phone conversations, George Bailey and mold
Ello me friends! I'm not sure why I decided to start off like that. Oh well. Well it's me sadie, not darla. Thank goodness. Crazy finger siamese twin is driving me crazy, but let's not talk about that. Let's talk about you. So how are you my humble friend?...... Hello? Are you there? Well fine then don't talk to me see if I care....................................................................... What are you giving me the silent treatment? Well that's real mature of you. Real mature. You know I thought I could come here and get away from the immatureness of the world and Darla, but I guess not......................... Is anyone going to answer me?.......................... Come on not even a peep! (PEEP) Who was that?! Is someone talking to me? Oh man I've just realized how crazy I am. I thought for a second that I was on the phone. Luckily my alter ego/other personality George the 16th and a quarter half just took me back to reality. Though we just call him quarter half for short. There are a lot of Georges in the world, and we want him to be different. Plus the fact that if we were to start calling him George he'd think he was George Bailey from It's A Wonderful Life. I love the movie, but after three years of a crazed man running through the streets and yelling out "Merry Christmas Bedford Falls", "Clarence!!", and "Zulu's petals!!!" it can kind of get on your nerves. I should really stop sniffing that strange mold under my desk. At least I think it's mold....