Michigan
Well . . . I was gone for a while. I was off having adventures in Michigan with Les. It was fun. We got to see Holly and her giant labrynth of a house. I am not kidding folks, I mean there are doors in that house that lead to other dimensions. We also got to see the "musical fountain" which was truly an event because the "musical fountain" is the world's largest "musical fountain" and it has a unique and humorous "personality". That means that the fountain introduces itself before the show and asks for monetary donations that will aid in it's up-keep which makes it a very practical fountain as well.
I was very polite and pleasant all weekend and I am absolutely exhausted. It is very tiring, being pleasant. Also we drove a lot and I hate traffic . . . and there was a lot of that, so sometimes I said things like "silly stupid motorist" outloud, while really I was saying something completely different in my head. But that's not important. What is important is how much cookie dough I ate this evening, which turns out to be a lot. I ate so much that I could not look at it any longer and when my mom asked me if I wanted to eat the rest of it, I said, "no" and felt like I would never like to eat cookie dough ever again in my life, which is tragic.
Another tragedy is that I dripped chocolate ice cream all over my favorite blue t-shirt.
P.S. I would just like to say that out of all of Callie's kitties, David's is my favorite. It's name is either "Dutch" or "Blitz", which is ridiculous because, 1) those are not respectable names, and 2) who would bother to remember which cat belonged to which name as those are silly names (hence my inability to recall it's name) and 3) Tiglash Pilesar is much better than either "Dutch" or "Blitz" and that's what it should have been called but it wasn't and so it is named something silly.
I was very polite and pleasant all weekend and I am absolutely exhausted. It is very tiring, being pleasant. Also we drove a lot and I hate traffic . . . and there was a lot of that, so sometimes I said things like "silly stupid motorist" outloud, while really I was saying something completely different in my head. But that's not important. What is important is how much cookie dough I ate this evening, which turns out to be a lot. I ate so much that I could not look at it any longer and when my mom asked me if I wanted to eat the rest of it, I said, "no" and felt like I would never like to eat cookie dough ever again in my life, which is tragic.
Another tragedy is that I dripped chocolate ice cream all over my favorite blue t-shirt.
P.S. I would just like to say that out of all of Callie's kitties, David's is my favorite. It's name is either "Dutch" or "Blitz", which is ridiculous because, 1) those are not respectable names, and 2) who would bother to remember which cat belonged to which name as those are silly names (hence my inability to recall it's name) and 3) Tiglash Pilesar is much better than either "Dutch" or "Blitz" and that's what it should have been called but it wasn't and so it is named something silly.
1 Comments:
thank you very much!! and no doors to oz . . . sorry. althought that would have been awesome.
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