one of those days
not cool:spilling nasty, fermented, rotten apple juice all over yourself at work. i smelled so disgusting for the rest of the day, that i had to drive home with all the windows down while choking back waves of nausea. and whoever is responsible for shipping a bottle without a cap, and letting it sit there long enough to get all thick and orange-yellowish until i picked up the box and it cascaded all over me... they will die
cool:
my sister got me a new chair for my room, just like the one she has. i think it's a subtle hint that i need to stop hanging out in her room all the time, but it's a wicked sweet gift nonetheless
not cool:
whoever decided to paint the crosswalk lines in downtown westbrook this morning, right during the morning rush. brilliant. way to back up traffic everywhere, fellas.
cool:
i'm going to camp this summer. sayonara to steel toes, goodbye to the good ol' warehouse for at least a couple months, cause i'll be a counselor here. it would be a drastic understatement to say that i'm excited. but, for a lack of better words... i'm excited
not cool:
waking up half an hour before your alarm goes off. not enough time to fall back asleep, really, but not really worth getting up early for anything, either. so you lay there and think about how great sleep is
cool:
the movie criminal. i always love a good scam/heist film, and this one was sweet. one of those great endings that leaves you scratching your head at first, then a long slow "oooohhhhhh.....,"
and then nodding your head and grinning in admiration
the end
posted by Patrick @ 9:30 PM
1 Comments:
Congrats on being counselor at a cool sounding camp with a corny sounding name. This must mean that you are a "young adult with an exciting personality who loves young people and loves God". Who'da thunk it?
sbell (the compulsive 'blog commenter who hasn't been to camp in any capacity since 11th grade when I broke up with Billy Nieport because there were cuter guys at camp. I was SO deep back then!)
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