Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince was...

DEFINITELY THE BEST ONE YET!!!

(Except for Ginny and the flying Death Eaters [that could totally be a title for the next book, ha ha]. )

Seriously, Ginny Darling, awkwardly shoving tarts in Harry Potter's face and awkwardly tying his shoes is NOT sexy. Neither is being boring, stiff, and did I mention awkward?

On a happier note, I loved everything else, and I even didn't mind the addition of scenes that weren't in the book. I pretty much laughed the whole time. Much of that laughter was due to my love, Ron/Rupert Grint. He doesn't know it yet, but we're destined for each other. Don't believe me? Well, I have proof. *Ahem* I, Kim Allred, had a daydream about him when the first movie came out.

Said daydream went thusly:

Kim Allred moved to England for studying and the like. She journeyed to the famed Bodleian Library. She was in heaven and began to gather a hefty stack of books. As she proceeded blindly to the check-out stand, she stumbled, and her tomes crashed to the floor. Disaster was evaded when Rupert Grint caught her and helped her collect her books. Hands touched, eyes met, and love bloomed. They spent the rest of their days in the wondrous splendor of love.

That's got to be the strongest evidence I've ever heard.

Meet My Future Husband

Frezned. Friends.

Friends. Frezned.

Now that you're acquainted, you are probably wondering how this came to be.

This is how: http://www.youtube.com/user/frezned

He posts videos; I watch them.

He is perfect, Australian, perfect, funny, perfect, brown-eyed, perfect, clever, and perfect. Did I mention that he was perfect?

Warning: Do not read further if you are susceptible to tears.

Girl sees boy's youtube videos. Girl falls for boy. Girl sinks into despair because of the serious damper living 8,009 miles apart -or 12,890 kilometers for those of you that speak metric- can put on stalking. Boy doesn't know girl exists. (Although once, boy and girl both posted a comment on one of his videos at the same time. Girl felt fireworks...)

Mock not until you have seen this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zgZDcC_I7W8&feature=channel_page

and this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuV8b7RvnfE&feature=channel
*Sigh*

"The most wasted of all days is one without laughter." -e e cummings

I find this video delightful and hilarious. Hopefully, you will as well.

For instant entertainment, click here.

If you've already seen it, it's worth watching again. You'll be able to quote it better! You can share it with your friends! You can be popular! All this is yours for a monthly deposit of $111.11 to the non-profit organization Kimallredneedsmoney. Enjoy!

My Sylar... "You have the hunger. You're like me."

Is it wrong to have a "thing" for a deranged, psychotic killer?

Because I do... He's misunderstood!

Straight A's baby!!!

I, Kim Allred, have officially achieved my goal of getting real straight A's in college (as opposed to fake ones, namely A-'s). Read 'em and weep Physics!

ENGL 2200 Understanding Literature A

HEP 2500 Health and Wellness A

MUSC 3260 Elementary School Music A

MUSC 4700 Wind Orchestra A

PHYS 1200 Introduction to Physics by Hands-on Exploration A

SPED 4000 Education of Exceptional Individuals A

The Exploding Toilet of Death!!!!

Crack!! Whoosh!!



Imagine hearing those sounds whilst in your front room with company at midnight.



Ok stop imagining because it really happened!



We were all just minding our own business when our various doings were interrupted by those exact sounds. We searched for the origin of these noises and found it in our downstairs bathroom. The tank had cracked, and water was gushing out. I stared in shock while Heather resourcefully turned the water off (this would prevent the tank refilling.) We then proceeded to watch the tank empty its entire contents on our bathroom floor, leaving us with a pool of two-inch deep water. (None of us were smart enough to think of flushing the toilet, which would've prevented said lake.) We spent the rest of the night stealing towels and mops from various unsuspecting bystanders and swabbing the deck. It was quite the adventure.

P.S. The lovely poster was drawn by yours truly with chalk, and I realize that toilet is spelled wrong in it. I was too traumatized to spell!