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My Socks Are on Fire!
Monday, March 08, 2004
 
Stupid people have too much access to technology, case in point:
(taken from a random blog)
Smashing light bulbs is AWESOME. xcept my neighbor is kinda pissed at me now.
note: 3-8-04: my mom found out and is very mad too. yay!


I wish I could say I am just making this stuff up.

In other news I asked Kelsey today. I was planning to anyway, but my overly large mouth managed to make sure of it when I announced to my drama class that I was taking her. Being the person I am, I didn’t take stock of who was actually in the room at the time and realized all-too-late that one of Kelsey’s really good friends was within earshot. I then had to catch her in the hall and ask that she not say anything to Kelsey about it because I was just shooting off my mouth. Of course I’m telling this story just to prolong the amount of time before I reveal how Kelsey responded when I asked her. In all honesty it was very anticlimactic, I just said, “so, you want to go to the prom?” and she said “sure.” Well actually she first said, “you don’t have a date yet?” and then I said, “Well if I did would I be asking you?” and then I followed it up with a poorly phrased compliment, “unless of course I’m just trading up.” and then smiled. Then she said sure. All of this of course took place back stage during a scene where everybody but the two of us was on stage. And of course immediately after I asked, I was required on stage where we proceeded to run through all of my scenes, completely ruining the chance to talk to her about it and stuff. But it did give her an opportunity to go talk to the other stage manager, who just happens to be another good friend of Kelsey, and whose name I have completely forgotten. Of course I think she went and talked to her because the next time I saw her she gave me this kind of weird look. Now I just need to find that letter they mailed to us, that had all of the information about everything, but the tickets, tell faith who she is, and get her “approved” by whoever is in charge. (No I’m not joking about that last part, but I wish I were)

Multiply, multiply
Jesus said to the fishes and the bread, "Multiply."

Thousands all stood hungry waiting on the shore
Afterward they gathered twelve full baskets more
 
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