Once again, I am very sleepy but somehow cannot fall asleep. Blast this madness! All I want is a good night's sleep! I went swimming today, and something about going swimming makes me sleepy, so I was ready to fall asleep all day. Now when I want to fall asleep, I'm wide awake. Isn't that great.
My stomach got a little tan at the pool today, but my belly button's still white. I laughed when I noticed it.
Everybody should call Rachel's cellphone and listen to her new voicemail message! You can hear the musical stylings of Josh and me. We made it yesterday, Josh is playing guitar and singing, and I'm playing harmonica. We put a lot of thought, effort, and practice into that song. It's such a complicated melody, perhaps even too good for a voicemail message. We should look into recording it and releasing it as a radio single. Yep, you should definitely call Rachel's cell and listen to it. It shouldn't be hard to get her voicemail because she never answers her phone, it's never turned on, or the batteries are always dead. You should also call Josh's cell because we made a voicemail message for his too, and Rachel contributes to the singing on his. Maybe we could make a career out of playing songs on voicmail recordings. I bet people would pay a lot for our raw talent.
A couple days ago this kid came to our house trying to sell magazines. My mom answered the door and tried to turn him away nicely, but he would not stop talking so it took some firm resistance and eventually she got rid of him. Then the next day I was home alone and watching some oldschool SNL upstairs when I heard the doorbell ring. I really didn't want to answer it, because I have two dogs that are insane and bark a lot whenever someone comes to the door and I have to get them out of the room before I can answer the door, otherwise one will try to escape and the other will jump on you. It's a big ordeal, I'd rather not answer the door than deal with it. So I looked out my bedroom window, because from there I can see if there are any cars in our driveway, and if I saw a car of someone I knew then I would answer the door. I didn't see any cars, so I just ignored it and waited for the person to walk away. I saw the person walk down our driveway, and it was some kid I didn't recognize.
Good story, eh? I jest, there's still a little more to go.
A couple hours later, Amberly came home from wherever she was and we were just bumming around when the doorbell rang twice. We assumed it was our mom and she had her arms full with groceries or what not and didn't want to get her key out. So we got the dogs out of the way and I opened the door. It was the same kid who was at our house earlier who I ignored. He was saying something along the lines of he was one of my neighbors and he could win a vacation to Cancun if he got people to buy magazines from him, and he was saying some other crap to try to sweet talk me into buying them. I wasn't feeling it. He looked like he was my age or a little older, so I hoped he already developed the skills where he could read people and see if he was getting a positive reaction or denied. Then I could nicely say no and he would understand and go away.
"Sorry, I don't read magazines," I said at the end of his shpiel.
"Oh come on, not even to help this?"
Dude, I don't care whether or not you go to Cancun. It doesn't affect me at all, except I would be left with some wasted subscription to a retarded magazine that I never wanted in the first place. "I would, but I don't have any money."
"You can write a check."
"I don't have a checking account."
So he started asking me if Amberly would buy any magazines (he must have seen her when she was taking the dogs into the other room). I told him she didn't have a checking account either, but he was being persistant and told me to call her into the room.
"Amberly," I'm sure I sounded pretty monotone and unenthusiastic, "come here. This kid wants you to buy some magazines."
"NO! I'm not buying any magazines!"
"I'm sorry." Smile, shut the door.
Why are people so persistant when it's obvious they're getting shut down? And why did he come back to our house? Our house is the worst house to try to sell stuff at because we never buy anything. Ever. Stop coming here kids.
Hours later Amberly and I went to Target and I bought some candy among other things. On the way home, we saw that same kid still walking around our neighborhood. Our windows were rolled up so there's no way he could have heard us, and when we drove past him Amberly yelled out, "Get a real job kid!" We laughed, especially when I said, "Nevermind that we're both unemployed......and I just spent my hard earned babysitting money on candy!" Amberly said another funny thing after that, but I forget what it was. Boy did we laugh. Maybe you just had to be there. We were dying though.
Good times. Don't leave me Amberly! College can wait!
Tel abambos has a mullet!!!!!!!!!
Thus ends a fun day, finished off by people-watching in baggage claim at the airport.
I sleep now.