Ouch...

I just bit my tongue really hard. It hurt, hence the "ouch."

Well, I don't have a lot to say, other than that the Pants movie is great and I like having new tires. They don't skid in gravel anymore. I tested them.

There's a camel cricked on my ceiling.

Excuse me, I should clarify for Barb, though she'll never read this... a spider cricket. It's only a small one, but I fear it is going to land on my head. Oh well.

I think originally this was going to be a pretty decent post, at least expression-wise, but now it is getting rather random. I enjoy writing with all this proper old english occasionally, like the word "rather."

Someday I'm going to get brave and try to make a whole post in some other language or something. That would be really fun. I've found a lot of spanish blogs. Makes me wonder if some spanish classes in college or something require it. I mean yeah, there's a lot of hispanic people in America, but a lot of them are obviously Americans. Like their pictures are on there, and there's nothing Hispanic about them.

I'm glad to know that I am Justin's second choice. Especially when I come in second to Graham. I mean, that's some tough competition there. I would never have thought I could even be near him on anyone's list.

Hmmm... I'm really out of things to say, but I don't really like to post things till they have some substance. I think I'm gonna have to forget the substance for tonight.

On an open stretch of freeway, underneath the Kansas clouds... sorry...

I got so frustrated at church tonight I quit. Why is it nobody ever understands my point of view on things? I hate the worksheets.

It was 36 months earlier, on the same old lonesome road... sorry again...

Justin keeps saying I am an angry person. He is probably right.

I think I'm done.

Yep, pretty sure I'm done.

If I think of anything good, I'll come back. Bye.