Okay, um. Right. This whole thing still feels a bit like a new toy, so it's getting really hard to put down. Beyond that, summer vacation has started. "Go outside, you freak," you might say, but then I could also point out that you are obviously not outside (and thus a filthy, lying Communist. I mean hyppocrite. I got nothing against Communists. Even if they are stinking pinko bastards), as you are currently on the computer, telling me to go outside. Or, even worse, you are using a computer outside. I just feel that, now that school has formally let out, I have nothing to do. I have already reached my weekly quota for running (10 miles) in two days, so I really don't want to overuse this (plus my legs feel like jell-o). I have nearly finished a 30'-40'ish oil painting (an further 10+ hours) and am kinda worn out on that activity. I finished 1984 (by George Orwell, not Van Halen) again, and the only book in the house that I haven't finished is Crime and Punishment. I might go do that... oh WAIT it's at my DAD'S HOUSE. So I think you can see what I am doing here- I AM BORED OUT OF MY FREAKING MIND. At least work starts on Tuesday- teaching ten year olds how to shoot air rifles and compound bows, in addition to making sure they don't fall off the zipwire. Yeah it will be eventful. I predict that one of the Green Groupers will definitely break something ten minutes in, or that John from Red Group will try to climb the zipwire while no one is around. So, in summary: Bored, Work will be a disaster, and Bored. Hey, I get off at 5. If anyone wants to show up at Padonia after then I can get you in for eight dollars or whatever it is. Just give me a ring.
[PS] I'm thinking of changing the password for this to something that i can't remember. Y'know, to limit my time doing stuff like this.
[PPS] Maybe "bgr3nht4". I could make that work, or rather, not. ;)
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