Ummmm . . . What?
Well . . . I think I'm in shock because I just finished reading that long series of comments on the last post and I just can't seem to form coherent thoughts in my head. I think it's best if I talk about something amazing now.
Something Amazing:
- I am going to get up at 6:00 in the morning tomorrow and I am going to go running. This is why: Because my cousin Ike was talking about this marathon relay he participated in and he ran his 11 miles averaging 6 minutes per mile and one of his teammates ran his 13 miles averaging 5 minutes and 25 seconds per mile. I immediately felt worthless after hearing this and decided that someday I would be able to survive in the wilderness entirely on my own. I'd live like Grisley Adams, except without the beard. I'd build my own log house and hunt for berries and deer and what-not. What does this have to do with getting up at 6:00 AM to go running? Nothing really. Maybe I'll scratch that and learn how to shoot a bow and arrows.
Other Things of Notice:
- my cousin Ike rules suckas!!
- I don't think I need looking after. I mean, I usually stay out of trouble.
- master plans are my speciality, not yours JonAthan.
- I hate chicken salad and egg salad and potato salad . . . all of those kinds of things.
I think I'm forgetting something important that I need to do school-wise, so I'm off to try and remember what it is.
Something Amazing:
- I am going to get up at 6:00 in the morning tomorrow and I am going to go running. This is why: Because my cousin Ike was talking about this marathon relay he participated in and he ran his 11 miles averaging 6 minutes per mile and one of his teammates ran his 13 miles averaging 5 minutes and 25 seconds per mile. I immediately felt worthless after hearing this and decided that someday I would be able to survive in the wilderness entirely on my own. I'd live like Grisley Adams, except without the beard. I'd build my own log house and hunt for berries and deer and what-not. What does this have to do with getting up at 6:00 AM to go running? Nothing really. Maybe I'll scratch that and learn how to shoot a bow and arrows.
Other Things of Notice:
- my cousin Ike rules suckas!!
- I don't think I need looking after. I mean, I usually stay out of trouble.
- master plans are my speciality, not yours JonAthan.
- I hate chicken salad and egg salad and potato salad . . . all of those kinds of things.
I think I'm forgetting something important that I need to do school-wise, so I'm off to try and remember what it is.
posted by Booder at 9:01 PM
4 Comments:
first off, my cousin runs marathons all the time and he can run them under 3 hours and five minutes. it was a relay marathon because each member ran a mini-marathon from Keskagee, Alaska to a city in Canada, which i don't remember the name of. it was a midnight marathon and my cousin's team won it. it lasted from midnight to 9 in the morning. plus my cousin is a chemist too. for real. and chris esterling doesn't run marathons, he ran something else and so who cares? and jake, you ate some of my chips and i didn't say anything. besides, we're your neighbors, not your grocery store.
dave, let's go to dos reales! that was soooo fun! you guys don't have to put up with us . . . wait, what am i saying, yes you do. and i was in morton. i noticed you weren't there, but i was busy protecting my cousin from random people telling him they were his second cousin once removed on his mother's side.
i have one million cousins. i'm sure one of them has probably done something amazing.
why would anyone run a marathon? that is something i would never want to do ever. i'd rather sit in a chair and stab my arms with fork for 4 hours then run aimlessly for 26 miles. who thought of that anyway. i offically hate marathons. even the gas stations named marathon.
well, that's probably why you're such a fatty traever.
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