| Sunday, March 23, 2008 |
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| Blogging. Now that I am here, my father tells me that his computer is not here, but in Jackson. I will not be in Jackson until about tuesday or wednesday, so until then i will try to blog as much as possible on my grandparents computer, which is about 9 years old. I'm not sure why, since they are filthy rich. But it is, and my grandfather is blind as a bat and the screen is all blown-up so that approximately 23 words fit onto one page of this scroll box. So, it's hard to judge how much I am actually typing. Anyway, the trip was pretty good. Even though my iPod died within the first 12 or so minutes, and everything I try to do makes me so carsick I want to puke my lungs out. Me and my dad quizzed each other on show themes, but we couldn't think of the Lone Ranger or Sanford and Son. We eventually thought of them though. I have even weirder dreams in Mississippi. One about Mr. Hutchinson, which was way weird. And one about about a bowl of "cocoa powder" that tasted of burnt fish. We had an easter egg hunt for easter. First me, my brother, and my cousin hid them for natalie and stacey. And I hid them in really evil places, so my sister got my Dad to help her hide them in freaksihly evil places. And then she tormented us the whole time. She is alot more evil when you start to drive south. Good lord, I am so excited about spring break. I am so sick of school. I wish I had drama class all the time. By the way, A******** Arts Center is really cool. Mainly the class. It's just like drama class at school. The teacher even reminds me of Ms. Daniel. She's got long red curly hair and we play the same games and we did the adjective with name thing the first day. The play isn't quite as much fun, but just because the kids in it are a whole lot younger than I am. But it's still a lot of fun. I'm an indian, and we chant and make a bunch of hilarious noises. Oh, the show is on May 1st by the way, if you wanted to come. Ergg...I'm having brain blockage. Nothing to say. How can this be. Oh yea, I can't decide whether or not to do band. But I'm almost positive I'm not. I just keep regretting it for some odd reason. I hope this post is semi-lengthy, because I can't really tell, and I can't think of what else to say. I'll get inspired again soon. I'm sure. Au Revoir For Now. [frenchtoast] |
Slid down the rainbow at 2:56 PM  |
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Right. I read this this morning. But I was too tired to comment. Sorry I didn't blog the other day like I said I was gonna. It was photo-y and I couldn't find my camera cable. Bleh!
It's a good blog post, don't worry.
So that's what the Indiana Jones thing was about. I see.
Weird in what way? Cause you know what my mind automatically jumps to.
My easter escapades are soon to be described in great detail on my blog. Check back soon. (See, you writing on your blog makes me want to write on MY blog. Thanks.)
Uh, yeah, I definitely wanna come. Can't believe you even put "if you wanted to come". What play is it?
Yeah, what age are most the people there? I was wondering that the other day.
I'd say don't. But that's just me.
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Right. I read this this morning. But I was too tired to comment. Sorry I didn't blog the other day like I said I was gonna. It was photo-y and I couldn't find my camera cable. Bleh!
It's a good blog post, don't worry.
So that's what the Indiana Jones thing was about. I see.
Weird in what way? Cause you know what my mind automatically jumps to.
My easter escapades are soon to be described in great detail on my blog. Check back soon. (See, you writing on your blog makes me want to write on MY blog. Thanks.)
Uh, yeah, I definitely wanna come. Can't believe you even put "if you wanted to come". What play is it?
Yeah, what age are most the people there? I was wondering that the other day.
I'd say don't. But that's just me.