Sunday, May 16, 2004
it's tough being a boxhere's an entry i stole off of katherine's xanga (link in nav bar). i couldn't help myself...
Monday, May 10, 2004
I think that someday all my random, spasmodic acts of kindness will finally pay off. There's this guy in my study hall whom I tell the geography homework and what Mrs. McCall does everyday. I figure, someday, if he, or a person ironically similar to him that I have weirdly decided to help in some way, becomes suddenly (and immensely) rich by some 1: 100000000000 odds, then I figure that I can probably call him up someday in the future and be like "Hey, I knew you in highschool and helped you with your geography homework. You never remembered my name, but will you give me 200 K for my goodness at heart?" And of course the guy or whoever would say yes and then I could donate the money to my "Help the Orphaned Infant Elephants" fund. And maybe, since there probably aren't a whole lot of orphaned infant elephants, I could use some of that money to buy myself a Mini Cooper. Then, I'd hit the roads in England and pick up an amazingly hot, but kind hearted and intelligent guy (with a great accent) to take with me to work with the orphaned infant elephants. By then, my archenemy's private assassins would probably have killed the guy who I helped in highschool and gave me the money, but little did they know that now all the money has been bequeathed to me. So, the lesson today is that we all need to count on that 1: 100000000000 odd, and maybe, if you're nice to me I can lend lend you my Mini and you can pick up some hot English gentleman/woman in it.
but i'm livin' it up