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Friday, October 11, 2002

I want my fruit template to come up. It's so full of fruity goodness! Mmmm, juicey.

I don't really have an explanation for what's happened. There's this enormous time bomb, and sometimes it gets so quiet when I think about it I can almost hear it ticking away. It happened again today. I couldn't help it. For a minute or two I thought it was all over and I was safe again. Nooooo

A movie about my life would be pretty spastic. And speaking of spastic, Mr. Cochran has a kangaroo rat in his biology class, and I swear he gives it a 3-shot espresso or something, because it was trying to chew its way out of the cage. Like it was being tortured. Which is funny, because we were having our "Animal Rights Activists" club meeting. Poor little rat.

During "Chemistry Jeopardy" the other day, John Denton got a 500 dollar question right and he said "Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it." It would be cool from any other person but him. He said it so...intellectually. Gross

But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

Thursday, October 10, 2002

My first entry. Just testing it all out. I felt this strange urge to start one when this guy I know, who so happens to be a fantastic writer, started his own. I'd be so happy if I could write half as good as he can. But, oh well.
Right now: I'm explaining Hamlet to my dad, who has never read it. In fact, he just gave up because it's 10:30 at night and he's tired.
Now that I'm done trying to make a blog, I have nothing interesting to write in it. Maybe next time.
Bahama Bucks sounds really good right now. Strawberry Daquiri with cream. Yum yum.

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