Banana Phone
I fell asleep sometime between 4:30 and 5 AM this morning. I got back up at 6:45 to go to the 3rd of July Parade. According to my dad:
"We should go before the City of Sebastian and demand to celebrate Christmas on March 14th, that way, we can be differnt from all the other cities and reduce the traffic."
The parade seemed very short. However, it would have been shorter if we hadn't increased the distance we had to march by backing up in the block. I kid because I love, Kate. At any rate, it was over, and after a fun ride back I got home.
I was sweaty and gross, so I did my chores and gave Magnum a bath. I feel really close to my dog lately; I get lonely when he's not sleeping on the floor, I leave the front door open and he follows me down to the mailbox, we run up and down the street - no leash - and then we run back indoors and I cuddle him. At any rate, I then took a shower, ate a bagel, and then grabbed some stuff and headed on a half hour adventure of trying to get to Andrew's house.
I mean...damn. The first time I went in the opposite direction and had to stop at the SharkMark, turn around, and then keep going. Unfortunately, I KEPT going and went ALL the way down 512 to Riverview and had to circle ALL the way back around Schuman and Barber. Finally, feeling quite foolish, I just turned SOMEWHERE and had to have Andrew come find me on his bike and lead me back to his house. DAMN I'm an IDIOT.
At any rate, I hung out there for awhile, watching some cool videos at Newgrounds, lol and checking out a very cool, tricked out computer. My poor little lap top survives on just the bare minimum, and it's so eat-through with spyware, damn...
I left after my eyesight had grown fuzzy. On the drive home, I nearly fell asleep at the wheel, but made it home alright. I did some stuff on my computer for awhile and then I fell alseep from 4:30 to 7:30. I decided I wasn't going to go see the fireworks.
I fed Magnum quietly, because I'm supposed to feed him by 7, but he sleeps right by my side so it's not as if he noticed. We both woke up, I let him eat in my room while I munched on some Oreos, and then my dad and Tracey went to Publix to get some stuff to make meatall subs, which were very difficult to eat and made me feel rather sick.
After that, I got onto the computer again and since then I've really just been killing time. Tomorrow is Sunday, and I have no qualms about sleeping all day - Thou Shalt Not Work on the Sabbath Day, remmeber? All the same, now all I have to do is read Walden and Pride and Prejudice and do those art projects and I'm through with my summer work.
Oh - and does anyone know what the hell the Spanish assignment was? And what that book was, even??
For some reason, I feel so strange now that the days aren't filled with purpose. I feel sick and listless and I feel cyncial about everything. Why do I feel so miserable? The funny thing about it that makes me more miserable is knowing that all of my family is happy, and I know I'd be more miserable if I were with them. Or the thought that maybe I could be happier is what makes me more miserable.
Well, right now...I'm just really bored.
((Does anyone else hear that??? Banana phone, what the fuck...???))
"We should go before the City of Sebastian and demand to celebrate Christmas on March 14th, that way, we can be differnt from all the other cities and reduce the traffic."
The parade seemed very short. However, it would have been shorter if we hadn't increased the distance we had to march by backing up in the block. I kid because I love, Kate. At any rate, it was over, and after a fun ride back I got home.
I was sweaty and gross, so I did my chores and gave Magnum a bath. I feel really close to my dog lately; I get lonely when he's not sleeping on the floor, I leave the front door open and he follows me down to the mailbox, we run up and down the street - no leash - and then we run back indoors and I cuddle him. At any rate, I then took a shower, ate a bagel, and then grabbed some stuff and headed on a half hour adventure of trying to get to Andrew's house.
I mean...damn. The first time I went in the opposite direction and had to stop at the SharkMark, turn around, and then keep going. Unfortunately, I KEPT going and went ALL the way down 512 to Riverview and had to circle ALL the way back around Schuman and Barber. Finally, feeling quite foolish, I just turned SOMEWHERE and had to have Andrew come find me on his bike and lead me back to his house. DAMN I'm an IDIOT.
At any rate, I hung out there for awhile, watching some cool videos at Newgrounds, lol and checking out a very cool, tricked out computer. My poor little lap top survives on just the bare minimum, and it's so eat-through with spyware, damn...
I left after my eyesight had grown fuzzy. On the drive home, I nearly fell asleep at the wheel, but made it home alright. I did some stuff on my computer for awhile and then I fell alseep from 4:30 to 7:30. I decided I wasn't going to go see the fireworks.
I fed Magnum quietly, because I'm supposed to feed him by 7, but he sleeps right by my side so it's not as if he noticed. We both woke up, I let him eat in my room while I munched on some Oreos, and then my dad and Tracey went to Publix to get some stuff to make meatall subs, which were very difficult to eat and made me feel rather sick.
After that, I got onto the computer again and since then I've really just been killing time. Tomorrow is Sunday, and I have no qualms about sleeping all day - Thou Shalt Not Work on the Sabbath Day, remmeber? All the same, now all I have to do is read Walden and Pride and Prejudice and do those art projects and I'm through with my summer work.
Oh - and does anyone know what the hell the Spanish assignment was? And what that book was, even??
For some reason, I feel so strange now that the days aren't filled with purpose. I feel sick and listless and I feel cyncial about everything. Why do I feel so miserable? The funny thing about it that makes me more miserable is knowing that all of my family is happy, and I know I'd be more miserable if I were with them. Or the thought that maybe I could be happier is what makes me more miserable.
Well, right now...I'm just really bored.
((Does anyone else hear that??? Banana phone, what the fuck...???))