My Life
Most people seem to have interesting things to write in online journals. I always thought my life was kind of interesting, but when I try to think of fun things to put here, I get a headache… I suppose I should just continue to write about the day. Same old thing in the morning. I spent it on the internet doing various things. Raviolli for lunch. I can’t go a day without having at least one Italian meal…It isn’t just the Italian blood…It is that Italian food is better—It kicks ass! Swam and kayacked shortly after lunch. The “TAH-MAH-TOES” arrived at the beach shortly after I did. I bet you couldn’t find a stupider group of people. I tried some of that fresca stuff. I never knew anything with 0 calories could be better than shit. Infact, It was pretty good. I engaged in a game of Badminton with my brother and beat him, as usual. The fun part came when I got home. I finally began packing for yawgoog. I can be sooo meticulous about some things. All of the small things have to go in their own section foe the trunk and they must be duct-taped to the sides, as well as separated from the larger stuff by a duct tape divider. I finally realized the flaw I had in my packing all of these years. The second thing everyone does when they arrive on Sunday night is get their sleeping bags out. I have always packed my sleeping bag on the bottom, with my folded clothes on top…I finally realized the error in that. (took me long enough) The trunk is all messed up before Monday morning anyway… I am all that is and will be…Until Next time I get bored.