Life update:
Due to sun light, perfect weather, perfectly marinated steak and caffeine, I reached an all point mental orgasm at the picnic table this eve and felt so good I craved to cuddle.
Instead, I just ate more chicken and watched Briget carve her name into the wood.
My eye began to twitch around that time. She told me it was from lack of calcium, thus solving Alicia's mystery.
Tomas, Briget, Woonch and I cleaned the fridge and piled the semester's beer bottles and trash in the back of the truck. It felt too good to purge, too good I tell you.
We have decided to have a grand yard sale next month-ish if anyone wants in. We'll go dumpster diving on campus as people purge before the return home for the summer, put the shit on our yard and price it. Genius. I went through clothing today, and am ready to get rid of shnazz. In fact, I'm pumped about it.
In other news, Mr Drukker and Mz Buttler came into my line at KTP yesterday. Drukker had a slight recognition in his eye when he saw me; Buttler didn't look up. She was being as whiny as a turkey call, and sunburned as hell.
Splice of their conversation:
Drukker: (kindly, softspoken) O, did you see (name)?
Buttler: (attitude up the wazoo) NOOO, i DIDn'T... what do you THINK.....
I thought it was slightly humorous, and worth mentioning as it was in her class that The Chels Documentary was aired first for public viewing.
Later in the day I purchased rabbit fur which had been dyed purple and puke green. (Sorry, all you animal rights activists, I just liked it too much.) However, I also purchased rubber clogs called "Crocs" which are evidently not made of crocodiles.
Anyhoo, life is good. I feel in the up. The guys from next door came over last night, as they played "Edward Forty Hands" with the bottles duct taped into their palms. Pretty funny. I shaved Woon Chul's hair to make him look like a retarded clown, and I love him more than ever.
Summer is here, and I'm glad.
Instead, I just ate more chicken and watched Briget carve her name into the wood.
My eye began to twitch around that time. She told me it was from lack of calcium, thus solving Alicia's mystery.
Tomas, Briget, Woonch and I cleaned the fridge and piled the semester's beer bottles and trash in the back of the truck. It felt too good to purge, too good I tell you.
We have decided to have a grand yard sale next month-ish if anyone wants in. We'll go dumpster diving on campus as people purge before the return home for the summer, put the shit on our yard and price it. Genius. I went through clothing today, and am ready to get rid of shnazz. In fact, I'm pumped about it.
In other news, Mr Drukker and Mz Buttler came into my line at KTP yesterday. Drukker had a slight recognition in his eye when he saw me; Buttler didn't look up. She was being as whiny as a turkey call, and sunburned as hell.
Splice of their conversation:
Drukker: (kindly, softspoken) O, did you see (name)?
Buttler: (attitude up the wazoo) NOOO, i DIDn'T... what do you THINK.....
I thought it was slightly humorous, and worth mentioning as it was in her class that The Chels Documentary was aired first for public viewing.
Later in the day I purchased rabbit fur which had been dyed purple and puke green. (Sorry, all you animal rights activists, I just liked it too much.) However, I also purchased rubber clogs called "Crocs" which are evidently not made of crocodiles.
Anyhoo, life is good. I feel in the up. The guys from next door came over last night, as they played "Edward Forty Hands" with the bottles duct taped into their palms. Pretty funny. I shaved Woon Chul's hair to make him look like a retarded clown, and I love him more than ever.
Summer is here, and I'm glad.