DUDE! So I leave for 8 days and get 4 or something comments from peoples! I must leave more often.
Or not, if I do, my ears will begin to bleed due to massive amounts of pure punkrock glory pumping through my ears 24/7.
I'm not exagurating in the least, their begining to adjust to silence. Slowly, every now and then I'm pretty sure I just go completly deaf, I can not be sure.
Speaking of pillows, I saw an entire car full of them today. Yep, just one dude in the center of pillow heaven.
Oh, and when I said I was in Ohio, I was greatly mistaken, for I was in Pennsylvania, land of the.....anaia....Anyhoo, lets just say I had quite a bit of time to think, and then sometimes I thought, and every now and then I found my self thinking.
I also find that I think about 32 1/2mph, and of very odd things. Like this one gass station attendent, I think I said 4 words to him and I couldn't stop thinking about what his life must be like, and then these randome people we'd see in towns, I'd come up with little stories for them...
And every now and then I'd brake into song, and or convultions, either way, the parents won't be taking me any where for quite some time.
Then I thought about McIver, how I detist that woman. I can only hope I never see her again.
And how fun was it to eat at freaking resturants that took 2hrs, as apposed to fast food which is just as good.
Another anoying trait of the OLD PEOPLE. They leave out the "o" sound of words, for example, insted of "WindOw" they will say "WindAw"
"Potato" "Potata"
BLAH, NO MORE OLD PEOPLE! *Dies from over welming joy*
But no, I can not die, though some cercemstances at the moment make me wish I could mommentarly, but that is for another time, another place, another over stuffed car full of pillows.
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