the worm of my heart is the apple of your eye
What a messed up day. I feel likle this much jubilance is a sign of ignorance or my body's in shock over my absurd weekend. whatever the case, and in other words my week has been neutral but maybe im a glass half full person today. today were 55 minute periods but i got out of the entire math class, to go see a presenter lady for western. she was really cool and it was the first time i left the college office lacking a queazy feeling. The girl was super energetic but in a tolerable way and talked to me about how she had taken a cruise from maine to the gulf of mexico studying marine life (offering an example of how easy it is to travel and get credit for a class there).
oh yeah and before i forget my mother insisted on walking the dog last night and we witnessed a man with a briefcase get out of a minivan under one of the streetlamps near the suspected meth man's house. the minivan then turned around and drove away and the man came up to ma and i and let hector sniff his hand revealing a plethora of oversized rings. woa. he tried to make lighthearted conversation before he went on his way but i definatly felt creeped out.
another footnote thought in my brain: i hope the frye gives me a job. i need a life.
oh yeah and before i forget my mother insisted on walking the dog last night and we witnessed a man with a briefcase get out of a minivan under one of the streetlamps near the suspected meth man's house. the minivan then turned around and drove away and the man came up to ma and i and let hector sniff his hand revealing a plethora of oversized rings. woa. he tried to make lighthearted conversation before he went on his way but i definatly felt creeped out.
another footnote thought in my brain: i hope the frye gives me a job. i need a life.