But that was the fourth of July... things like that now just won't fly.
I haven't updated in quite a while.
Let's see.
On Saturday, I did a lot of nothing reallyyyy all day. Then, I saw the Imperial Pints at the Brewery. And it was silly and involved dancing and Dylan's dad was there. Amelia pointed out that he has tiny hands, like Ryan. HMM! Afterwards, I ate sugar from the packet and we went to OCSC and Ben and I just sat around outside and transposed the table pattern onto our hands.
Sunday involved Dylan waking me up at nine in the morning. He called me and told me to look out at the deck. And he was standing there with half-a-dozen dark pink roses and skittles. AND a card that had a bunch of printed pictures of kittens on it. One was a bat that said 'upside-down kitten' and another was a picture of a boy that Dylan drew whiskers and pointy ears on. Cute!
Later that day... he came and we hung out as uzuuual. We just watched TV because we were tired. Then I babysat for the Lockharts. I broke their toilet and didn't tell anyone. I also ate a lot of chocolate chip cookies. The girl, Justine, was nice. Whereas, it was later revealed, Ben, the seventh grader is just shy. I thought he hated me. Hmmm. Well, yay, $25!
Afterwards, I went over to MirMir's. We watched Bridget Jones' Diary 2: Edge of Reason on two different laptops with her sister, Anna. They have a new cat and it's cute and black and named Biguiero. Aww. He was real crazy. "MAHHH boyfriend treat me bad, too!" Great nighttt. In the morning, we woke up and had cheese toast and talked and it was nice. Then, I went home and showered and made ambrosia salad and put the topping on the flag cake. Superb!
Then, a billion of us: Ben, Dylan, Pete, + parents, went over to Catherine's for a fourth of July celeb. Amazing. We played bocce, in which Ollie called Dylan, 'The Quiet Storm of Bocce,' and foosball and ate my delicous ambrosia (lambrosia?). We also shot off fireworks in an extremely unsafe fashion. They almost landed on me, at which point Dylan yelled, "OH, FUCK! CHRIST!" Fun, fun. YAY, AMERICA. YAY.
Then, we came home and did the crossword and ate boiled eggs and it was neat.
Today, I woke up and my legs were all itchy and there were these welt-esque bites all over them. Which, my mom thinks, are CHIGGERS. Very lame. So, I've been chilling with some steriod cream and cinnamon-raisin toast recently. I talked to Benj online when I think he should've been working. With cultures.
He is coming over to watch movies in a bit because we are both lonely and don't have friends. Real cool, I know.
white peace bird: mby the rawk kwarey
Let's see.
On Saturday, I did a lot of nothing reallyyyy all day. Then, I saw the Imperial Pints at the Brewery. And it was silly and involved dancing and Dylan's dad was there. Amelia pointed out that he has tiny hands, like Ryan. HMM! Afterwards, I ate sugar from the packet and we went to OCSC and Ben and I just sat around outside and transposed the table pattern onto our hands.
Sunday involved Dylan waking me up at nine in the morning. He called me and told me to look out at the deck. And he was standing there with half-a-dozen dark pink roses and skittles. AND a card that had a bunch of printed pictures of kittens on it. One was a bat that said 'upside-down kitten' and another was a picture of a boy that Dylan drew whiskers and pointy ears on. Cute!
Later that day... he came and we hung out as uzuuual. We just watched TV because we were tired. Then I babysat for the Lockharts. I broke their toilet and didn't tell anyone. I also ate a lot of chocolate chip cookies. The girl, Justine, was nice. Whereas, it was later revealed, Ben, the seventh grader is just shy. I thought he hated me. Hmmm. Well, yay, $25!
Afterwards, I went over to MirMir's. We watched Bridget Jones' Diary 2: Edge of Reason on two different laptops with her sister, Anna. They have a new cat and it's cute and black and named Biguiero. Aww. He was real crazy. "MAHHH boyfriend treat me bad, too!" Great nighttt. In the morning, we woke up and had cheese toast and talked and it was nice. Then, I went home and showered and made ambrosia salad and put the topping on the flag cake. Superb!
Then, a billion of us: Ben, Dylan, Pete, + parents, went over to Catherine's for a fourth of July celeb. Amazing. We played bocce, in which Ollie called Dylan, 'The Quiet Storm of Bocce,' and foosball and ate my delicous ambrosia (lambrosia?). We also shot off fireworks in an extremely unsafe fashion. They almost landed on me, at which point Dylan yelled, "OH, FUCK! CHRIST!" Fun, fun. YAY, AMERICA. YAY.
Then, we came home and did the crossword and ate boiled eggs and it was neat.
Today, I woke up and my legs were all itchy and there were these welt-esque bites all over them. Which, my mom thinks, are CHIGGERS. Very lame. So, I've been chilling with some steriod cream and cinnamon-raisin toast recently. I talked to Benj online when I think he should've been working. With cultures.
He is coming over to watch movies in a bit because we are both lonely and don't have friends. Real cool, I know.
white peace bird: mby the rawk kwarey