some lights seem eternal
in this springtime of hope

have sharpie, will travel

September 13, 2004
Today I checked my mail in the office to discover a strange package. It was a magazine wrapped in black plastic � something that should have clued me into what was going on in the world. If a magazine comes wrapped in black plastic it is probably not J Crew�s Fall Catalog and you should either throw it out or wait until you get home to open it. I am just saying the contents could be pornography and I could be very angry at the person who thought that it was funny to send smut to a school.

In other news, I was nearly arrested or ticketed at the beach this afternoon in the men�s shower room. No, it was not that exciting. I was correcting the spelling and grammar of people�s graffiti, as well as some of the flawed logic. It is my luck to be defacing state property with a sharpie when the Super Troopers are on �Hump Duty.� What an awful job to have. I had to do that as a camp counselor and it really is terrible to be making sure no one is having sex in places they are not supposed to be. However, ending sentences in prepositions, use of negation, and misuse of homonyms really bothers me and I had to do something about it. When the Super Troopers realized what I was actually up to, they found it amusing enough just to ask me to not do it again.

Only 166 days left of school.

One of my friends here in Connecticut is moving. I hate them.

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