Floyd the barber cuts his hair!
Y'know, on second thought, I'll leave something retrospective and probably miserably sentimental for The Year in Review - 18.
Saturday was the first wedding I've attended. It was boring. There was a lot of God and Jesus involved, although they decided to hold it in the lobby of a hotel from whose upper stories Girl Scouts gawked down at the proceedings. The reception was okay, but there was very little dancing... it wasn't a big party, number-wise. And there was very much too much country music. The bride lived for at least 20 years in Pennsylvania, and didn't get a Southern accent until she moved here; you'd think she'd have retained better taste. To each her own, though. I requested and received the Electric Slide. Oh yeah, and I caught the garter. Who wants me?
BABIES EVERYWHERE!!!!
The dorm is probably empty by now, and it must be by noon tomorrow (which will still be mid-morning by my relative standard, and doubtles nighttime by the standards of many others). But I got up at 8:30 this morning so I could go eat brekkers at the hotel. Yee. Ha. I need to find a functional sleep pattern for the summer. Gimpy's up at 2 (pm), in bed around 6 (am) will not work for me. I'm going to bed at home around one or two hours earlier than I did at school.
I found the Freakazoid! theme song online. If I never find love or eat another soft taco, or dress up like a fox or use the word "omphaloskepsis" off-handedly, or hug a bouncer or capture the priceless of image of someone realizing they've left a banana in their backpack over Spring Break and that's why the backpack smells of banana muffins, at least I will have downloaded the Freakazoid! theme song.
Saturday was the first wedding I've attended. It was boring. There was a lot of God and Jesus involved, although they decided to hold it in the lobby of a hotel from whose upper stories Girl Scouts gawked down at the proceedings. The reception was okay, but there was very little dancing... it wasn't a big party, number-wise. And there was very much too much country music. The bride lived for at least 20 years in Pennsylvania, and didn't get a Southern accent until she moved here; you'd think she'd have retained better taste. To each her own, though. I requested and received the Electric Slide. Oh yeah, and I caught the garter. Who wants me?
BABIES EVERYWHERE!!!!
The dorm is probably empty by now, and it must be by noon tomorrow (which will still be mid-morning by my relative standard, and doubtles nighttime by the standards of many others). But I got up at 8:30 this morning so I could go eat brekkers at the hotel. Yee. Ha. I need to find a functional sleep pattern for the summer. Gimpy's up at 2 (pm), in bed around 6 (am) will not work for me. I'm going to bed at home around one or two hours earlier than I did at school.
I found the Freakazoid! theme song online. If I never find love or eat another soft taco, or dress up like a fox or use the word "omphaloskepsis" off-handedly, or hug a bouncer or capture the priceless of image of someone realizing they've left a banana in their backpack over Spring Break and that's why the backpack smells of banana muffins, at least I will have downloaded the Freakazoid! theme song.