Becca.
I'm sitting right beside you in Kofenya. Yay for being reunited! Yay for Kofenya! I am also typing of your computer. Yay Mini! I am joyful today. I am glad to be here.
I think we should probably give a shout out to our most (only) loyal reader: Rachael Carr. Rachael Marie Carr. We lived with her last year. We've known her for four years.... supposedly. We were with her about an hour ago. That girl. Rachael, we salute you. For being such a good friend, for providing us (me) with coffee, and for responding to my early morning texts. And for not leaving us even though we creep you out. We're also very proud of you for becoming such a creeper yourself. Well done.
Laaaaa. I don't have much to say. Except that twinkies are more similar in composition to petroleum than any of the four food groups. And Fidel Castro once attempted professional baseball. And I heard some old man blame a bad baseball call on the Mormons. And you look pretty today. And I google compared the Vanessa Hudgens pout with the MK&A infamous pouts. And I tried to decide which twin of MK&A was my favorite by doing an intense analysis of their handwriting. And high fashion models scare me. And my toes are cold. And Wil is working here and it makes me laugh. He's such a whipper snapper. And sometimes when I recall incidents in my mind, I find myself reenacting them without even noticing, like talking out loud and making the facial expressions, and while I was driving I was thinking about something about which I cannot speak on this public forum, and I made the facial expression that was my reaction, and it was HORRIFIED, and after a few seconds I realized that the poor souls who had driven past me in the other direction were probably either confused and/or worried that I was about to die or something. Then I laughed for a good 20 mins. I don't think I explained that very well. I don't care.
I really hate the word frisky.
Love,
Beeeeeeecca :;) -- 4 eyes because i wear glasses.
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