Apr 03, 2005 14:31
i was walking out of a chinese restaraunt with my mom, stepsister, emmett, glen and my grandma. mom and i were talking about this hot guy in the restaraunt who was looking at me and all of a sudden, we here this tarzan-like yodel, and a second later a jogger jogs by in these really dorky shorts and bizzaro headgear. it was a had to be there sort of thing, but the kind of thing you might see in sanfransisco. it was definetly freaking hilariuos.
comment on my journals. im feeling ignored.