:: blame the extended gestation.... ::

:: Saturday, April 06, 2002 ::

I left the cabinet door unlocked, the kids got a hold of my magnum opus...I didn't mean for anyone to get hurt... Miss Sarah left last week and I haven't had the urge to run get her or even get out of bed...so instead... hey go to the store and buy beer. PBR in a bottle. I didnt know there were such wonderous things in the world, but there is much I don't know. Standing in line I see Lorelai on the cover of some girl mag... so to the embaressment of those around me I did what any self respecting guy would do... I jumped up and down for a good five minutes pleading for my dad to buy it for me. Untill I realized I had come by myself and would have to make the all important 2 dollar question on my own. ANd so I leave the store by 12:20 with my beer...two packs of cookies (I know, the lady at the check-out yelled at me... I believe the exact words were "eweeh cookies and beer?") and a seventeen. pg 44 chic butterfly accessories. pg 94 how to tell mom you had sex. pg 144 Gilmore Girl power (?). I think this is called not studying. I couldn't make these things up if I tried.

:: Jim Nichols 4/06/2002 03:41:00 AM [+] ::
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