I use the phrase "Agnostic... the freshmaker!" What more can one ask for?1:05 a.m. - 2003-04-18
Dude. **nods coolly (I REALLY don't think that's a word)**. Whaz happenin'?
So.... snot. Yep. It's grand, being sick, tain't it? And on a long weekend. It's nice being on "Spring Holiday", isn't it? Not quite as good as being on spring break, but they can't come right out and say Easter holiday, now can they? Ha ha! I don't gots to get up for church anymore! Its great to be agnostic! "Agnostic... the freshmaker!" **toothy grin** But what would I hold up appealingly when I did that commercial? A big question mark? Maybe just a thumbs up-- that would be totally awesome. Has anyone else ever noticed that the people in the mentos commercials have big chins? I mean, not like Jay Leno or anything... just... large. The next time you see one, let me know. I know my guestbook will just be flooded with entries about mentos now. I have, like, one loyal reader-- I think. And he e-mails me. My poor sad guestbook. Sooo alone.
So, are you, like, totally enjoying my witty repartee? I like that word. Repartee. Its fun to say. Hey! That rhymed! God, this is so damn witty. I should write for tv.
But, you know, I have an excuse. Cause see, I woke up like 3 gazillion times last night. Coughing. Like I was gonna die. And I'd have to sit up and cough and cough and cough. And this is after I took a frickin' cough supressant! My father says he could hear me coughing from outside when he went to work. I'm crampy too. Guess why? Ha ha snork. My abs hurt. Technically, my transverse abdominis (thank you, A and P! I so could not have lived without knowing that.). I have been coughing so hard that my abs have become sore. At least I have an excuse not to do my crunches! My back is starting to ache too. The erector spinae group. Huzzah!
Hmmm.... so.... isn't Madonna cool?
My hands are too small.
So are my feet.
My hair is getting long enough to be annoying. I haven't had long hair since I started college, so I never appreciated the pain involved with putting the backpack on. You know, you put it on one shoulder. The strap lands on your hair. You wince, but finish putting it on. Then all your hair is completely trapped under the horrendous weight. You gingerly pull your hair out from the backpack. You go to class. I should probably start putting my hair up. But I don' wanna!
I think I'm just going to end this here. There is no point to going on. How could this possibly get more interesting than hair being trapped by backpacks?
:o)
Oh, in other news, I just changed my html. As you may be able to see. Isn't it just groovyliscious? I have to just give a big ol' "You are the html queen!" to Lissy because she rocks. So yeah!
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