Sing Softly To Me: August 2006

Im very sad. As in, someone would look at me and feel sorry for me, Im sure.

Im so bored and lonely from sitting in my room all day reading that when one of the Net Tech guys came around tonight looking for my roommate, like they do every night, I actually talked to him. More than just saying, "No, Sequoia's not here." and then returning to my nothing-ness. But he just ran away. So Im left here to feel stupid and ... yes. You know.

I wish I had a USB port. Even more than that, I wish I had pictures to put on here.

wooo!

yay! i'm in!

and to kick of my inness i will steal this picture from Regis.

tell me a story

HUZZAH! I figured out my login name and password so now I can get back onto here, which is good. But my lappy 8100 doesnt have a USB port so that means no pictures. Tear.

For anyone who wanted to know, heres me address:
1005 S. Lincoln Ave.
URH 0382 LAR
Urbana, Il 61801

I think thats it anyways. Send me regalitos and such.

starssss

So between the last pictures and these, Aaron had been gone for two weeks. So I was hanging out with Matt almost everyday. Chip sometimes too. Steve. I saw Becki and Reeeeg and Noah once in there as well. But they were all good times. Wendy's lady throwing food at us. Birthday parties with unbreakable pinatas. Babysitting Cowen with Veggie Tales. Pizza. Walking all over Chicago. Lots of movies. Standing in line for one ride for 2 and a half hours at Six Flags. Almost throwing up and passing out at Matts show. Pickle buckets. That sounds good.

Now presenting, two hours of shopping at Mejer!

Aaron obviously needs a motorized shopping cart. He needs one.

Yay. America.

A very ugly face.

I might be able to remember this horses song... "Im a pretty pony! Clipity clop, clipity clop. Yes Im a pretty pony! Clipity clop, clipity clop. I love to get my hair brushed undreneath the old oak tree. Something something something something... wont you come and play with me." Perfect!