P.S. Be Careful What You Wish For

Yum yum watermelon. Last day of summer, and a spledidly crappy day at that. It's goign to thuderstorm, according to the atmosphere interpretors. Did I just call them that? Meterologists. Yeah. Those.

Thanks to Elizabeth for replying to me. And thanks to Caitlin for that convo. You guys light up my life like a flashlight on a street sign from 50 feet away.

Yesterday I celebrated the last day of summer by picking up Dan and Megan and then driving to Wendy's to fetch for them some dinner. Then we drove to Rory's house and we all ate. Well, that's inaccurate, I didn't eat, but they did. The only thing I ate all day was tuna. But that's later.

Anyway, so after that we got in my nice, clean car and drove around and plotted a bit. Oh, shit. That thing is still in my trunk. Not enough room for someone else ;-). Anyway, so we went to Elizabeth's house, and I ate tuna, and then we went on Kevin's trampoline. That was fun. Then Kevin stopped staring at us from inside, and he came on, too. So there were like six of us on the trampoline. Megan and Dan should not be allowed on trampolines. Ever. Honestly, I think I had an easier time standing up when Danny was viciously attacking me. And Megan was just trying to stand. Also, don't go on a trampoline with either jeans (me) or a short skirt (megan) it doesn't work so hot.

Anyway, so now I'm back to working on David Copperfield, which isn't so bad. As long as there's nothing else I'd rather be doing. And since for some reason I woke up at 8:30 (without an alarm) and since half my friends are back at school, and since the rest are all getting ready to go back, I suppose there really isn't. So back to that to-do list for me.

yo ho
yo ho
a (busy) pirate's life for
~me