Oct 25, 2006 18:20
Dear self:
You know that dinner will not be ready when you get home. You haven't eaten for five hours. So why do you torture yourself for forty-five minutes on the latebus by talking to Amanda about the awesomest yummiest foods known to mankind - and where you can eat them. Yes, homemade chili dogs rock. Yes, getting your hands on a bowl of the cafe's lemon rice chicken soup would just make your week. Yes, home fries doused in hot sauce are addictive.
But you know what? You're so hungry you're starting to get cramps before you even get home, and, sadly, tonight is a fend-for-yourself leftover night. No chili dogs for you.
No love, you starving little idiot:
Me.
In other news, I cleaned dog teeth today, and took tooth notes for a few hours. Said notes are littered with doodles of Gai and Lee. >.>;;
Have an excuse to spend hours and hours online at a time: since the yearbook is being put together on the computer, we have a website and log in to access the site and work on it. :D But we aren't using Chelsea Steven's cover sketch -- Corinne put together a totally awesome one. Sleeping ram on the cover, btw? It is SO totally not a way to claim all of our students are lazy.
Still need to toss together a halloween costume. Since I'm poor, I'm left with few options. One of which is the usual Cousin It gag. Or, I can use my old fairy wings, buy a fake mustache, glue a carboard penis on a wooden dowel and paint that all gold, and draw little red spots for acne on my face -- Puberty Fairy. (Oh, MItchelle, us and our jokes~ XDDD)
yearbook,
school,
food,
stupid ideas,
ag