i swear to god there were tadpoles there

mood: sore
music: 'december 1963' stuck in my head
CPCetc: mmm... squash.

Oh, Senior Concert muzak. How you addle my brain.

There was no school today! This is because Jesus died. While my family was super-thankful for the forgiveness of their sins/his love/his sacrifice/cf., I was just really happy I didn't have school. This, dear children, is why Kiri Palm is going to Hell.

That, and I aided an underclassman into becoming a truant yesterday, all for the sake of Japanese and Bonding Time. And what wondrous Bonding it was! There was teryaki and coffee and wading through creeks and dashing barefoot across grassy mountains to the tune of 'Ow. Goddamnit!' on repeat. That and, 'You're such a pansy!'. Very nice soundtrack. Made you feel the love. The invisible tadpole love!

Yeah, you had to be there.

Dude! Photobucket redecorated! Pretty schmexxy. It's even got the little loading thing that moves and shite. Pretty...pretty hott. Speaking of, it was eighty-some degrees today! Crazy! And yesterday! And the day before that! Nice weather?? What the crap? We don't believe in nice weather! We're from Illinois!

My life has deteriorated to pointless idiums.