Toby and some friends are at a Norma Jean concert right now. Cribbet's there too. I am chartreuse with envy.
Last night I joined some friends at a Weenie Roast at Melody's church. Ah, how I love hotdogs cooked on the fire. Sadly, I gorged myself on junkfood earlier in the day so I was too full to eat any said hotdogs. I had some water though. There was something Melody wanted to show me at the bottom of the fire and she wanted me to take a close look, so I did and she pushed me in and gave me severe burns. Just jupin, I actually outwitted her and pushed her into the fire instead. I showed her. Fear not, I'm joking again. The real story: I politely declined and opted to play Shannon's harmonica. How could I have gone to a fire and forgotten my harmonica? Silly Allison, Trix are for kids.
After the Roast and some deliberating on what to do, we decided to kidnap Dan and watch a movie at Noel's house. So we did. We watched Orange County, I hadn't seen it before and I laughed so hard I thought I'd make a mess in my pants. It was hilarious...now I'm remembering certain parts in the movie and laughing outloud as I write this.
Then I came home and went straight to sleep and woke up at 11:30 this morning. Mmmm...ten hours of sleep, it was blissfull. I had Lucky Charms for breakfast (of course I ate the cereal pieces first and the marshmallows last, but this time instead of eating the marshmallows by category I just devoured them without separation). I really should be reading Crime and Punishment or Catch 22 or filling out college applications right now instead of writing meaningless drivel in here.
Off I go.