birds, scorpions, twin sisters, george albert
we found baby birds in our back yard. their mother died so now we're taking care of them. my dad brought them in the house and we get to feed them!!!!! i remember when i war really young i would always find baby birds dead in back yard on the pavement, i would get soo sad. i still do. like the other day my dad found a baby mouse outside the house, and it was cutest thing EVER. but my dad decided to kill it b/c he's an evil, evil man. that made me REALLY sad. it's like he enjoys killing animals. well only the ones that he feels are "harmful". like everytime we arrive in mexico he likes to hunt down scorpions. ge grabs them by the tail w/ some clippers and then he spits on them and then they shrivle and die (kind of like the way the witch dies in the wizard of oz). i always thought that it was SUPER weird that my dad could kill scorpions with his saliva. still, i was mad at him for killing the mouse AND giving away my bunny!!!
i went out w/ sam today and i'm convinced that we're long lost, now re-united and it feels so good, twin sisters. it's actually pretty weird. but im convinced nonetheless. yesterday at the gap there was this old man that walked in wearring THE most amazing outfit. as soon as i saw him i fell in love. he couldn't have been any younger than 68. first name george middle name albert. this AMAZING man was wearring a hot lime green blazer w/ a polo underneath, the MOST amazing shade of blue/aqua i have ever seen in my life, w/ a popped collar, elvis costello glasses, jeans and hot lime green chuck taylors to match his blazer. A M A Z I N G. i had the pleasure of ringing him up. oh and sam i forgot to tell you, he signs his name so awesome, on the back of his credit card waaaaay over to the left hand side he stacks his first name, middle name, and last name on top of eachother. OH, I AM IN LOVE. he was talking to me about his grandkids, lucky ass son's of bitches. my grandpa is pretty cool but lacks in the wardrobe department, plust i don't think he could've pulled off the outfit mr.george albert had on.
i hate school, the end.