Saturday, March 13, 2010

spring... sprang... yet now there's frozen rain?

hahahaha. oh the title of this post. you make laugh so. (it RHYMES) (i think. i don't know. i'm really tired and though i want to check to see if it actually makes sense and rhymes, i don't think i have the mental capacity. sorry guys.
and to clarify, since i live in upstate new york, spring = any temperature above 50, for any amount of time. sorta? i dunno. i like when you are warm, sir.
mmmkay. so ham jam happened. it was nice. they make me laugh, sirs.
AND JACK HAS A GIRLFRIEND, WHAT THE FUCK?!
oh, what's this?
HANNAH HAS A BOYFRIEND, WHAT THE FUCK?!
speaking of boyfriends, liam might come to church tomorrow??? AAHHHH FREAK OUT!
anyways... speaking of hannah, this past yesterday i found out that she has a WHOLE 'NOTHER ROOM TO HER HOUSE. that i didn't know about. it's like in her basement... they have a bathroom, and we had to set up the room for the german exchange student that was coming, so we walked into that bathroom, and hannah pulled back a curtain and there was like a whole other bedroom, wwwhhaaaat.
yes, so the german exchange student, came here. from germany. his name is daniel. he's pretty cool. the first thing we did was go out to eat, and, of course, wanting to show him america's fine cuisine, we brought him to a place called mike's new york diner. oh my... not that i have a problem with mike's new york diner. i had pancakes. they were delicious. but i was just thinking from daniels perspective... the plates were huge. each of my pancakes was the size of a frisbee, i had three. he said that everything in america is giant - the cars, the roads, the people... *sigh* alright...
so i think i'm done.
oh wait, liam and i decided that we're going to live in a haunted cardboard box, on top of a plastic box, in which we shall sell gloves. and to appease my mother, we're going to live in these aforementioned boxes in my room. liam will have his own special door to my house, aka, climbing in through the window so my mother won't know he's here. don't you love this kid?

2 comments:

Alice said...

Antoine said something similar too,but I'm sure by the end of the visit he will get an acurate picture of New York. Oyvey, I do not envy him, I hate listening to the Pishers yell at eachother, that must be fun for him

Kamingledore said...

I knew about this room! I have even slept there on occasion. *I don't stalk you, Hannah...*