today I didn't drown, but did eat very suspicious cream cheese. (all I wanted was a cucumber sandwhich)
I mod-podged my stage makeup poster and pried myself out of bed wonderful bed to go to the gym.

in english we watched a video on regional dialects, I was the only one who knew what Schnickelfritz meant. what are the odds, considering that's 50% of my pennsylvanian dutch. rod urged me to write my paper on grandmom Weider, so I called mom and she spelled out words like schusslich weinerschnitzel and hasenpfeffer. now I can't pronounce my w's.

liv updated. whoa did she. I'll have to set aside a quiet afternoon to charge my laptop and read it.

birk- I'm glad you finally got your lip balm. shame about the shallow grave.

tomorrow's for tank tops and blazers and italian wedding soup. I may straighten my hair. things left to do tonight: write speech. history packet. laundry. art thing.




there will probably Ouija board in there somewhere

(Ouija has two words in it that mean yes. Oui. Ja. Yesyes board. strange)

ash @ 7:54 PM