Hobo camp! Ho-hobo camp?
Its been a while. For several reasons:
1) I was sad. Its not worth talking about.
2) My computer at work exploded. No more puter for a week.
3) I’m lazy
But I’m back now.
I have been walking to work when the weather is nice lately and its funny how you see things you never saw before because you were too busy driving.
Like 2 cute clothing stores right in my neighborhood that I must check out one of these days.
Or the yard with little tiny flags depicting Bush’s face stuck upside down in every little pile of dog poop.
Or the 13 year old boy and girl chatting in front of their houses.
“I know! Me too! My mom is totally crazy!!”
“Yeah, we like totally have a show for every night of the week. Oh wait. Except Tuesdays. We dont have a favorite show for Tuesday.”
“Uh, what? What about One Tree Hill? Helloo?”
I had a dream last night that I got married in a Starbucks. And they were still making lattes in the background as the minister (this random lady from my church) pronounced us husband and wife. And I wore a black t-shirt over my wedding dress. And I had bed head. And then I looked down and realized I was wearing a jean skirt. And my mom showed up and pretended like she was just there for some coffee and sat in the corner. What’s it mean?