"You don't want to hear about my good day...?"
Today Kelly taught Tim and me to hula hoop and I tried celery soda. Odd, but strangely tasty- Kelly bought two six packs because she was so madly in love with it. Oh, also went to the pow-wow on campus and mom bought us all dinner at Rein's deli. Kelly and Tim of course went straight to the skulls at the pow-wow. It's like Tim and swords- I can't bring Tim anywhere without him finding the only pointy object within a hundred yards. It was a nice day.
On a whim, also read about the Manson family, Lizzie Borden, and the Defoe murders online. What an f-ed up bunch.
...Then again, maybe the Beatles WERE the first four angels of the apocalypse...