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"I wrote you every day for a year!"
Well, my life still hasn't been extremely interesting, but I have done some stuff. I highly doubt that it's anything that anybody would be interested in, but Dooce writes about her bathroom activities, so.... who knows?
Yesterday was my father's birthday. Since my father already spent a lot of money going to New York City TWICE within the last month, we had to do his party ghetto-style. We got him pajama pants from Target, a previewed DVD of Runaway Jury from Blockbuster, a tub of popcorn, Milkduds, Twizlers, a bar of fancy chocolate, and a bag of Cheetos to remind him of the days when he used to save up his money until he had enough to buy a bag of cheese puffs. We also bought him a ghetto-style birthday cake that came in a in foil container and looked more homemade than store bought. It did look cute with candles in it, though.
For dinner, we went to K Gallagher's. I don't think I've ever been there before. On the way there and into the restaurant, my sister was extremely hyper. She kept repeating these lines from a song, the lyrics of which I can not remember. When we got into the restaurant, she actually continued singing and at one point, was so loud that people actually turned to look.
On the way out of the restaurant, my sister started repeating a line from The Notebook over and over again. In a girly southern accent: "Why didn't you write me?" In an exaggeratedly deep southern accent: "I wrote you every day for a year." This continued for maybe ten minutes.
"Why didn't you write me? I wrote you every day for a year. Hahahahha! Why didn't you write me? I wrote you every day for a year. Hahaha! Why didn't you write me? I wrote you every day for a year." Although it was somewhat annoying, I would at times chime in and say the lines along with her.
When we got back from the restaurant, The OC was starting. I really enjoyed the episode, because of the whole Marrissa-Alex thing, the whole Julie-Kirsten thing, the whole rain thing, and the whole Seth and Summer doing the Spiderman upside down kiss thing.
In other news, I think our car is officially dead. Like, we might have to give it a funeral and send it off to car heaven. This morning it wouldn't even make a noise, let a lone start. I was upset, because I was bringing my laptop to school today and I didn't want to wait at the bus stop with it. I was also wearing clogs and those aren't the best things to wear when walking to the bust stop. Especially if there's snow and ice on the ground. I called our neighbors and asked them to pick me up on the way to school.
February 25, 2005 at 01:01 PM
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