Ramblings of a Mentally Itinerant Teen

go read something else. it'll probly be funnier, happier, and more interesting. Unless it's Job. If you know what that is, you've been to Catholic Sunday School. *wow, i cant even do a description without rambling...*

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Enough of idiots- or at least ones we dont know personally

Yesterday... i went to Bean's Art Store to use the girt certifiate my 'rents gave me for my birthday, a really good choice, it would be amazing they weren't clueless for once, exept that i kinda helped them... Got a sketchpad that wont fold in half and die, charcoal (it really is awesome, i never had any before) a new nib pen and blue ink. yay! Later we went to Tao Bell on our way to see the x-mas lights in LaSalette. great fun... At Tao Bell i was seriously razy, kept laughing on and on and saying weird things, my sister was like, "What ARE you on?" and then in the next breath, "can i have some?" My siblings kept bugging me about their BEEF tacos- i'm a vegetarian- everything was crazy. I really felt weird- does diet pepsi have caffeine? i only had a little anyway. ames made a suicide drink- lots of soft drinks mixed together, it's SOOOO gross. On the way to the lights he was like, "Lights on the left. right. right. left. right- straight ahead! nooooo" as in headlights, if you didnt get it. When we got there it was of course hailing and freezing cold, so the kids just sat in the car and talked about Russian roulette and my drug problems- despite my having been completely drug free for 15 days, thank you very much! Came home, got torn apart by my dad a thousand times for not doing my chores completely, just a normal day... today i got my weekend chores over with by doing them at 9 in the morning- of you want a nice way to scrape your hands open, try cleaning radiators. the little metal thigs inside are seriously harmful... then i saw a picture of Johny actually in pinstripes in the paper, so i had to post one. but that's all the publicity I'M giving him- until baseball season starts, i have no idea what i'm going to do.

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