[coffeesnob.livejournal.com]

No...just four. But I have a pretty low sugar tolerance, so four is all it took. :)

That box has been heaven, by the way. Just lovely. Thank you so much.

[karyn5101969.livejournal.com]

You are most welcome. I found a new flavour the other day of Coffee Crisps, and I thought of you. I swear they just keep churning out new flavours all the time. :)

[magpie8386.livejournal.com]

This entry was musically filled. With the Bean song AND the Lola song...I like the fact that I am part of this particular "If you're us." I'm part of that 'us'...I feel so special...

[coffeesnob.livejournal.com]

It's more than a feeling (*sings* more than a feeling...), my friend. You are so special.