20.5

So sometime this week (or the next week, I never know) my mom will be faxing up a notary and sending them my stuff (for my inheritance). Mom wants me to use it for school, but... y'know, whatever. Disneyland is way cooler. I can deal with the student loans, but I haven't been to Disneyland in 11 years. Plus a week. The reason I know this is that we went in January, when I was five years old. I think the date on the home video was January 5th. But we obviously stayed more than a day, so yeah. Anyways.

I can't find my list. Oh, there it is. It's really far away and I'm not wearing my glasses. I just squinted really hard until it revealed unto me its secrets. Today's song is Tous les garcons et les filles by Francois Hardy. I'm just guessing from memory at the name, because Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone is covering it. But I'm sure Youtube will know what I mean no matter what I type. I'm such a rambler. This is bad. Maybe next year, for my resolution, I'll work on rambling. I have enough for this year. And I plan to accomplish them all. So, the song. Ah. It's Francoise Hardy. My bad.

Eggwiches this year: 4
Days until Disneyland Road Trip: 175 (WOOT)
Also, we should drive to Cardston some time. We owe the Ungers a visit.
Days until I can bake: 32

Sexy: Hayley G. Hoover's Sexy/Unsexy lists, and her chipotle count.
Unsexy: Stealing Sexy/Unsexy lists and chipotle-turned-eggwich counts.

PS I have no idea what this song is about, other than boys and girls, but I'm pretty sure it's from the 60s, so it can't be too bad (sex-wise, I mean).

I once listened to the French music station at my grandma's and the song was by YELLE, and it was called: Je veux te voir. And I knew what that meant. And I was all: Yeah, this song is awesome. Until I looked up the lyrics. Seriously, don't do it.