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Okay, so, yesterday was one hell of a day. I'd have told you about it earlier, but by the time I got home last night, all I wanted to do was veg out in front of a book(is that even possible?):
We all woke up relatively early to be welcomed by a SNOW STORM.Its the first time in YEEAAARRRSSS that I've been present for an Alaskan snow storm. So it was exciting, give me a break. I got all dressed up in pretty cloths; Julien's silly fuzzy sweat pants, the paint stained carharts Alex gave me, a god awful pink stripped shirt that I stole from Allie years ago, some nice coat, some nice socks, a gorgeous hat with ear flaps....frankly, I looked absolutely LOVELY(duh). So, then my dad, Jennifer, Indigo, and my uncle Kent all went out for a nice SKI. Yep, ski. We met up with some friends who were riding their dog sled. So basically I will not allow you guys to mock me because I went ski-ing in the middle of a snow storm, wrapped up like an Eskimo, and accompanied by a dog sled. NOT ALLOWED, so shut up.
I overheat too easily.
Then late last night my dad and I went up to one of the school buses(the Juicy Bus), where me made spagetti with Kent and watched BeetleGuess then Star Wars.(By The Way, I have a crush on Wynona Ryder)
So then this morning I was rudly awoken by Indigo who insisted on repeating, "HI", 20 million times. Finally I forced myself up, went downstairs, ate soy beans for awhile, then stuck two pieces of day old french toast in the toaster, which ended up being drenched in maple syrup and butter.
Today I'm meeting up with Raven, somewhere, and somehow to do something. I'm not really quite sure where how or what, yet...but we may go paint a wall in town, or go for a walk on the beach, or go to a sauna party tonight.
Ohh, also, I'm reading a very nice book about a girl in the 1800's who helped this man slaughter a housekeeper by strangling her after having sliced through her cranium with an axe. The man who she helps out, gets hanged, and this women, Grace, is said to be crazy so they send her to an asylum. Its called, Alias Grace, and I strongly advise that you guys check it out sometime. Intriguing style of writing.
Have a pleasant evening.
(P.S Have you ever noticed that Autosaved looks like Audioslave?)
We all woke up relatively early to be welcomed by a SNOW STORM.Its the first time in YEEAAARRRSSS that I've been present for an Alaskan snow storm. So it was exciting, give me a break. I got all dressed up in pretty cloths; Julien's silly fuzzy sweat pants, the paint stained carharts Alex gave me, a god awful pink stripped shirt that I stole from Allie years ago, some nice coat, some nice socks, a gorgeous hat with ear flaps....frankly, I looked absolutely LOVELY(duh). So, then my dad, Jennifer, Indigo, and my uncle Kent all went out for a nice SKI. Yep, ski. We met up with some friends who were riding their dog sled. So basically I will not allow you guys to mock me because I went ski-ing in the middle of a snow storm, wrapped up like an Eskimo, and accompanied by a dog sled. NOT ALLOWED, so shut up.
I overheat too easily.
Then late last night my dad and I went up to one of the school buses(the Juicy Bus), where me made spagetti with Kent and watched BeetleGuess then Star Wars.(By The Way, I have a crush on Wynona Ryder)
So then this morning I was rudly awoken by Indigo who insisted on repeating, "HI", 20 million times. Finally I forced myself up, went downstairs, ate soy beans for awhile, then stuck two pieces of day old french toast in the toaster, which ended up being drenched in maple syrup and butter.
Today I'm meeting up with Raven, somewhere, and somehow to do something. I'm not really quite sure where how or what, yet...but we may go paint a wall in town, or go for a walk on the beach, or go to a sauna party tonight.
Ohh, also, I'm reading a very nice book about a girl in the 1800's who helped this man slaughter a housekeeper by strangling her after having sliced through her cranium with an axe. The man who she helps out, gets hanged, and this women, Grace, is said to be crazy so they send her to an asylum. Its called, Alias Grace, and I strongly advise that you guys check it out sometime. Intriguing style of writing.
Have a pleasant evening.
(P.S Have you ever noticed that Autosaved looks like Audioslave?)