paperback writer
todaaaaaay... ::song ends abruptly::

Bratnatch: frickin frick
Bratnatch: still no school tom
Bratnatch: and a 2 hr delay on fri
Greenfairyvomit: :( sorry
Bratnatch: spring break has been whittled down to a 3 day weekend
Bratnatch: and there are NO more days off after that
Greenfairyvomit: aww . . sorry
Bratnatch: yeah me too
Greenfairyvomit: well you get your vacation now, i guess right?
Greenfairyvomit: yeah, early vacation!! woo hoo?
Bratnatch: ick
Bratnatch: it's not like *real* vacation
Greenfairyvomit:ohh, sorry
Bratnatch:we're living it one day at a time, and we couldn't even get out of our houses until today
Bratnatch:and holy goodness
Bratnatch:you should've seen me in the ranch club
Bratnatch:i was like hyperventilating
Greenfairyvomit: lol
Bratnatch: going "i hate ice, i hate ice, i hate ice..."
Greenfairyvomit: lol
Bratnatch: and john's going "go faster! just slam on the gas and when you go around that turn jam the emergency break into gear and slide"
Greenfairyvomit: omg
Greenfairyvomit: scarry
Bratnatch: and every five minutes "can i drive? can i drive? can i drive?"
Bratnatch: me: "no. no. no. ihateiceihateiceihateice ::breathes heavily::"
Greenfairyvomit: lol
Bratnatch: and tameika's in the back still wondering why we showed up at her house for no reason and crashed her house
Greenfairyvomit: lol
Bratnatch: i called her on my cell phone and when she answered i was like "guess where i am!" all excited n stuff n stuff
Bratnatch: there was a short silence, followed by an accusatory "are you in my yard?"
Bratnatch: and i was like "no.... i'm in the street in front of your yard."
Bratnatch: and she looked out the window and was like "oh my god"
Greenfairyvomit: lol
Bratnatch: and i had showed up at john's house without warning too... i was supposed to call and i *did* but no one picked up so i just went over there
Bratnatch: so i caught both of them in their scrub-wear
Greenfairyvomit: ahh, i see
Greenfairyvomit: right on
Bratnatch: john was like "i haven't even gotten dressed yet"
Bratnatch: so i had to wait knee deep in dead gi joes for him to get decent
Greenfairyvomit: lol
Bratnatch: there was this weird movie on the tv with subtitles cuz all the ppl spoke this really weird language
Bratnatch: it wasn't spanish, that's all i know
Bratnatch: ...or english
Bratnatch: or any romance or dramatic language for that matter

so yeah. that's what i did today. well, actually it's just a taste of the delicious (and low fat!) bubbling broth some like to call
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
but it's all i'm going to give you because i'm lazy and i don't feel like wasting the energy to remember what all i did on my first day of freedom since the snow gods first dumped their icy prison on us so many days ago.

let alone write the biz-natch down.

so go find some other source of entertainment.
like sticking pins into your little brother.
...not that i've ever entertained that idea.
*ahem*
::slinks off into shadows, pins glistening in the half-light::


quote of the day:
"now there're three kinds of 'pins' in the south: there's writin' pins, stickin' pins, and dog pins."
~my dad, teaching my cast for nationals how to speak in a southern accent


The current mood of bratnatch at www.imood.com
FIN. 8:59 p.m., Wednesday, Feb. 19, 2003

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