yes, we actually get school off for the county fair. rather hickish, eh?

ah well. *i* don't mind.

the code-miester and i feverishly cleaned the house till it sparkled in preparation for padre's return from business trip...
then i settled in to watch an i love the 70's marathon on vh1...
but it was not to be

mags called and suggested we go to the fair to "research for the world fair for animus".... i.e., we wanted to get out of the house

we got there just in time to miss the deadline for under-18-get-in-free-day and waited around for robin, post-cookie disaster a casa

so we walked around for a (very) little while and saw faukler (maybe? sorry if i've beaten your name to a pulp) several hundred times and that was fun.... but ultimately decided what we always decide....

the fair sucks

so we left and got as far as the first gas station and remembered where we live, and the fact that the fair is a very exciting thing compared to the nothing that is here every other weekend of the year

so we turned back around and had to deal with DEATHFRIDAYNIGHTTRAFFIC to get back... added to the fact that everyone in the world went to the fair for the very same reason we turned as quickly and defeatedly as we did...

so we finally arrived and swore to stay at least as long as it had taken to get there.. which was an ETERNITY.. so we wandered around more and bumped into [insert correct spelling of name here] more and found out how crooked/tense our spines are and got massages (v. nice! mmmmm...)

and i was recognized (from the nat'ls show) by someone from calvert! twas muy exciting! but we ultimately came to the same conclusion that

the fair sucks

so we went out to the parking lot and had a tailgate party in murray. we blasted PUSA and amused/confused many an onlooker... and got some fanTABulous faces from one group in particular

i, of course, had to sit there and imitate this one girl for the next 20 mins.. ::giggles at memory of girl's face::

side pondering: i seem to only ever get hit on by much older guys... but everyone in the world's first age-impression of me is like twelve....
does this mean i attract child molesters? hm.
::taps chin in thought::

in any case, by the end of the night we had decided to tell hampdawg these things when he asks what we decided about the world fair:
1. we will not use carnies
2. we didn't go to the fair
3. we cannot call it the world fair because that title is already taken

and it was really nice for just the three of us to hang out all night.. we haven't done that for real since like sophomore year.... and that makes us sad.
so it was cool.

the night was cool

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also: on thurs, in lieu of the improv show, kayleigh, chris and i went to the soccer game/band show...

the soccer game was exciting because i haven't seen one since cody played in kindergarten and we finally got to see thomas and jake play and aundrea manage... as we (or just i in the cases of aundrea and jake) had been promising we'd come see them play and had never gotten around to it or some such similar

girly-gossip side note: of the sports-types, soccer and lacrosse players are definitely the more attractive... though track people have the best calves ever

but then the band came on ("BRING ON THE BAND!") at the end of the game and we were joined by tim and nickchrissysboyfriend...
and we screamed and cheered as obnoxiously as ever and they were fantabulous and beautiful and all that jazz and afterward we went to our cars and made fun of the dumb bikers that show up all the time and think it's cool to knock over the cones and they called us band geeks and we laughed in their face because is that the best they can come up with? i mean really....

so they eventually skittered off into the shadows and we were joined by fellow bandos (though we missed you mirm!) and we had a dance partay and tameika drove me the 20 feet to my car just so i could say i'd driven with her and that was fun.

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in homecoming news...

dress has been ordered.
weirdo feeling successfully suppressed.
plans for dinner still in air.
plans for ihop less in air.
source of weirdo feeling still not discovered.
entirely different weirdo feeling still lingering.

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AND TAMEIKA GAVE ME THE BURKY! ::claws at throat::

now mags prolly has it too. mwah ha.
and on that note...

'night.

ink :: graphite