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Jul. 12th, 2004 01:06 amDo you know what I did today?
I watched four whole episodes of Farscape. I watched through My Three Chrichtons before I realized I should actually get up and do something with my life. (But eeee, the funny! Out of Their Minds was high-larious!)
But then I just sat around on my computer instead of my bed.
Around 7pm, I couldn't take it anymore and I had to get out of my room, so I drove to Gettysburg for no other reason than that I could. I didn't get out of the car, though, cause that town gives me the creeps and I really didn't like being there by myself. So I just kind of drove on through, stopped at the 7-11 right outside of town and got a grape slurpee.
There was a low mist hanging over the battlefields as I drove by. Incredibly eerie. I should write a story set in Gettysburg.
I don't have to babysit this whole week, though, so yay. No chasing after a spoiled four-year-old boy who hits me. Stupid boys. And I'm possibly/probably going to the beach this weekend. I looooooove the beach. I promise you I will live by the ocean someday. I don't know which one or how warm it will be. But there will be salt air and sand in between my toes. Oh yes.
(Speaking of, Chris have you thought about it anymore? I know you wanted to go to the club that weekend, but the reason that's a good beach weekend is because I don't have to work Friday night, so I don't have to go through the hassle of letting the people know a couple weeks in advance to take off, or of them having to find another sitter on short notice. Also, no one will be at Rac's grandparents' place except for her grandmother, which apparently is a once-in-a-summer event, usually there are tons of cousins and aunts and uncles there. Let me know, yesh?)
Hopefully tomorrow will be a bit more productive. What with all the envelope stuffing and all. ;) My roommate is talking in her sleep. I'm probably gonna wake her up with all the clacking, so I should stop. And go to bed.
I watched four whole episodes of Farscape. I watched through My Three Chrichtons before I realized I should actually get up and do something with my life. (But eeee, the funny! Out of Their Minds was high-larious!)
But then I just sat around on my computer instead of my bed.
Around 7pm, I couldn't take it anymore and I had to get out of my room, so I drove to Gettysburg for no other reason than that I could. I didn't get out of the car, though, cause that town gives me the creeps and I really didn't like being there by myself. So I just kind of drove on through, stopped at the 7-11 right outside of town and got a grape slurpee.
There was a low mist hanging over the battlefields as I drove by. Incredibly eerie. I should write a story set in Gettysburg.
I don't have to babysit this whole week, though, so yay. No chasing after a spoiled four-year-old boy who hits me. Stupid boys. And I'm possibly/probably going to the beach this weekend. I looooooove the beach. I promise you I will live by the ocean someday. I don't know which one or how warm it will be. But there will be salt air and sand in between my toes. Oh yes.
(Speaking of, Chris have you thought about it anymore? I know you wanted to go to the club that weekend, but the reason that's a good beach weekend is because I don't have to work Friday night, so I don't have to go through the hassle of letting the people know a couple weeks in advance to take off, or of them having to find another sitter on short notice. Also, no one will be at Rac's grandparents' place except for her grandmother, which apparently is a once-in-a-summer event, usually there are tons of cousins and aunts and uncles there. Let me know, yesh?)
Hopefully tomorrow will be a bit more productive. What with all the envelope stuffing and all. ;) My roommate is talking in her sleep. I'm probably gonna wake her up with all the clacking, so I should stop. And go to bed.
