Dear faithful readers -
Just so you know, this whole not-posting for over a month thing was just to test you all in your love for me. You all pass with flying colors, and I sleep well at night knowing that I have sixteen comments on this last post.
I actually haven't posted in so long because I wanted to be able to say that I got a job, and it's taken me this long. I don't know how the rest of you do it, but it took me a month to find a job in this place. &%$!@#&$.... Anyways, I'm working at a deli, making sandwiches, scooping potato salad, and dishing up casseroles. I may also get two more jobs in the next few days, one as an overnight care provider for an elderly man (which makes me a wonderful person) and one as a cashier in a pet supply store (which makes me desperate for funds).
I'm also in an early morning math class for the month of June, which sucks with a capital SUX. It's three hours of class, with two hours of homework, four days a week. Poop.
Anyways, enough about boring things. Let's talk about exciting things that have happened since we last talked:
- I had two separate conversations about phallic symbols in the space of twelve hours, neither of which I started.
- I worked yesterday with a guy who reminded me of Goldberg from the Mighty Ducks movies. Except he wasn't funny.
- I went iceblocking, which is always awesome, except when all of the grass is dead.
- I have become the Trivial Pursuit champion of the world.
- I witnessed a knife fight at a bus stop on the way home from church.
- I babysat a dachshund puppy, who was the cutest thing ever, but he kept pooping on my carpet.
- I egged Reid, Seth, and Everett's house.
- I talked to Rachel Palmer about being engaged.
- I talked to Tony Blair about being Prime Minister.
Some of these are lies, but I'm not telling you which ones. The truth is stranger than fiction. Love you, kiddos. Now I have to go to class.
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4 comments:
Did you really egg Reid's house? If so, that is PATHETIC. I expect far more from you. Robby and I should punish you out of principle.
i am very proud of you.
in the spirit of the age, i hope those boys get you back by tp-ing your house. that was how i met everett and reid. oh, we were rebels... without a cause.
I had a cause...pure anarchy.
Way to go with the phallic symbols
I think your little activities are all lies, and the following is true: Tony Blair, the Trivial Pursuit champion of the world, got engaged to Goldberg after pooping at a bus stop.
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