Mister Doors Closing part deux
okay i'm really done playing with the fonts now. I need to do this for myself, and speak about what has been happening here in Leesburg. I've been here now for about two weeks or so? I'm never very good with time, not worried yet though! People say I've still got it? Anyway, I recently was straight up reprimanded for about ten minutes without the chance to speak up once. I blame it on that one time, which is supposed to sound sarcastic seeing that most times I am around this certain person I act rather vehemently, good or bad no one can really tell at this point. But getting back to the situation at hand, Rob flicked some paint on me and I had decided to make a pretty distinct mark on this peice of wood covered with paint, so I mockingly flick the bottle of electric blue and like a bat out of hell success was granted. Infamous electric blue streaks across the wood--fantastic to the human eye. To describe it to you would almost rob it of its inherent seductive powers.
I speak of this art--this amazing coup d'etat in the name of Daniela, Tony, Ina May, and Rob. The only downfall to its happening was that god-forbidden glob of infinite and unjust evil gloppy business attire which so happened to find its flying flick guiding it to the nice clean carpet. Consequently, let's just say, paint and carpet had a little too much to drink...
I think we all know why I threw the paint. I was threatened! It's quite the fact really, but I do say I did exaggerate my actions a bit. Oh my, but what am I to do when I find paint flicked on my ear? I laugh, oh how I do laugh, although, truth be told I was quite the paint-rolling oragami flower lady in the sixties. How fabulous!
I speak of this art--this amazing coup d'etat in the name of Daniela, Tony, Ina May, and Rob. The only downfall to its happening was that god-forbidden glob of infinite and unjust evil gloppy business attire which so happened to find its flying flick guiding it to the nice clean carpet. Consequently, let's just say, paint and carpet had a little too much to drink...
I think we all know why I threw the paint. I was threatened! It's quite the fact really, but I do say I did exaggerate my actions a bit. Oh my, but what am I to do when I find paint flicked on my ear? I laugh, oh how I do laugh, although, truth be told I was quite the paint-rolling oragami flower lady in the sixties. How fabulous!