note from a rotisserie
okay, so i totally live in the Learning Resource Center (hereafter referred to as the LRC) of the byu library. these things happen when one has a rediculously long break between classes every day. le sigh. usually, my haven is fairly cool. however, today they apparently have the heat up to approximately 300 degrees, give or take a degree. i think it's illegal to be cooked without being informed first.
i spent the weekend at my sister's house. of course. it was GLORIOUSLY uneventful. we just sat around and read and played CoH and talked and giggled and ate 2/3 of a box of count chocula. did you know count chocula has beet powder in it? mmmm. beet powder. and those little nuggets of sugar in there SO aren't marshmallows, but whatever they are, i love them. whoever invented them should be cannonized, along with the earl of sandwich.
my back itches. good heavens. it's stopped peeling, but now it's just really really itchy. i want to go up to strangers and ask them to scratch it for me. i would offer them money for it, but i have none. shoes, perhaps? i have a lot of those. "i'll give you a pair of embroidered silk flip flops if you scratch my back." why do i even have embroidered silk flip flops? why do i have 7 PAIRS of flip flops?! THIS IS WHY I HAVE NO MONEY!! i need a pair of orange ones, though. they would go cute with my army-green sweater. hmm.
okay. must focus now and right a journal entry for english 314. blaaaaaah. noooo quierooooo. alas. such is the life of a "good student." (which is in quotations because i skipped two classes yesterday. heh.)
sincerely &tc,
Snappy
i spent the weekend at my sister's house. of course. it was GLORIOUSLY uneventful. we just sat around and read and played CoH and talked and giggled and ate 2/3 of a box of count chocula. did you know count chocula has beet powder in it? mmmm. beet powder. and those little nuggets of sugar in there SO aren't marshmallows, but whatever they are, i love them. whoever invented them should be cannonized, along with the earl of sandwich.
my back itches. good heavens. it's stopped peeling, but now it's just really really itchy. i want to go up to strangers and ask them to scratch it for me. i would offer them money for it, but i have none. shoes, perhaps? i have a lot of those. "i'll give you a pair of embroidered silk flip flops if you scratch my back." why do i even have embroidered silk flip flops? why do i have 7 PAIRS of flip flops?! THIS IS WHY I HAVE NO MONEY!! i need a pair of orange ones, though. they would go cute with my army-green sweater. hmm.
okay. must focus now and right a journal entry for english 314. blaaaaaah. noooo quierooooo. alas. such is the life of a "good student." (which is in quotations because i skipped two classes yesterday. heh.)
sincerely &tc,
Snappy
posted by Brenda at 8:11 AM
2 Comments:
CoH? as in Code of Honor? Wow. Wowee wow wow. Unless of course, you meant something else, like Cheese of Harlem. Eh. Nevermind.
City of Heroes. The new reason for my existance. Mmmmmmmmmmm. you can tell a lot about a person by the type of super hero they build.
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