I love Club Honey Wheat SnackSticks...

Yes, it is true, I have finally found true love. It came in a green cardboard box from a shelf at Wal-Mart. Inside, is the best thing I have ever laid eyes, lips, or tongue on, not insinuating that I've ever laid the last two of those on anything else.

I'm really not sure there is a point to this entry. I'm incredibly bored really. I've been waiting for like an hour now to grant Jo's request, but it is difficult to talk to someone on the computer who is still in the parking lot at the Y. You guys are both gonna get grounded one of these days. I'm gonna laugh.

Of course, had I ever felt the way about someone that they seem to feel about each other, I might be somewhat more understanding, but not a whole lot. Being who I am, I can't really understand the things people do sometimes. I'm not condemning anybody or making fun of them, I'm simply saying that I don't understand. Again, I have never been in the position to understand either.

Okay, enough of that, since it was pointless anyway. I like volleyball a lot. Way more than any person should after taking over a year off. I had convinced myself that I hated it. Not so. I should clarify though, that liking a lot and being good are entirely different things.

My room is like a huge pit from which nothing ever returns. Sorry, it's just starting to depress me that it is so messy, but I no longer have the will to clean it. At one point I did, but I think I wasted all my cleaning energies on a certain trailer. I actually enjoy cleaning for other people, I just don't have the urge to do it for myself. Does that mean I have low self-esteem? I wouldn't be surprised. Oh well.

Well, for the last two weeks, I've been feeling like my time and loyalties were very divided. I now understand why. Now that certain individuals are back in town, I am no longer needed to kill time or be as loyal to others. Now I understand. Previously, and now once again, I had much more time and less adamant loyalties. I get it now.

I'm running out of things to say. My mind is running on empty. The gas light is on. No, it really isn't, I just stopped at Flying J. Before that, however, the gas light was almost on.

"The Longest Yard" is a funny movie. It has quite a bit of language and some ummm, shall we say interesting scenes involving "the girls," but it is all very amusing.

I just looked up to see my salutatorian trophy staring down at me. It's just another way to celebrate my mediocrity. Yay for me.

Contrary to the tone of this post, I am actually in a decent mood. I'm just having introspective thoughts, which could possibly lead to a bad mood, so I should stop. Jo, I'm not mad at you. Reading back I realize that it kinda sounded like it in a couple of spots. I'm not, so rest easy if you ever get out of the parking lot to read this... :)

Well, I think I'm going to be on my way. Tomorrow should be full of fun, with the Y, lunch, Wal-Mart, and the Pants movie... YAY! Oooh, and maybe new tires in there somewhere if I find the time. In the meantime.... so looonnngg, Little Doggies...