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what can brown do for you?
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Tuesday, April 22, 2003
mmm, tuesdays. got up at 10, hurredly threw on shorts and biked my ass to swimming. realized that the ride there was so tiring because i had two flats (tiring...flat tires..ah hah hah). i dont really like my coach because shes like a chameleon...she just conforms to whatever personality is talking to her. unfortunately most of the time its andrea. we ate pancakes and fruit, which was a nice gesture. not like i wouldve eaten anything better than half of an overripened banana that morning anyways. the madre subconciously knew to get off work early and pick me up from swimming (how she does it the world will never know). she then forced me to mope around TJMaxx for an hour and get a shirt that hadnt been previously worn for numerous years. i watched an old man try to get out of a car today. then i snickered, imagining how much harder it would be for him if he didnt have any arms. when i order large fries, i realize i dont want a larger quantity of fries. i want a fry as big as my hand. instead of being able to use one as a q-tip, i want to be able to use one to hit a grand slam. i wonder if opposed to the receding hairline, the exceding harline will ever come en vogue. instead of toupees, men begin shaving their foreheads at an early age so the hair slowly begins to take over their face by the time they're 30...about the time the rest of the hair on the top of their head begins to diminish. my dad hates any music with guitars in it. this could be the reason for the initial downfall of our relationship. were he the wicked witch of the west, blasting Hendrix would have the same effect as a pail of water. i noticed today that i have a lot of teeshirts, but no pants. i could go 2 months without wearing the same shirt twice, but only 2 days with pants. why is this. why do we abuse the lower half of our bodies in this manner. i hate when im stopped at a red light and the person in the car next to me is staring at me, but i dont want to look at them. i can feel their eyes burning into me, but if i look it seems like my head will just explode. then when i finally look, it turns out theyre just shuffling through something on the seat next to them, or turned to yell at the kids in the back seat. the whole time im sitting there in a state of constant paranoia. M&M's are savagely addictive. and yes, they will melt in your hand. and in your pants, and armpit, and anywhere else that gets a sufficient amount of body heat. they say blue is a soothing color. my parents painted their room blue, i guess in hopes that it would somehow help them stop them constantly bitching at each other. instead, it just gives off the vibe of an icy hell. life lesson learned today: if the only resolutions include getting a divorce or painting your room...chances are no shade of the rainbow's gonna turn your life into a pot o' gold. - minority i have now decided im glad that im not: Assamese (pertaining to Assam...a state of India). Another name for the Strawberry Bass (a north american fish...aw, what a cute name) is the Black Crappie. and people ask what good there is in reading the dictionary. c'mon now.
11:51 PM
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