I must go to the dentist this afternoon. Just the standard cleaning and check-up. Usually this isn't a problem; I take excellent care of my teeth and all - it's a bit of an obsession. But I called to make an appointment last week, and was luckily able to get schedule one today. My insurance runs out tomorrow.
I've just eaten animal crackers for breakfast. Don't I have a healthy diet?
There was something I wanted to write about, but now I can't remember what it was. Don't you hate when that happens?
This weekend my friends and I are going to this lake resort place. Wendy's parents have a place up there, and we go every 4th. There's an Elvis impersonator they're friends with; we help set up for the show. Then watch the show, and have too much to drink. Stay up late. It's a good time.
One year I actually met a pretty cool girl. One of our friends had talked to her earlier in the day at the beach, but she wouldn't give him the time of day. Ha! But apparently I caught her eye later on. It could have had something to do with how when we were walking past one another I flinched when I saw her. Electricity.
So, eventually I ended up walking her back to her cabin. It was all very gentlemanly! There was serious kissing involved, but nothing too bad. What kind of boy do you all think I am?
We were supposed to meet up the next day, but my friends were slow, and we didn't get to the beach until late. By then she'd already gone. Never saw her again. Ah well, it's still a good memory.
That night I also got misplaced. When I wondered off to hang out with the girl, all my friends left. Each thought I'd gotten a ride with the others. So I thought I was going to have to walk the 5 miles back to where we were staying. As I was three sheets to the wind, this seemed possible to me. I figure I would have made it half a mile and then gone to sleep in the ditch. Luckily they realized I didn't make it back, and came looking for me. At least I hadn't made it very far yet.
Just now I went to fill up my car with petroleum distillate. My plan was to get it before the gas prices got hiked for the holiday weekend, and conserve it until the long drive on Friday. No such luck. They'd raised the prices already, the bastards! I figure that people around here only work three days a week; if there's a holiday weekend, they don't work at all, so they're all leaving already. Damn rich people.
I've just eaten animal crackers for breakfast. Don't I have a healthy diet?
There was something I wanted to write about, but now I can't remember what it was. Don't you hate when that happens?
This weekend my friends and I are going to this lake resort place. Wendy's parents have a place up there, and we go every 4th. There's an Elvis impersonator they're friends with; we help set up for the show. Then watch the show, and have too much to drink. Stay up late. It's a good time.
One year I actually met a pretty cool girl. One of our friends had talked to her earlier in the day at the beach, but she wouldn't give him the time of day. Ha! But apparently I caught her eye later on. It could have had something to do with how when we were walking past one another I flinched when I saw her. Electricity.
So, eventually I ended up walking her back to her cabin. It was all very gentlemanly! There was serious kissing involved, but nothing too bad. What kind of boy do you all think I am?
We were supposed to meet up the next day, but my friends were slow, and we didn't get to the beach until late. By then she'd already gone. Never saw her again. Ah well, it's still a good memory.
That night I also got misplaced. When I wondered off to hang out with the girl, all my friends left. Each thought I'd gotten a ride with the others. So I thought I was going to have to walk the 5 miles back to where we were staying. As I was three sheets to the wind, this seemed possible to me. I figure I would have made it half a mile and then gone to sleep in the ditch. Luckily they realized I didn't make it back, and came looking for me. At least I hadn't made it very far yet.
Just now I went to fill up my car with petroleum distillate. My plan was to get it before the gas prices got hiked for the holiday weekend, and conserve it until the long drive on Friday. No such luck. They'd raised the prices already, the bastards! I figure that people around here only work three days a week; if there's a holiday weekend, they don't work at all, so they're all leaving already. Damn rich people.