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i’m going to indiana and illinois this weekend

yet again…a roadtrip has been started on a whim. earlier this week i got an email from beth, a super indiana girl, about her going away party on friday. i thought to myself….i wish i could go…then i relized… i can! after scouting out friends to find a copilot for the trip, we are good to go!

dan and i are leaving tonight….should be in bloomington by noon tomorow…then party friday night…then hit up grossburgers on the way to champaign where we will most likely do nothing but eat and drink until sometime sunday when we will have to jump in the car and book it back to orlando before dan’s 3 o’clock class.

i’m sure these plans will change…but it’s all about the adventure. we are goign to try to do some stupid things like take jumping pictures at each state line. or maybe always wear weird hats for the whole trip. don’t know…we’ll see.

have a goodweekend!

my brother came home last night. he tells me….’look at the back of my car’. i look………somone stole his license plate. i laugh until my eyes water. my mind kicks in and I get really confused. who steals a license plate ? was there significace in the plates numbers that are an inside joke? did the person already steal an identical white VW and they needed a legit plate? (that is until my bro reported it stolen) whoever stole it actually went and completely unscrewed it. they took time, and care i could tell. is this a new teenage thug game? like yer cool shit if you can collect enough licence plates to spell something out on your wall ? i don’t know. i’m confused, yet i laugh about it everytime i think about it.

i’m being the super-bum that i’ve turned into these days.

i currently am:
sitting in a lazy boy
on my laptop
playing poker online
talking to ppl in aim
browsing facebook
petting a cat that’s on my lap
and watching oblongs on tv.

well a few minutes later the cat decides to leave. he moves over to the window sill next to me. he starts to look upwards at the top of the chair. i know what’s he’s thinking…he wants to jump and sit on the top of the chair. this is fine by me…he does it a lot and it seems like a comfortable place to sit. he makes the leap.

(panic-ed skratches)
thud

i belt out a huge laugh fit at 3:30 am.

i know he’s fine…i can tell he’s more embarassed than anything. i tried to pick him up to put him on the chair and he ran away.

you could tell by the sound of the thud that he didn’t land on all fours like science books will tell you.
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unrelated….. huge m+m’s are awesome. you grab the same handful that you have for years, but you get about 3 times the amount of chocolate.

it can be dangerous for cavities and caffine rushes.