why not
all i can really think of is what i should have done when i first saw that my laptop had turned into a pond. i should have taken my water bottle, started pouring the water onto the keyboard, and said,
‘dang, this is like, the never-ending soda! never-ending so-da! ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah….’
as a tribute homestarrunner’s anything.
because at that point, more water couldn’t have made it worse. ah well. and it was such a brilliant, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity as well! and i missed it! this is severely disappointing.
national treasure for madness
last week in lifetime fitness we had a fitness test…yay…so anyway we had to work in pairs, and i randomly got paired with this guy, i think his name was troy..? anyway, we had to start with recording our heights – it was on the same paper – he put his down as 5′4” -
i don’t know what he was thinking, but it was clearly wishful, because he was shorter than me.
so i laughed about that for a while. to myself. mostly. because i didn’t want him to feel bad.
*worst at the best of times//duke special
