Spoilsport's come to visit! She would like to say something to all my fans(not).
Spoilsport says; Ugh. Cranberry, you are so dead. If you want to even mention my name on this @#$%ing thing then you should at least do something decent...
Cranberry; Eccentric did it.
Spoilsport says; Okay. Now I'm really ticked off. I'm not SPOILSPORT, I'm Daikirai.
Cranberry; Haha, told you at the very beginning of this blog that she'd tell me to change her name to something normal once she found out about this.
Sayonara, Everybody!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Oh, Dear....
I'm sorry that I haven't posted in awhile, but I have been busy. My computer, for some reason, wasn't connected to the Internet, so don't blame me.
In answer to your question, Mr. Bob, the cupcakes were supposed to be white with those little sprinkly things, but they turned out to be dark brown with no sprinkles at all.
The title of this post is Oh, Dear because Spoilsport's coming over this afternoon. Perhaps she can write a post while she's here.
Last night, I had another bizarre (and slightly racist, I'm sorry, but I can't control my dreams very well.) dream. I was at some kind of event, and the Albino from a previous series of dreams I had kept following me around.
Toward the end of evening, Albino said (this is kinda weird, because in the previous dreams I've had with him in them, he never said anything except "that was a pleasant experience.") "Marry me, Cranberry!" (And I'm serious, he actually used my blogging name.)
I said to him, "No. You have to say it in Japanese."
"How do I do that? I don't know Japanese."
"It's simple. Just say, 'Mally me, Clanbelly!'"
So he did that, and I said, "No, that was French."
"I said it the exact same way you did!"
"Well, the Japanese aren't the only ones who mix up their l's with their r's! You've got to make it more oriental sounding."
"How?!"
"Say, 'Mally me, Clanbelly gozai-mas!'"
He said that, and I replied, "No. You're old," even though he's about the same age as me. I then grabbed a lemon meringue pie from a table next to me and threw it at him.
That's when I woke up.
In answer to your question, Mr. Bob, the cupcakes were supposed to be white with those little sprinkly things, but they turned out to be dark brown with no sprinkles at all.
The title of this post is Oh, Dear because Spoilsport's coming over this afternoon. Perhaps she can write a post while she's here.
Last night, I had another bizarre (and slightly racist, I'm sorry, but I can't control my dreams very well.) dream. I was at some kind of event, and the Albino from a previous series of dreams I had kept following me around.
Toward the end of evening, Albino said (this is kinda weird, because in the previous dreams I've had with him in them, he never said anything except "that was a pleasant experience.") "Marry me, Cranberry!" (And I'm serious, he actually used my blogging name.)
I said to him, "No. You have to say it in Japanese."
"How do I do that? I don't know Japanese."
"It's simple. Just say, 'Mally me, Clanbelly!'"
So he did that, and I said, "No, that was French."
"I said it the exact same way you did!"
"Well, the Japanese aren't the only ones who mix up their l's with their r's! You've got to make it more oriental sounding."
"How?!"
"Say, 'Mally me, Clanbelly gozai-mas!'"
He said that, and I replied, "No. You're old," even though he's about the same age as me. I then grabbed a lemon meringue pie from a table next to me and threw it at him.
That's when I woke up.
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