Life in the slowish fastish lane
I keep taking 2 steps forward and one step back.
I don't know what EXACTLY that applies to, but I really think it's true. I'll get back to you on that one.
This morning my brother and I did gingerbread houses with Will and John Stratton. We've been doing it every year since we were BORN practicaly, and this year is my and John's last year before we go away to college. SCARY, huh. Wow. We're moving out soon. That's insanity. However, we're still gonna be making gingerbead houses- TRUST ME. I love little traditions like that.
I wrote a college essay about Roddy today, but I don't know how to do LJ cuts so I can't put it up here. It's kind of funny and kind of lame, but hopefully it'll do the trick. It's about how I laughed hysterically when he came out to me. It kind of makes me look like a jerk. Oh well...they might as well know the truth now before they let me into their school.
SPEAKING OF CREEPY
I heard this brilliant story the other day.
A friend of a friend of a friend was babysiting and the kids were asleep and she was watching TV. There was a clown statue in the corner that kept freaking her out because it looked so real, so she called the parents and asked if she could put something over it because she was so scared. The dad said "THERES A CLOWN STATUE THERE?" and the girl was like "Yeah" and he told her to get the kids and go over to the neighbors house IMMEDIATELY.
Do you want to know why? I'll tell you why. Because there was a schitzophrenic dwarf that lived in their neighborhood who thought that he was a clown and randomly snuck into people's houses.
HOW BIZARRE IS THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!
ITS INSANITY.
I LOVE stories like that.
It's snowing, motha f-ers!
I don't know what EXACTLY that applies to, but I really think it's true. I'll get back to you on that one.
This morning my brother and I did gingerbread houses with Will and John Stratton. We've been doing it every year since we were BORN practicaly, and this year is my and John's last year before we go away to college. SCARY, huh. Wow. We're moving out soon. That's insanity. However, we're still gonna be making gingerbead houses- TRUST ME. I love little traditions like that.
I wrote a college essay about Roddy today, but I don't know how to do LJ cuts so I can't put it up here. It's kind of funny and kind of lame, but hopefully it'll do the trick. It's about how I laughed hysterically when he came out to me. It kind of makes me look like a jerk. Oh well...they might as well know the truth now before they let me into their school.
SPEAKING OF CREEPY
I heard this brilliant story the other day.
A friend of a friend of a friend was babysiting and the kids were asleep and she was watching TV. There was a clown statue in the corner that kept freaking her out because it looked so real, so she called the parents and asked if she could put something over it because she was so scared. The dad said "THERES A CLOWN STATUE THERE?" and the girl was like "Yeah" and he told her to get the kids and go over to the neighbors house IMMEDIATELY.
Do you want to know why? I'll tell you why. Because there was a schitzophrenic dwarf that lived in their neighborhood who thought that he was a clown and randomly snuck into people's houses.
HOW BIZARRE IS THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!
ITS INSANITY.
I LOVE stories like that.
It's snowing, motha f-ers!