i used to be like this:

i was looking through my old emails for one that i sent bethany on her story. i found this and was surprised that i was the one that wrote it.

Tuesday, Jan. 06, 2004 - 8:00 p.m.
a certain bean, not a lean bean, if you know what i mean, would be pleased to note the following: after waiting a total of one hour in the snow with frozen limbs and expecially frozen digits and enduring a cold bus ride home in which said frozen solid extremeties had little chance to thaw, one black eyed suzie unlocked her front door, took off her big fluffy black coat, unraveled her rainbow scarf, kicked off her refrigerator runners, walked straight to her bedroom taking off her wet jeans in the process and directly pulled on a pair of blue fleece pj bottoms that just so happened to have a lovely moose print on them. said black-eyed proceeded to get cozy with her pig hot water bottle and her new swedish ensign on the couch and fell asleep, only to awake warm and toasty once again an hour or so later. when asked suzie said "it's all thanks in part to my moose fleece pants." you heard it here first folks.

a self joycam picture on the bus back when.

Thursday, Oct. 23, 2003 - 2:13 p.m.

things i'm sorry to say are true: 1. wiped my nose with my hand inumerable times during psychology of language class. 2. often hand contents ended up as a jean 'polish'. hey, shaadup. it was desperate times. it called for desperate actions. don't feel good at all. someone with a deep male booming voice said something in class and that person was ME. not working tomorrow because of contamination factor in relation to the babies. will use that time to write my ethics paper. ethically my dear, i don't give a darn.

that's from my old diaryland blog and it was entitled 'jeans polish".