I broke a toe at karate and had to paint a three bedroom town-house today. The worst part is that the picture of the toe I posted is not as sweet as I thought it would be. The colors didn't come out as well as I would have liked. It's all good, though, 'cause today, it doesn't even look like a toe anymore. It looks like a triangle.
I had lunch at Satan's company: McDonald's. Humans have a love/seems-like-hate relationship with cows. Everybody seems to like them untill there's one in the room. Then it's taunting with red blankets, stealing their children's milk for cheese, and finally cooking them with the cheese for a burger.
I'm gonna ask out my current crush on monday. (why is this after the love/hat cow comment? who knows...) It's going to be awesome. I'll say, "let's get coffee sometime." Yeah, I have no imagination. The truth is I want to go fake rock climbing with somebody. Maybe I should say, "let's go fake rock climbing. Unless you're chicken!" Then she'd have to go unless she's comfortable with being chicken, in which case she wouldn't be chicken. She'd be self assured and assertive. But!! Hopefully she won't realize that little paradox.
I wonder what she'll say. Uncertainty is creepy... anyway, if she say's no she'd better be prepaired to continue with our current class room buddy relationship. I hate it when girls get all crazy and not want to be class buddies because I asked them out for coffee. This has only happened once, but it was like the time I ate that pickled plum. Oh god!
At least i didn't have to see the plum everyday for the rest of the semester, though...
I had lunch at Satan's company: McDonald's. Humans have a love/seems-like-hate relationship with cows. Everybody seems to like them untill there's one in the room. Then it's taunting with red blankets, stealing their children's milk for cheese, and finally cooking them with the cheese for a burger.
I'm gonna ask out my current crush on monday. (why is this after the love/hat cow comment? who knows...) It's going to be awesome. I'll say, "let's get coffee sometime." Yeah, I have no imagination. The truth is I want to go fake rock climbing with somebody. Maybe I should say, "let's go fake rock climbing. Unless you're chicken!" Then she'd have to go unless she's comfortable with being chicken, in which case she wouldn't be chicken. She'd be self assured and assertive. But!! Hopefully she won't realize that little paradox.
I wonder what she'll say. Uncertainty is creepy... anyway, if she say's no she'd better be prepaired to continue with our current class room buddy relationship. I hate it when girls get all crazy and not want to be class buddies because I asked them out for coffee. This has only happened once, but it was like the time I ate that pickled plum. Oh god!
