Because I miss seeing my words in pretty yellow Georgia
The week's been good, dammit.
Last Sunday, I spent the whole night awake and yatterin' to meself, mainly for KI.
Inspired and wide-eyed until about mid-day, I didn't ace the presentation, but at least the Leonger thought it was goodenough. Mid-day was when I zonked out in school. Gave up on Math, and snuck off to the benches for a ninety minute nap. The 'mates thought I fell asleep on the toilet.
Tuesday, a blur of lazing about, cursing the Gorilla, and calling the poor hospitalized K.
Wednesday was Ozymandias, CIP heaven spent talking and playing catchin' with the kids.
Joke of the week when being caught by Arvin the policeman in Police and Thief:
"Excuse me, ma'am. You were speeding along the highway. I have to write you a speeding ticket."
HAAAAA. And I wasn't even running that fast.
Also, David, upon drawing a phallic-shaped object on my hand and copying it onto Yix's:
"Poonana!"
Thus, the erm. Poonana Pals.
Also. ..."Hello, my name is Gurphal--Gurphal Mugarashibanthijerosoondrajawdatialipravingurismailnathan.", "Luke Skywalker, Muthusami Ravindran, my mother Octavia, my son Oedipus, and Mrs Oedipus Gwee akka Anjax-pseudo-fabuloso." ;) The class is a buncha kizool fools.
Special mention to the night on the (printing) town with Bob.
It's sheer tragedy (that word!) that I can't remember what else I've been laughing at/with this past week.
Maybe it's the freedom. Or the settling of things, or the weather. Or the constant company. Whatever it is..
"I'm so fulla love!"
"...You're so fulla something."
Last Sunday, I spent the whole night awake and yatterin' to meself, mainly for KI.
Inspired and wide-eyed until about mid-day, I didn't ace the presentation, but at least the Leonger thought it was goodenough. Mid-day was when I zonked out in school. Gave up on Math, and snuck off to the benches for a ninety minute nap. The 'mates thought I fell asleep on the toilet.
Tuesday, a blur of lazing about, cursing the Gorilla, and calling the poor hospitalized K.
Wednesday was Ozymandias, CIP heaven spent talking and playing catchin' with the kids.
Joke of the week when being caught by Arvin the policeman in Police and Thief:
"Excuse me, ma'am. You were speeding along the highway. I have to write you a speeding ticket."
HAAAAA. And I wasn't even running that fast.
Also, David, upon drawing a phallic-shaped object on my hand and copying it onto Yix's:
"Poonana!"
Thus, the erm. Poonana Pals.
Also. ..."Hello, my name is Gurphal--Gurphal Mugarashibanthijerosoondrajawdatialipravingurismailnathan.", "Luke Skywalker, Muthusami Ravindran, my mother Octavia, my son Oedipus, and Mrs Oedipus Gwee akka Anjax-pseudo-fabuloso." ;) The class is a buncha kizool fools.
Special mention to the night on the (printing) town with Bob.
It's sheer tragedy (that word!) that I can't remember what else I've been laughing at/with this past week.
Maybe it's the freedom. Or the settling of things, or the weather. Or the constant company. Whatever it is..
"I'm so fulla love!"
"...You're so fulla something."