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I'm not exactly sure when it became socially unacceptable to own a metal detector, but I am sure that I have decided not to care. I really want to get one and dig up treasure in my yard. Or better yet, on the beach. That way I can wear a fisherman's hat and a stripe of sunblock on my nose and maybe people will think I'm on MTV's Boiling Points.
So lately Chris M. has been filling my head with all sorts of ideas and nonsensical sense. He's helping me reach my inner male, or become a lesbian so that the world will love me more. Apparently I need it too, because I can't rely on my building skills anymore. I'm still impressed with my shelves, swings, and bicycles, even though nobody else is.
Yesterday was the first day that summer actually felt like summer. In the afternoon I went on a target run with my mom and then we went to Barnes and Noble, where I was reminded how soon Harry Potter is coming out. Wooo! My mom said I could have a Pre-Harry Potter Party where everyone who is coming to the midnight madness with us can all come to my house before hand so we can all drive there together and not have to line-hop and upset Potterheads. Anyways, I digress. After Barnes and Noble I came home for awhile then went to see Bewitched with Chelsea and Brigal. I liked the movie, but I was more interested in finding out what was behind this black curtain. I devised a clever napkin-dropping plan, but this middle-aged man with shark eyes saw me and called me out on it. Then he complimented me, which was nice, but slightly creepy. Stranger danger. Kurt, Tim, Matt N., and Kelly K. were all there too. Later Kurt and Tim came over for awhile. We had popsicles. Then Lauren M. came over and we all slept in a tent.
Today I had to work and there were a few weirdos. Especially this kid who had these really intense brown eyes and I'm about 90% sure that he was trying to use them to hypnotize me. He.Did.Not.Blink. But he was not as bad as this man who came in the other day in a pink tie dye shirt that most definately came from the women's department of Kmart and a messenger bag that he wore basically at chest-level. I couldn't complain for long though because he gave me a tip out of nowhere, even though he flicked every dollar that he put down with his thumb. I think he was trying to impress me. He also ended up tipping the kid who brought him a bowl of ice. Then he went away for awhile and returned to ask for a phone so that he could call and cancel driving some man to church because he didn't feel it was safe to drive seeing as he was hung over from the two beers he had last night. He was way hardcore.
It seemed like there was so much more to say when I was thinking about writing this as opposed to now that I'm actually doing it. I have these moments in my head where dramatic sentences scroll through my mind, like the opening of the Star Wars movies. Frank Miller narrates. I write them down in my secret notebook. I have a secret notebook.
I love you Caitlin! I hope you are feeling better.
I was bored as hell and just as naiive.
Kelly
So lately Chris M. has been filling my head with all sorts of ideas and nonsensical sense. He's helping me reach my inner male, or become a lesbian so that the world will love me more. Apparently I need it too, because I can't rely on my building skills anymore. I'm still impressed with my shelves, swings, and bicycles, even though nobody else is.
Yesterday was the first day that summer actually felt like summer. In the afternoon I went on a target run with my mom and then we went to Barnes and Noble, where I was reminded how soon Harry Potter is coming out. Wooo! My mom said I could have a Pre-Harry Potter Party where everyone who is coming to the midnight madness with us can all come to my house before hand so we can all drive there together and not have to line-hop and upset Potterheads. Anyways, I digress. After Barnes and Noble I came home for awhile then went to see Bewitched with Chelsea and Brigal. I liked the movie, but I was more interested in finding out what was behind this black curtain. I devised a clever napkin-dropping plan, but this middle-aged man with shark eyes saw me and called me out on it. Then he complimented me, which was nice, but slightly creepy. Stranger danger. Kurt, Tim, Matt N., and Kelly K. were all there too. Later Kurt and Tim came over for awhile. We had popsicles. Then Lauren M. came over and we all slept in a tent.
Today I had to work and there were a few weirdos. Especially this kid who had these really intense brown eyes and I'm about 90% sure that he was trying to use them to hypnotize me. He.Did.Not.Blink. But he was not as bad as this man who came in the other day in a pink tie dye shirt that most definately came from the women's department of Kmart and a messenger bag that he wore basically at chest-level. I couldn't complain for long though because he gave me a tip out of nowhere, even though he flicked every dollar that he put down with his thumb. I think he was trying to impress me. He also ended up tipping the kid who brought him a bowl of ice. Then he went away for awhile and returned to ask for a phone so that he could call and cancel driving some man to church because he didn't feel it was safe to drive seeing as he was hung over from the two beers he had last night. He was way hardcore.
It seemed like there was so much more to say when I was thinking about writing this as opposed to now that I'm actually doing it. I have these moments in my head where dramatic sentences scroll through my mind, like the opening of the Star Wars movies. Frank Miller narrates. I write them down in my secret notebook. I have a secret notebook.
I love you Caitlin! I hope you are feeling better.
I was bored as hell and just as naiive.
Kelly