Friday: "kill something day." I didn't actively go out of my way to kill something, but I did step on a snail in the morning while I was walking around doing my errands. I didn't go back to check if it was dead, but I'm pretty sure it was. Poor snail. You will live on forever in my heart and between the sole of my shoe.
Saturday: "pretend to be a secret agent day." This was was a cinch. I stayed in HQ most of the time waiting for the boss to send me on a secret mission. I waited and waited for the rendezvous point and around 2:00 pm the boss (my stomach) told me to go on a mission to acquire some, as he put it "delicious snacky yum yums to fill my innards." Yeah... I don't really like how he talks, and being bossed around by a useless bag full of acid is none to pleasant either. Anyway, to appease Mr. Stomago I took a trip to the nearest ethnic food court. They have everything there! I bought a huge sub sandwich (which was good for both lunch AND dinner) for $6 and proceeded home. On my way home I could have sworn I spotted a spy helicopter, but it was just a big bird. Talk about sneaky Russians. With the mission complete the boss was pretty quiet for the rest of the day save the occassional rumbling which was quickly remedied by a few strips of jerked beef.
Sunday: "add a line to the worlds longest poem day." I just did this one RIGHT now. I wasn't given very good material to work off of but my line was "it was a rare razor leaf, it cut deep." Cool, eh?
Tomorrow is "patriotism day" where I get to pick a country to be patriotic for! The choices are as listed: France, United Kingdom, Nigeria, Russia, Moldova or China. Which one should I choose?
Saturday: "pretend to be a secret agent day." This was was a cinch. I stayed in HQ most of the time waiting for the boss to send me on a secret mission. I waited and waited for the rendezvous point and around 2:00 pm the boss (my stomach) told me to go on a mission to acquire some, as he put it "delicious snacky yum yums to fill my innards." Yeah... I don't really like how he talks, and being bossed around by a useless bag full of acid is none to pleasant either. Anyway, to appease Mr. Stomago I took a trip to the nearest ethnic food court. They have everything there! I bought a huge sub sandwich (which was good for both lunch AND dinner) for $6 and proceeded home. On my way home I could have sworn I spotted a spy helicopter, but it was just a big bird. Talk about sneaky Russians. With the mission complete the boss was pretty quiet for the rest of the day save the occassional rumbling which was quickly remedied by a few strips of jerked beef.
Sunday: "add a line to the worlds longest poem day." I just did this one RIGHT now. I wasn't given very good material to work off of but my line was "it was a rare razor leaf, it cut deep." Cool, eh?
Tomorrow is "patriotism day" where I get to pick a country to be patriotic for! The choices are as listed: France, United Kingdom, Nigeria, Russia, Moldova or China. Which one should I choose?


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