Brick Painting... so very very interesting.

Ok, brick painting really wasn't that fun at all (especially since that one chick kept talking and I just wanted to shove said brick down her throat), but it was either titling this post "Brick Painting" or "Doing Nothing, and Enjoying It."

Ok, that second title might've been better, but you know what? Oh well.

The last few days have been pretty fun. I put off doing anything of consequence and just kicked back. Quite unlike what I usually do, of course :-p Yesterday I spent bumming around Medford with Kyle's family (clarification: I was bumming; they actually had things to do), and had a pretty good time. His littlest sister is hilarious! We were racing eachother from one place to another, and trading stories about Kyle, and whatknot. I miss my sister. Well, sisters, to be precise. But I was thinking of the youngest.

I should be writing a summary and a critical response, but am I? No. They're not due until Tuesday. Mwahahaha... I'm such a terrible person.

Alright, I'm going to go take a shower... PLEASE hold your applause, I can hear it from here... Yes, alright, you can send me a thank-you note. Box 68. Cheers!

"dammit, woman, you make my penis turn into houdini!"