Mother: So that's Batman. James: Yeah, and he's a man! Mother: Yeah, he is. James: And someday, I'm gonna be a man. Mother: And when you're a man, maybe you'll find a nice woman and get married! James: I think I'll skip that part
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The words Bomb and Explosion aren't very good ones to pick when talking about a perfectly harmless business plan. Especially when one of you is carrying a rectangular, black leather casing with something in it (probably a thick laptop or some books). Just, y'know. saying
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"I don't like French." "Why not? It's really, really easy. I got like an 80." "Because it's stupid. And retarded. And gay."I cannot help but be unimpressed with these two underclassmen. Just last week, they were complaining about how "retarded" the pencil sharpener was. My teacher and I then started a debate with them about how the pencil sharpener
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So today I got knocked out, numbed out all over, a tube with a camera shoved down my throat, and to top it all off, a ride around the hospital in a shiny, black wheelchair.
Awesome.
I'll go into more detail about how I think it wasn't like in the movies when the strength returns in my legs.
It has now come to my attention that I aught to use this journal for more than lurking and touching peopleTHUS I have renamed my journal, and changed the theme because it makes it feel... I dunno, more welcoming. THE HEADING SEEMED APPROPRIATE WITH THE THEME, TOO
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