So I'm walking in graduation this Saturday. Awesome. Bill Clinton. Awesome. Eating at Denny's afterward...even awesomer.
Oh yeah. Who's down with the pancakes?
Question: what should I wear? This question pertains to shoes, obvi.
On another note, I'm trying to teach myself how to wiggle my nose. Like Sam in "Bewitched." Not coming along so good.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
What I sound like
Ig. Ug. Schnffffffffffugyarg.
I'm sick again.
And my Tom has just left me (even though he was so sweet and stocked my fridge with Gatorade (a vital fluid to those afflicted with spring colds) and my kitchen with napkins (a consolation prize for those who don't buy enough tissues)).
This does not change the fact that I still sound like a water pump gone wrong and am blowing my nose accordingly. It's also freaky cold out. I have many spring like dresses and skirts and shoes, which I can't wear because the wind is still nippy, the frost is still bitey, and the temperature is still frickin' cold.
I feel bad for the ducks who migrated back in hopes of the warm weather.
I'm sick again.
And my Tom has just left me (even though he was so sweet and stocked my fridge with Gatorade (a vital fluid to those afflicted with spring colds) and my kitchen with napkins (a consolation prize for those who don't buy enough tissues)).
This does not change the fact that I still sound like a water pump gone wrong and am blowing my nose accordingly. It's also freaky cold out. I have many spring like dresses and skirts and shoes, which I can't wear because the wind is still nippy, the frost is still bitey, and the temperature is still frickin' cold.
I feel bad for the ducks who migrated back in hopes of the warm weather.
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