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My family attempted to celebrate my Mum's birthday yesterday. As usual, reckless mayhem and systematic, adverse events occured as a result of it. At least I maintained a sense of humour throughout and derived a strange sense of entertainment from my family's organizational skills. Especially when my mom came home expecting her favourite dinner to be prepared, as promised, and upon looking into the refridgerator to retrieve the shrimp--key ingredient-- we realized that it wasn't there, and no, my mom didn't bring any home, and no, my dad hadn't picked any up, and how were we supposed to conjecture that the shrimp wouldn't materialize upon mere thought alone??? Three hours later, I had managed to pour in breadcrumbs pre-maturally (although everyone insisted that it tasted BETTER this way--liars) and I am sure something burned, broke, or died. That's usually our fashion in these sorts of things. I guess communication was never our strength as a group. It involves talking to eachother.
Right now I am feeling slightly sedated and embarrassed, embarrassment in part due to a rather awkward conversation with a friend who, while shaving my legs, I decided to call on an impulse. I haven't talked to her ... in a real LONG time, but I felt that it was proper that I called to congratulate her on her high school graduation and wish her luck in college. I become so OBNOXIOUS on the phone. If in four years from now I try to contact you--warning--DON"T PICK UP THE PHONE. It will just be uncomfortable silence for about twenty minutes and end with me saying "Have a good nap." Baaaad experience. *shudders*
My sleeping pattern is returning to its normal out of school abnormality. I wake up at around 6 AM and stay awake for about an hour thinking really weird and delusional thoughts. This morning I thought it was a wonderful idea to make my friend a bunch of paper lanterns for her birthday, which was last week, and to start a book about a boy who's mother is named Mrs. Helmes and wears yellow aprons.
I think I am off to go read Pride and Prejudice until my mom gets home with the car so that I can drive to Sadie's house to go swim in the reservoir and rent sexy foreign films and silly movies from the sixties.
Right now I am feeling slightly sedated and embarrassed, embarrassment in part due to a rather awkward conversation with a friend who, while shaving my legs, I decided to call on an impulse. I haven't talked to her ... in a real LONG time, but I felt that it was proper that I called to congratulate her on her high school graduation and wish her luck in college. I become so OBNOXIOUS on the phone. If in four years from now I try to contact you--warning--DON"T PICK UP THE PHONE. It will just be uncomfortable silence for about twenty minutes and end with me saying "Have a good nap." Baaaad experience. *shudders*
My sleeping pattern is returning to its normal out of school abnormality. I wake up at around 6 AM and stay awake for about an hour thinking really weird and delusional thoughts. This morning I thought it was a wonderful idea to make my friend a bunch of paper lanterns for her birthday, which was last week, and to start a book about a boy who's mother is named Mrs. Helmes and wears yellow aprons.
I think I am off to go read Pride and Prejudice until my mom gets home with the car so that I can drive to Sadie's house to go swim in the reservoir and rent sexy foreign films and silly movies from the sixties.