So for tonight's viewing pleasure, T-ron and I are watching "Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Chipmunk Adventure" on DVD at 1:30 in the morning. I'd like to say first-
Courtney= the girl Chipette with glasses, because she used to wear round spectacles
Quinn= Chipette chubs
Taryn= Alvin + Chipmunk chubs
Me= awesome girl Chipette and a bit of Simon, because he is smart and intuitive and insightful and super cool

I've also decided that Simon is my long lost animated brother.
Simon:
"Alvin, park the hot air balloon by the fountain." Moments later they crash.
Simon:
"Yes, just what I said, in the tree."Aaah, jump out of the screen and be my sarcastic bff.

T and I are watching one of our fav classic childhood movies because CK Cheesypoofs send it over via express for my birthday (huzzah). It seriously has all the elements of a great film: a demonstration of gender equality, spunky childhood youth, a cultural look of the world, family values, growth into maturity, animal rights, and of course a bomb ass soundtrack. Everyone could wake up a little brighter by listening to "Diamond Dolls" sung by the Chipettes.
I think the only creepy part that is eating away at me, is that all the voices of the Chipmunks and Chipettes are done by like one or two people. For some reason I always thought there were a bunch of cute kids doing the voices of these characters. Nuts. I guess no pun intended. So before I write a thesis on this movie... I'd like to appropriately tangent off into birthdays.

When I was little, and sometimes when I feel particularly spacey, I'd argue with my mom that I had to wait the longest for my birthday since it was in November. Because- the year starts out in January and then anyone who has a January birthday gets like instant celebration with the new year, but I had to wait till almost the veryyy end of the year to celebrate mine. Yeah, I know. Sometimes I still get pumped on my argument and then I realize I have a brain now.
One time Quinn gave me this Pocahontas water game wrapped in washcloths for my 12th birthday. It was already mine from last Christmas.
One time I gave Quinn a laminated "Lifelong pass to never enter my room" for her birthday. I thought it was downright hilarious, apparently my mom thought otherwise.

-obvi not mine bc it's not laminated...
And on an ending note- long finger nails on girls are like Swiss Army knives.
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