1.26.2005

sorry kids/MASKS!

i just don't know what to write about.

let's see. whatever comes in me noggin.

brittany called me yesterday! i miss that kid. and all the rest of the hartford city gum-chewing freaks. *sigh* she told me she'd just been to talk to the senior pastor and she felt a lot better having done so. which made me happy. :)

i just got a phone call. i said "hello?" and someone made a repititious noise that sounded somewhat like "chubchubchub" and hung up immediately. i'm not sure if they were male or female. i'm not sure what the purpose of the call was. i'm not sure. you people. gosh.

i've been melancholy and lonely past couple days. which i expected. i'm kind of going through that "never going to meet another eligible man because all the good ones are taken by now and the leftovers have something wrong with them" phase. gotta learn to TRUST! sorry, God. we're working on it.

i dont like it when people give me the cold shoulder.

i skipped chapel today. with some other chapel skippers. it was peer pressure, the group mentality. dignal was hungry and tired and we all just went with that. it was quite nice to eat in an almost empty baldwin. we even left before the second chapel rush.

.........

HOLY SMOKES HOLY SMOKES HOLY SMOKES.
oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh.

http://www.somethingpositive.net/sp04082002.shtml

remember this, kids?!?!

i just got a box outside my bedroom door with two "mexican wrestler" masks, much like the ones pictured in the internet comic above. EXCELLENT. IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES! oh, my. there's going to be much havoc wreked around central indiana this semester.




God Bless You, Provider of the Masks.

you made my day!

2 comments:

Melissa Jo said...

I think that the ones left over that have something wrong with them, become the good ones that are taken when they find a girlfriend and they're taught how to act. So there is hope for us single females.

Textual Harassment said...

That is an interesting thought, Jo. Does it mean there's also hope for us guys who are defective?