Hello. I need to write 800 words right now. And I still have nothing exciting to say. I'm currently sitting and preparing to watch UFC with the bros. And I have missed this. Also, it's nice to not be at a restaurant. Very nice indeed. I appreciate these people. I appreciate the ability to speak of idiocy and make fun of Joe Rogan and play cards. I am excited for the night.
Today has been busy. Thinking back it just seems so long... I ran 20 today! It took me a little longer than 3 hours. Very exciting. I was in Mankato and woke up to run at 550 (brilliant idea, by the way, as running in the day sucks). It was great cause I was super nervous since I'm really behind on training but at 10 miles I was feeling really really great. It wasn't until my tracker stopped at 16 that I struggled..anyway. I finished. I saw a dead racoon and a costume store and got a little lost. And I made it halfway up the Bethany steps at the very end....so rough. I'm so tired right now though. My legs are dead. My chest is sore. And my butt kills. Here's hopin I'll be good to go tomorrow:) That's so much more than anyone needs to know of my running....but again, I need 800 words.
Anyway. I was in Mankato. So I did a little more hanging out the the girls. (Last night was good, by the way. Quality nerf gunning with Josh and good times catching up with the girls..) I like being at college while not being at college. No responsibility is nice. But I want to learn again. So torn so torn.
Ooookay. So I got home. And I went to visit Michael who just had surgery yesterday. So painful. We watched LOST. And I fell asleep.
I got to see Kristen today! I went to Excelsior and we went to a walking play the the Arb. Hil-arious. Loved it. So much sweat and sing-yodeling and mother naturing and just loving everything. Best idea ever.
So I haven't really been home yet. And I'm really really really tired. And I told Lauren I couldn't go to a midnight movie with her tonight and she is rather angry. Oh well.
This is the most boring thing ever read by man. Or myself. So many apologies.
Whaat else can I speak of. I have a lovely bunch of coconuts diddly diddly. There they are a standing in a row. Zoom zoom zoom. Yah zoom zoom zoom zoom.
I'm back from camp. Someday I'll talk about it. Someday soon hopefully. But I've been home for a week. I do like being home kinda.I basically just slept the first day back. 24 hours of sleeping is great. And I've seen people and I haven't been bored yet. I'm just about ready to go back.
I really don't like the state fair. It's pretty lame. Lots of food and spending money and walking and all that stuff. I like getting my apple and going through the buildings. But...meh.
I played Mario Kart this week. It was a little embarrassing how much skill I've lost. So frustrating. But funny. Luigi is the way to go. Toad is to fast and Peach is lame. Have you ever gotten 4th? It's depressing. The award ceremony is ridiculous.
Once upon a time there was a candle stick. Jack did not jump over it. The little UFC men watch over us with loving eyes. Creepy. Double hotdogs sound nasty. Too much dog for the hot...what?
I'm so sorry for wasting yours and my time. I don't want to do this through December. But I will. Cause I must win.
Concussions are weird. I thought they pretty much go away in a couple days. Apparently it's a lot longer. Scary. No thank you.
I need to go to the doctor. Or get knee brace.
Kitchens that are not logically organized are okay. Don't worry about it. Worse could happen.
I think if I put that much vaseline on my face I would break out by the end of a fight. But that probably wouldn't be my face's biggest problem at the end of the night. I think I'd be a pretty great fighter. I mean, I can't really punch. I'm not very strong. But I'd find a way.
This is not cheap. I'm following all the rules. Holla.
Paul: I do not want to talk at you. Zack is (bad word). Kory is (bad word). Backspace. Space space space. I have to keep talking. Do I really have to do this? Ryan tell Kelsey a story.
Ryan: Remember that one time back in the day when we lived at our old house. And we duct taped our babysitter to a tree. Well. I didn't. But Jeff did. And you got motor oil poured on your head....
Aaaand he's done. That was uneventful.
Dear bro,
Hi. Missed you this summer. I'm glad yours was good. And that you got healed and had adventures and all that stuff. I'm glad you're cooking right now. And that you still talk at me. Cause it's nice to listen to you talk. And think about your different opinions and yoda-sagely thoughts. I'm sorry you don't like camps...or what they do..or whatever. I do though. But I like home too. And I'm sorry if I seem like a brat sometimes. I don't mean to. And I'm working on that. And I'm babbling now. But yeah. You're still going down. Peace. Love. And scrabble. Soon.
La la la. Good times here in this chair. Sippin three monsters. Not the dragon kind, mind you. Don't you just love that movie, by the way? I'm glad I now know how to train my dragon. Cause I was nervous.
I'm past my word quota (1001 exactly suckaa). Thanks be to God for patience. Mine and yours. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
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