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Daily Tidbits
Nov. 21st, 2008 10:35 pmToday I tried repeatedly to get my brother to visit Mr Boitz because I wanted him to see how the orchestra was now, but he declined! He had other business to take care of.
SUCH AS GOING TO SEE 007 WITH THE REST OF THE FAMILY. WITHOUT ME.
Except not, you know, because I found this out inadvertently while calling to see whether he was coming. Which resulted in a lot of shouting through a telephone. And an major adjustment of plans for fear I would burn the house down.
Traitors.
In my bitterness, I drove recklessly home with the thought of fetching my bio book so that I could rip it to shreds. After realizing that it was school property and I would be fined, my rational angel told me to take it with me to school instead. Maybe work on my outlines.
BLASPHEMY.
So, of course, I brought the bio book back to school with me. And worked on my outlines.
There was, however, one other complication. As I prepared to leave, I summoned the dog (to put him in my dad's room, see, so he doesn't get into any food), started to shut the door... and found myself looking into a pair of woebegone puppydog eyes with the most pitiful white lashes you've ever seen.
I ended up taking Rice to school with me. He was duly fawned over by many girls, and mistaken to be a female by many girls and boys alike.
ahahahah.
In other news, Mr Boitz gave me a look today. Not a bad look, not a glare or anything, just a sort of a grimace across the room (I was watching sixth period) as if to say ...ugh. You hear that?
I wanted very badly to laugh, but dared not to.
SUCH AS GOING TO SEE 007 WITH THE REST OF THE FAMILY. WITHOUT ME.
Except not, you know, because I found this out inadvertently while calling to see whether he was coming. Which resulted in a lot of shouting through a telephone. And an major adjustment of plans for fear I would burn the house down.
Traitors.
In my bitterness, I drove recklessly home with the thought of fetching my bio book so that I could rip it to shreds. After realizing that it was school property and I would be fined, my rational angel told me to take it with me to school instead. Maybe work on my outlines.
BLASPHEMY.
So, of course, I brought the bio book back to school with me. And worked on my outlines.
There was, however, one other complication. As I prepared to leave, I summoned the dog (to put him in my dad's room, see, so he doesn't get into any food), started to shut the door... and found myself looking into a pair of woebegone puppydog eyes with the most pitiful white lashes you've ever seen.
I ended up taking Rice to school with me. He was duly fawned over by many girls, and mistaken to be a female by many girls and boys alike.
ahahahah.
In other news, Mr Boitz gave me a look today. Not a bad look, not a glare or anything, just a sort of a grimace across the room (I was watching sixth period) as if to say ...ugh. You hear that?
I wanted very badly to laugh, but dared not to.
