Saturday, September 21, 2002
Printer ink, o printer ink. How I adore thee.
Today la famille went out for dinner (Cilantro). There was a family sitting behind us. The old guy and a woman were having a conversation.
The old guy asked "Who's the most famous soccer player in the world?"
"Pélé," the woman said.
There was also a small child (10? perhaps). The small child apparently played soccer.
"Honey, why don't you tell grandpa what your favorite position is?" the mother said.
"I like right foward."
"You don't like left foward?"
"I like right better, but I am better at left."
The child thought about it. "No."
Other families are weird, but they sure are fun to listen to.
My throat itches.
Well, I spent today downloading and printing out college applications. Whoop de doo. Fun times. I hate college already.
Last night me, Jess, Steph and Liz went to the mall/batting cages/driving range. It was very fun. I got to hit a bucket of balls (hee hee hee). We were going to do something else but the times ended up being rather awkward. But a good time was had in any event.
Not sure if I posted the address for this site already... well, here you go, just in case I didn't. It is 0format. The essays on it are incredibly amusing to read, if you like reading funny things online that don't necessarily make a lot of sense. If you got a kick out of Death to the Extremist you'll probably find these worth your while.
Alors.... don't much feel like saying anything more.