Feeds:Saturday, Fourth Week
"And I make it a rule only to keep pets I can eat." - Geoff, 4/11
"Sleep is just like waffles, except.... um.... actually, sleep IS a lot like waffles."
OK, so it's actually Sunday by now. Who cares. "Sleep is for those who have nothing better to do in their shim-sham lives of paper and salt."
So that's the second self-quote this time around that has to do with sleep. Perhaps because I haven't, yet. Ah, so.
Gotta love short paragraphs.
In any case, today I grasped one of my life-long dreams. But first, I had a relaxing day at the beach. A beach one is not allowed to swim at. 'Death cann occur' my hair; they just don't wnat to pay for life guards. Actually, I guess I acheived two life dreams, since we dug a giant hole and buried me up to my neck in sand. And then they left me there.
But after that, and some hiking, and a spontaneous picnic on the beach as the sun set, I acheived a life-long dream. That's raight, I answered a ringing payphone. I heard it ring, and I began to tingle.... with DESTINY. I ran over. I picked it up. I said, "Hello." and then I had a short conversation that I won't go into too much detail on. Let it suffice to say that it contained the word 'skateboard' and did not have anything to do with a wrong number. Oh, yeah.
The rest of this post will be less interesting, I guess. Or I could cut it short, and met yet another violent girl named Jenny. At least, she says she's violent. She's so cool, and here's why: I've often seen her around campus, and she's seen me, but never once have words been exchanged.... until last Friday night, when we were formally introduced. The very first thing she ever said to me was, "I'm a violent person."
I think I'm in love. Well, no, but it's still a pretty sweet greeting, neh?
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