my day

[angler]

9:30-6:00. class. practice. yaddah.
....-7:20. food. fried sweet potatoe, yum.
7:21...... pick up brian's guitar.
.....12:10 come to the realization you haven't done any work for the last four hours.
12:16..... realize you're a silly goose with a long day that did a weeks' worth of physics homework a few hours ago.

whew.

Comments

[ginerg]

potatoe? Dan Quayle spelling?

I just haven't seen it spelled like that in ages.

[angler]

1) I hate spelling. never claimed to be a good speller.
2) I never want to run for political office, so no need to spell correctly anyhow.
3) You kicked me in the back with a soccer ball.

LJ l33tist!

[ginerg]

Yeah, you're not good enough for my LJ. Or something.

And I only tossed it at you, gently and full of care. Why on earth would a nice chap like myself be hurling soccer balls willy-nilly?

[angler]

'Tis a question I ask myself every night in tears, huddled in fetal position, on a cold floor, in order to get my mind off the pain of the giant soccer-ball shaped imprint on my back.