Apr 18, 2004 01:50
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
As much wood as a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
Ahh, but, it is a woodchuck, so it can chuck wood, and if it cannot chuck wood, then the name, it ‘tis quite ironic.
Bach resounds from my headphones.
I am happy.
I worked ‘til 5.
A well deserved night was spent with numerous comrades. Ryan, Appii, Syd, Chris (whom I have finally met), Mitch (whom resembles Sam a little too much), Wally, Pearce, Jenn and Corey. We spoke of things which, looking back, do not make a whole lot of sense. What if the grass was blue, the water tar and the sky green? This proposed by Wally, over a few beers and countless cigarettes. The others and I quietly sitting back and pondering such an idea. That and a duck taking pepcid ac. The duck pond was sweet. Totally kicked the shit out of Syds squat up apt and the continuous noises of Mario Brothers in the background.
Chris was told that he was going to get his ass shanked. Yo boys, we are in the hood now. Wait while I run to my house to grab my piece. Real gangsta you are! HOMEBOY!!! The boy ran like a bitch all the way home.
Wally “OH MY GOD… that was the scariest thing ever… I can’t fight” ***readjusts sunglasses on his face*** ***Looks at my watch, yep, 10:00pm*** the joys of being young.
Timmy’s was grand. Toasted coconut chocolate donut is my new found love. Ice Caps rock me and I hate hot chocolate… well at least theirs.
Appii and I spoke random French and checked out random guys. For some reason we felt this went hand in hand.
All in all, I was happy… happier than I have been in a long time
And now I depart with Appii’s last words “fuck the world”
Good night to all
Melissa