Summer. Good times. That old summer sun, a glass of Kool-Aid. Ah, yes nothing like the summer. It’s great… Oh my God, I am so freakin’ bored!
Speaking of Kool-Aid, I was delighted the other day when I was sitting on the bed of my room and none other than that red Kool-Aid pitcher busted through my East wall and said, “Oh, yeah!” He then served all the kids around a glass of tasty, frothy Kool-Aid (the red flavor). It was weird, but delicious. What a nice guy that pitcher is.
Recently I was tricked into taking a monster ten-hour shift for today, so as of right now I’ve worked eight and a half hours straight–with another one and a half hours to go. Furthermore, I missed Comstock, which means I didn’t get to listen to bands with names like “Temporal Phunk” and “I Kan’t Spell” play a bunch of wacky music. To add insult to injury, I’m literally the only freakin’ person in the computer lab I work at right now, so there’s truly no purpose of me being here. Bah–I’ve got to get a real job.
Speaking of which, Quality 16 failed to call me after I sent in my application. I guess that’s all for the better though, as I hear that during the job interviews, future-employees have to take the quiz they show before movies–blindfolded. I suspect I’d probably choke under such pressure. So does anyone know a better place to work this summer?
It’s OK that only one person signed my Guestbook since my last update. That’s cool. I mean, Guestbooks are kind of lame. My bad.
Apparently, I graduated last Tuesday. But enough about me. How are you doing?
I’ve come to believe that not enough people are signing my Guestbook. Therefore, the next three people to sign it (who have never signed it before) will receive seven points. These points will later be redeemable for other, different points, so make sure you act fast.
Today was my last day of grade school. Yes, after 13 years of work (including the stressful kindergarten), I’m finally done. Now would somebody please tell me what this “collage” people are talking to me about is?
By the way, just so you know, I’m seriously considering updating the look of eKarjala. The problem, of course, is that that would involve me doing work, which I’m personally not that big a fan of.
Despite the contentions of one Todd Alperovitz, who shall remain nameless, Chris, Owen and I are not being jackasses to total strangers. All we’re doing is making a political statement via filming our humorous exploits around downtown. If that’s wrong, I don’t want to be right, damnit.
Apparently there are only two more days of school for seniors. While this may appear to be unfair for juniors, I’d like to add that they got to take both the SATs and ACTs this year, as well as having to wake up early for a whole week to take the MEAPs. Plus, they got to finish the insulting Driver’s Ed requirements to get their license, while also making sure to keep their GPA up. And they get to take finals in a few weeks. So it all evens out.
Ha, just kidding, juniors. Now just put down that baseball bat . . . easy. . . . Ow! Stop beating me! I’m sorry! Ow! Damn!
At any rate, the new poll this week is an important one, as it involves naming The Owl. What do you want its name to be?
