I don’t want to eat something that has red hangy things on its beak. Those freak me out.

You know what would make me feel better? If I could find someone else who accomplished little or nothing over Thanksgiving break and yet still had little or no fun.

I had great intentions. Really great ones. However, I figured that with my luck, if I accomplished something I would then delete it forever from my hard drive and it would be very much like I had never done it at all. So why not just stare at the wall for hours? Or rather, the television when nothing good is on. They’re sort of similar experiences.

In other news, I still don’t like Thanksgiving and other things related to it. Like turkey. I’m not a turkey fan. It’s ok, but it doesn’t do much for me. I also don’t like answering numerous questions about my absent sister, as if I were the keeper of information on her. Haven’t people learned that most of the time when they ask me questions, I just make things up? Ashley, I practically had you married off to some rich Greek guy by the time the day was through. Don’t wanna be the last one married off. Is this a contest or something? Feels like a race. And I think some people are cheating. And for once, it’s not me. Nowadays I’m more into petty theft. However, if people are aware of said theft, it’s more like an implied gift. Lord knows it’s not as if I’m good at stealth.

One Response to “I don’t want to eat something that has red hangy things on its beak. Those freak me out.”

  1. where were you at? and i could go for a Greek guy. they have cool last names….

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