Don't Talk... Listen!!!

Monday, March 06, 2006

Killing time...

Okay, so I have no idea what this is going to be about, but I have exactly 13 minutes to kill. And I will probably stretch that to 18, since it won't take me 10 minutes to walk like, 50 yards. I just used a lot of numbers in that sentence.

Daisy let it go. My cousin just asked me to go to Florida with the Koinonia group over spring break... wonder if I could take up an offering... sorry. Somebody slap me.

But really, I'm thinking that it might not be a bad trip to go on. Apparently my dad had told Jesse, (above mentioned cousin), that I had mentioned it... I didn't even know about it. My dad doesn't have a clue. But anyway, I'm assuming it's a mission trip, because I remember hearing about it a few years ago. It might be an okay trip, and it would be the first actual "mission" trip I've been on in like 5 years. I don't know... it's something to consider. He said he'd bring me the info Wednesday.

Hmm... I still have lots of time left. I just turned in "Harry the Dirty Dog," which I located the other day using only non-verbal communication. Fun stuff. If Holly hadn't been in the library there's a good chance I would have just given up.

"Do NOT remove box from this location." Senseless sign, if you ask me. If I moved it to another location, it would simply mean not to move it from that location.

So, I wonder if my printer is going to work today. It died yesterday, because I sent a document, and before it started printing the power flashed off and back on, and the document was in cheque for the rest of the day, even after I'd turned everything off and back on. It was in the process of "Deleting" for like 8 hours, and would, of course, not print anything else until if was finished with that. Sometimes I despise modern technology.

It would stink to be a really tall person using these computers, cuz it would make the person next to you feel like you were staring at their screen the whole time. Maybe it would stink more to be next to the tall person. I don't know. I just know that I keep looking over the edge searching for inspiration to keep this post going, and people are starting to look at me funny. Wait, they did that anyway.

Hmm... I think I'm officially out of inspiration. Oh well, it's almost time to go. Bye bye.

Haha, this guy behind me just described someone as having "the emotional depth of a grapefruit." Awesome :)

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home