Work in Progress

You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”/...But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Bowling balls and scissorhands

So today was awesome.
I got to do the dessert line at work which is about the easiest job ever. And I loved it.
Then Melissa's dad took me, Melissa, and her sister, Jennifer, bowling.
WHICH WAS AWESOME!
Much better than sitting around doing nothing like I do every Saturday.
It was wierd, though.
I had a fourteen pound ball because it was a violent shade of pink that I loved. It was a little heavy, but I could deal with it. So it was my turn to go, and I sent it sailing down the lane, but when I let go my thumb hurt a little. No big deal, right? Well, when I looked, it was bleeding from *underneath* the nail. Last I checked, bowling balls are very round and not able to cut you. Especailly underneath the nail of all places. My mom thinks maybe it was too much pressure...
Then we got Subway for dinner, then Melissa and Jennifer made some salsa and a bunch of us piled in Melissa's room and watched The Illusionist and Edward Scissorhands. Both amazing movies. I HIGHLY reccomend The Illusionist.
And here I sit now.
Typing this.
And dead tired.
So I'm gonna go to bed.
Goodnight!

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