Fall Break yow yow yow
It's fall break yow yow yow...
monday I went shopping with mommy
Tuesday I went to Boyne City with mommy
Wed. I saw Dick Cheney and felt like a republican/american/christian but couldn't distinguish between what they wanted us to be... so obviously I just wanted to die because the whole thing was really weird, and made me not want to vote or vote for John Kerry just to get back at whoever decided to invite the St. Francis Marching Band and Bob Sagan to the
Dick Cheney/rebublican/american/christian thing.
Today I had lots of doctor's apointments and they were no fun. I had to get my eyes dialated and that was weird. Mommy and I ate lunch and it was yummy, I had soup. We also browsed in a book store for a long long time.
I woke up this morning on the couch (I move down ther ein the morning so Jena can get ready for school-cause i'm nice) and Jena had decided to try out the new lock on her (our) door (cause she's a paranoid psycho). Needless to say I was not very happy.
So then I had a weird dream about how I lived in a weird mansion in the basement and the only way into the st. francis gym was through my bedroom. So all these weirdos from my dorm kept going through my room to play this weird tennis ball game they were obsessed with. But i was really mad because I was late to see the brazilian drum circle.
I knew it was gonna be a good day after that.
monday I went shopping with mommy
Tuesday I went to Boyne City with mommy
Wed. I saw Dick Cheney and felt like a republican/american/christian but couldn't distinguish between what they wanted us to be... so obviously I just wanted to die because the whole thing was really weird, and made me not want to vote or vote for John Kerry just to get back at whoever decided to invite the St. Francis Marching Band and Bob Sagan to the
Dick Cheney/rebublican/american/christian thing.
Today I had lots of doctor's apointments and they were no fun. I had to get my eyes dialated and that was weird. Mommy and I ate lunch and it was yummy, I had soup. We also browsed in a book store for a long long time.
I woke up this morning on the couch (I move down ther ein the morning so Jena can get ready for school-cause i'm nice) and Jena had decided to try out the new lock on her (our) door (cause she's a paranoid psycho). Needless to say I was not very happy.
So then I had a weird dream about how I lived in a weird mansion in the basement and the only way into the st. francis gym was through my bedroom. So all these weirdos from my dorm kept going through my room to play this weird tennis ball game they were obsessed with. But i was really mad because I was late to see the brazilian drum circle.
I knew it was gonna be a good day after that.