Cows.
I wonder why the term "cow" is such a derogatory insult?
I mean, cows are just doing what they're meant to be doing. We have no business in judging them.
If it's because they are rather large, well, if they were skinny then they'd die.
That sounds counterproductive to me.
Isabella hates it when I rant like this.
Eh, she can go screw a goat.
Actually, no, I like goats.
When we saw those goats at that abandoned farm, I really wanted to take home the little cute ones.
Trespassing, eh?
Not only were we trespassing, we kinda out some of their food.
My friend started drinking the alcoholic cider.
That shit tasted baaad.
I don't much care for alcohol, when I think about it.
It makes me gag.
It's liquid doom, I tell you.
Dooooooom...
When I say "doom" in my head, it's usually in a weird voice.
Much like the voice I use when I'm trying to pressure my friends into doing something.
"Dooooooo it... Peeeer pressuuuure..."
They usually end up doing what I say...
Wait, do they?
No, not really.
I really liked that old typewriter I saw at the abandoned farm.
I'd like to take a few photos here and there.
Photography is pretty rad.
Apparently I have to take 'artistic' shots at the Wharf to Waves.
Wow, fun.
There's nothing I like more than taking photos of people swimming.
Although, this gives me an excuse to take shots of attractive males around my age.
No more lurking in the shadows for me!
Apparently I am meant to wear a tag and everything :/
"Official Photographer".
How embarrassing.
My Mum can also be embarrassing.
There are times that we'd be driving along and she'd start dancing (while driving) to the song on the radio.
Usually when there are some of my friends in the car.
I wonder how long this thing has gone for...
Are you still reading this?!
If you are... then that might be a little sad.
Do you just sit around and read this kind of crap?
This is quality crap.
It is, although, somewhat therapeutic.
Well, if I am bagging you out, faithful reader, for reading this...
... then that is the height of hypocrisy!
I'm the one writing this thing!
Though I do like writing.
English is one of my favoured subjects...
But Adriane stole my award!
What a bitch.
Naaah, Adriane's cool.
I'm just going to have to burn her ass next time.
And then people will RECOGNISE!
Ahahahaa Scrubs.
I'm about to do a marathon of Scrubs, actually.
With Isabella.
She's probably waiting for me to stop this now.
I don't like the look of her...
Her snide remarks and sniggers indicate a real smartass indeed.
I will not tolerate such insolence!
I quite like that word.
This morning I was ranting about my toast being insolent.
That was some really good toast.
Homemade bread and jam?!
Score.
+ 10 cool points.
Hmmm... I wonder where I got that point system from.
Isabella claims it was her, but I know better.
We always argue about who came up with what.
I think neither of us came up with this one, but still.
She totally stole one of my lines!!
"I have awesome shining out of my every orifice."
She just varied it!
"I have awesome oozing out of my every orifice."
Mine is better.
My God, this has gone on for a while.
My sincerest apologies!
Here, take this visual souvenir as a token:
PEDOBEAR!
RUN.
So that was my Chain of Thought today, that's the kinda thing I think about... though possibly a slightly censored version. Everyone's got their secrets, I s'pose.
That's enough from the prodding fetishist now,
Thez x
