language of the feet
11:46:24 - 2000-06-24
"ow," say my feet. "you need new sneakers, the ones you have now SUCK!" i agree with my feet. they are very logical.
mom is in the kitchen talking about foolish people she's met at work. she's been complaining about the job a lot lately because LL Bean is a very odd place. not prepared for anything, it seems. they should have a union in there.
work last night was ok. very boring until the last half hour, when every scarborough citizen decided they wanted to go to oscar g's drive-thru. who was in charge of the drive-thru? yours truly, no doubt. also, i found out that my manager kevin plays "titanic" with his pets in the swimming pool he bought for them. (i shit you not.) he stays in the pool with them "until it gets too hairy." (ew.) wow. he is...different than most. i mean that with respect, of course.
i went to the beach with megan, karie and sarah yesterday. i got to read some of sarah's amazing story again and played frisbee. (sidenote: neither i nor megan know how to throw or catch a frisbee. we discovered this yesterday.) i had fun at the beach. i got sunburned but that is ok, because i am the douche who didn't put any lotion on.
you know, george harrison wasn't given enough credit for his compositional talents when he was a Beatle. he wrote "here comes the sun" and every other song he's written, i love also. they are creative. i think he was just a little ahead of his time as far as style went. he would definitely be idolized if he made music like that today. but maybe he has. i am going to check out his solo albums, i'm very curious.
creed's coming on august 23rd, i want to go. tix went on sale yesterday, i think. i gotta bolt it to filene's and get one.
jason came home a few minutes ago. he's in a very pissy mood. poo to you, jason. go eat a pop tart and stop freaking at everyone in that shrill voice of yours, it is very annoying.
okay, i'm off(c: