2004-06-22 - 2:18 p.m.
I think I'm suppose to update now. Thank you dland gods that allow me to do this.
My best friends' great-grandmother loves me. That's super nice.
This was a drunken conversation that I overheard at 4:30 in the morning Saturday.
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MAN. What's that light over there?
WOMAN. Baby, that's just the sun.
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This was after I woke up to the same woman screaming, "YOU ROCK, ROCK ON!"
My dad finally came home. He was really nice to me yesterday. He let me drive his car. He let me make him dinner. Then he told me that he worships Ralph Waldo Emerson. He also introduced me to the term Bushit. Yay.
Happy things like that... they're happy.
I like being happy.
Am now reading The Cider House Rules. Am enjoying the frequent and often comical mention of penis. A Prayer for Owen Meany did not have quiet as frequent mention of penis, but was certainly one of the best books I have read.
It's sad that I apparently measure the quality of a book by the use of the word penis. Yes?
