rain rain, go away
Hm. So, yes. Most people start journal entries as if they are already in the middle of a conversation. I like that. Just jump on in the insane conga-line going on inside my head. It is a dreary freakin' day, and tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I always picture Thanksgiving like in the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving Special, where its nice enough to sit outside and eat your toast and pretzel sticks, but you still need a jacket. Unless of course you're Snoopy, then you already have one provided by nature. Give thanks, Snoopy.
It will probably rain tomorrow, which is unfortunate. Maybe not though. The bonfire for tonight was cancelled because of the damn rain. One less essay I have to write, so points for that. Anyway...enough of chewin' the fat. What a terrible expression that is! Yikes. We'll just sit and "chew the fat." It's like nails on a chalk board. I apologize for even typing it not once but twice. Ew! Just think about it! No, don't, it's gross.
Happy Thanksgiving, all!