Comical Life

No. I'm not dead. Lying about that would be as stupid as telling the police your not home, sneaking out the back door, putting on a hat and a fake moustache, coming around to the front of the house and ringing the doorbell (Gotta remember to try that one...).

So, with that aside, I can tell you what's been going on...

Monday: VBS started. Got to see Abby. Get to see Abby the rest of the week. ^_^
Tuesday: Did nothing. VBS. Came home. the power went out.
Wednesday: Power was still out. Apparently, all throuhgout the Northern part of town. Had to use a rotary phone in the basement. Finally, after 18-and-a-half hours, the power comes back on. All rejoice.
Thursday: That's today. Shut up and wait till something happens.

Last night I saw Abby again (duh). That makes me feel better. But when I got home, somebody I didn't even know started talking to me on AIM. She said that Skylar told her to talk to me. It's almost as though he hasn't been noticing anything about Abby in my blog. Thanks alot, Skylar... >.<

As you might have guessed, nothing interesting happened at all. So... I get to see Abby tonight!

Wednesday, July 2 - Tuesday, July 8:

Wow. As of 12:00 midnight, that's one whole week ripped of events. Or, interesting ones...
If you really don't want to die while staring at your monitor, I strongly suggest that the following should not be read, especially out loud, outside at a picnic, at a UN confrence, or at a school board meeting. Well, actually, that one's okay.
WARNING: The following text has been rated NC-17 due to the fact that we need fewer reckless drivers on the road.

Okay, the events of this week (week meaning the seven days from July 2 - July 8):
Wednesday: Woke up, ate breakfast, checked e-mail, ate lunch, went to the pool, came home, ate dinner, fell asleep.
Thursday: Woke up, ate breakfast, checked e-mail, ate lunch, went to the pool, came home, ate dinner, fell asleep.
Friday: Woke up, ate breakfast, checked e-mail, ate lunch, went to the pool, came home, ate dinner, fell asleep.
Saturday: Woke up, ate breakfast, checked e-mail, went to some people's house for a party, came home, fireworks (yawn), fell asleep. No, I didn't see Abby. Youth Group was cancelled, duh...
Sunday: Woke up, ate breakfast, checked e-mail, went to church, ate lunch, went to the pool, came home, ate dinner, fell asleep. (Yes, the pool is open on Sunday.)
Monday: Woke up, ate breakfast, checked e-mail, ate lunch, went to the pool, came home, ate dinner, fell asleep.
Tuesday: Woke up, ate breakfast, checked e-mail, ate lunch, went to the pool, came home, ate dinner, and here I am... writing this now... pretty freaky, huh? I'll never do this again (uuuhhhh... no?). I'm about to fall asleep. Either that or I'm about to die. Oh, well... I'll post something interesting whenever it happens.

Don't complain about my not posting for the last few days. I post when I feel like it. Or when things get interesting.

To Skylar: Hate mail? Never! Hate blog note, maybe...
I CAN take a joke! But with your ignoring me last (school) year (except for the "jokes") and telling me to go away all the time (not to mention talking about me behind my back, spreading rumors, and believing lies that people tell you [some who you even hate or never talk to]), how can I tell what's a joke and what's not? Besides, when's the last time YOU ever laughed at a joke about yourself? Never! So, you can't tell ANYBODY who can take a joke and who can't!
To everyone else (if anyone else): Nothing unusual happened today...

Okay, if this is what June's like, I don't want to know about August. It's gonna be in the high 90's today, or is supposed to be.

It was hot again today. It sucked. It feels worse on the third floor. Bye.