Sunday, Sunday, Sunday.

October 16 2005

Oh heck yes, totally made the Greenbox Quote entry!  I feel so honoured. XD


In twenty-three days, I will no longer be able to commit felonies.
Well, I will, but I'll be tried as an adult.  That's not so much fun, from what I hear tell.
So much delinquency to squeeze in, so little time....


Pretty sure I hit "off" instead of "snooze" on my alarm today, resulting in an abrupt awakening at 10:30, the time I was supposed to be on the opposite end of town at the revered Bel Air Baptist Church.  I quite obviously did not bother coming in late (due largely to the fact that I have to cross three time zones), instead groggily breakfasting on a healthy array of fried chicken and biscuits that were brought home.  Arteries, are you clogged yet??


So everyone remembers To Kill a Mockingbird from Freshman year, right??  *Silence*  I though so.  Regardless, in the beginning Scout and her brother are rolling around in a tire, am I right?  Somehow, Caroline and Tori managed to come across this weird, tire-tube-like object.  So we spent over an hour rolling each other around the yard in it, Scout-style.  (With exception of the creepy recluse neighbours.  The fact that fields separate the two has nothing to do with anything.)  This resulted in no small amount of bruises, twists, and grass stains.  I managed to roll into a tree, a house, a youngest sister, and almost a cat who jumped into the nearest tree with large yellow eyes and a threatening bottlebrush tail.  I highly recommend the sport to anyone else who randomly comes upon weird, tire-tube-like objects, because it happens so frequently.  It works especially well if you have a hill on which to begin.  "Are you ready yet?"  "Hang on, I've just got to g-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"  Good times, oh yes, good times.  Then we scrapped the whole weird, tire-tube-like object concept and dogpiled each other.  This resulted in grass cramming both mouth and yoga pants, results of unsportsmanlike behaviour on behalf of the younger two.  :\  They believe they've escaped without restitution for their crimes, but they left their beds unprotected while they go off on a merry trailride.  Short-sheeting?  Why yes, don't mind if I do.... :D


Off to commit evil deeds.

Amy

October 17 2005
I remember the story but I definitely do not remember the tire. Ah well. I guess you can't remember everything!