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Yesterday I just looked like Axel Rose. Bleh.
Today=Switch day. Oh Holy Lord Help Us.
So, Sarah came to pick me up this morning. I rode with my leg out the window, of course. We went through the McDonald's drive-thru for breakfast and she said, "I'd like a Sausage Biscuit, and my brother Richie here would like a Chicken Biscuit."
Charlotte Ave. was Tarantino Land. They were playing "Son of a Preacher Man" on the radio, everything was in Spanish, and the whole street it kinda junky-trashy.
Not as many people knew who we were as knew last year when we were Vincent and Jules. The German knew who we were and apparently LOVES Tarantino. He said funny stuff today (In Psych we were talking about gas prices at Kroger vs. Stations. He said, "...and they are like, 'Crap. Shit, man. I need Kroger card.'"), but then again this is the guy who uttered the infamous phrase, "In Germany, the Sun is black."
We watched more of Feirce Creatures during lunch and saw more Jack Davenport as an extra. Jack Davenport is teh sex.
7th period I realized I was filling out answer keys for the STATE Latin Convention after having worked on them for about half an hour. I kinda freaked out for a second. For some reason teachers always ask me to help them with big test things, like exams. I kinda wish they wouldn't, I'm so scared I'll screw up.
After school Sarah and Caitlin and I decided to go somewhere with lots of people so we went to Fido. I was crazy and got a triple espresso. It tasted super-bad, but I drank all of it cause Sarah bought it.
They called her "Seth" when the drinks were ready, too. She and Caitlin made up a new song about Matt Damon for our beatbox band Itchy Hickey to perform. We decided our band would have to break up eventually since Caitlin will eventually lose her beatboxing skillz.
Then we took Caitlin to work and Sarah and I stood outside of the Vandy art dept. for a long time and scared students by talking about my damaged hand.
Finally, I came home to work on my NYU app, but first we had to stop at Kroger so I could scare more people. Yay!
( Pictures! )
The end.
P.S. (From Dusk 'Til Dawn kicks ass. So there.)
P.P.S. (Yes, Kevin--I love Matt Damon.)
Today=Switch day. Oh Holy Lord Help Us.
So, Sarah came to pick me up this morning. I rode with my leg out the window, of course. We went through the McDonald's drive-thru for breakfast and she said, "I'd like a Sausage Biscuit, and my brother Richie here would like a Chicken Biscuit."
Charlotte Ave. was Tarantino Land. They were playing "Son of a Preacher Man" on the radio, everything was in Spanish, and the whole street it kinda junky-trashy.
Not as many people knew who we were as knew last year when we were Vincent and Jules. The German knew who we were and apparently LOVES Tarantino. He said funny stuff today (In Psych we were talking about gas prices at Kroger vs. Stations. He said, "...and they are like, 'Crap. Shit, man. I need Kroger card.'"), but then again this is the guy who uttered the infamous phrase, "In Germany, the Sun is black."
We watched more of Feirce Creatures during lunch and saw more Jack Davenport as an extra. Jack Davenport is teh sex.
7th period I realized I was filling out answer keys for the STATE Latin Convention after having worked on them for about half an hour. I kinda freaked out for a second. For some reason teachers always ask me to help them with big test things, like exams. I kinda wish they wouldn't, I'm so scared I'll screw up.
After school Sarah and Caitlin and I decided to go somewhere with lots of people so we went to Fido. I was crazy and got a triple espresso. It tasted super-bad, but I drank all of it cause Sarah bought it.
They called her "Seth" when the drinks were ready, too. She and Caitlin made up a new song about Matt Damon for our beatbox band Itchy Hickey to perform. We decided our band would have to break up eventually since Caitlin will eventually lose her beatboxing skillz.
Then we took Caitlin to work and Sarah and I stood outside of the Vandy art dept. for a long time and scared students by talking about my damaged hand.
Finally, I came home to work on my NYU app, but first we had to stop at Kroger so I could scare more people. Yay!
( Pictures! )
The end.
P.S. (From Dusk 'Til Dawn kicks ass. So there.)
P.P.S. (Yes, Kevin--I love Matt Damon.)
