Orange Julius

I think that has become my favorite new random pointless phrase. Its a fun thing to say whe n you have nothing else to say...orange julius. And its even better because I know the history behind the orange julius...thank you food network...but CURSE YOU Rachel Rea!!! She is hypnotizing! And I actually caught myself saying "E-v-o-o" ugh stupid extra virgin olive oil. Yea and I have something else to say and that is...orange julius. See it just fits in anywhere! OH yea and Happy Orange-juggling barefoot clown day!

Kelsey

Giant Cookie

Everyone wants a giant cookie, right? Well I made a giant cookie. I thought it would fantasticly fun and wonderfully tasty. And well, it was. Except that the inside wasn't fully cooked becasue if I cooked it anymore then the outer part would have become black, burnt, and unappealing. So I ate it. It tasted like warm cookie dough so it was pretty freaking awesome! But what I didn't realize was that I had made a giant cookie and I was not giant sized. I finished the cookie and it was as cookie-tastic as I expected it to be. Only thing is that when I finished I was too full and I was then unhappy. And I couldn't eat my unhappiness away because it was the delicious food that caused my discomfort. So I guess I couldn't eat enough to get too fat to escape my pit of shame. But I don't feel like moving so I guess I won't be leaving anytime soon. But I will rename to pit of shame. It is now the cavern of ugh. Its not an enjoyable place but I am not in a mood to hop out of it onto the surface of twirly-skippy-chirpy land.

Kelsey

Bad

I am bad at video games. I was not born with a natural ability. I can't even get very far on a game on my phone....stupid little red ball...Yea. I'm going to go play HArry Pott er and the Prisoner of Azkaban on my PS2 becasue that game is easy and I've already beaten it. It will make me feel better becasue last time I played it I beat it in one day. So off I go! Everyone have a nice day! I'm getting my hair cut and colored tonight and I'm excited!

+Bobsey
...I've given up fighting it.

Thinking

I've been thinking...possibly too much. And I have decieded that if anyone else could hear my thoughts they would have me commited. This thought crossed my mind at work last night. It was about two hours into my shift. And after about an hour and a half of talking and singing to myself. Luckily this time I didn't start thinking with a British nanny's voice. That was a bad day (I was cleaning bathroom for hours). I have decieded that I need to stop thinking. Its never about anytihng important but I need a day were I can just sit back, relax and let my mind shut up. Oh and I have a story from work! I was working concessions last night and these four girls came in. Two of them looked normal enough but the other two...ok one was wearing a yellow dress that had a pattern on it that I couldn't understand what it was (it turned out to be like blackish paint splotchy looking things) AND the other girl was the scariest of them all...she was wearing a faux fur leopard print jacket, tiny little green shorts, and under these short leopard print leggings that went all the way down to her ankles. Then she was wearing these scary low heeled pink shoes that looked like they been standing out on the corner for too many nights. But hey I don't really care what they were wearing, i was just intriqued. But then after they ordered ( 3 medium fanta and a coke with no ice), they went into their moive. BUt then they came back. And they asked me if we had barbeque sauce. Remember I work at a movie theater, have you ever been to a movei theater with barbeque sauce? I haven't. SO I told them no but we had ketchup...then they went to the ends to get ketchup but seeing that there was nothing to put it in, they pumped the ketchup into a napkin and scampered off. I thought that this would be the last time I had to deal with them but OH NO they came back. With a small empty bag of popcorn (remember their order) and requested a new bag...hmmmm i wonder why? oh maybe they fished it out of the garbage and were trying to get free popcorn. Luckily after that they left. OK thats my story. And now I am going off ot try to not think for a while. Oh but before I go I want to leave with some words of wisdom I got form my manager Jame last night. Bros before hoes. Remember that.

Kelsey

Slinky Incident

Tori is not allow near the slinky. She broke it. Well in the end it got fixed but the was a scary fifteen minute time period when we didn't know if it would ever...slink?...again. It was a horrible time in our history and I hope to never have to relive it again. I can't imagine Analysis without the slinky. ea so that was during Oral Interp while people were giving this presentations...this week it was poerty...but theres nothing exciting about that. Next week its childrens literature. Ugh instead of giving our presentations to just our little class, we have to do it infron tof NINE, yes that would be NINE, classroom full of disabled 3-5 year olds. I do not want to give my interpretation in front of those children. I have been in front of and done plenty of stuff for5 year old disable children. My mom used to teach them. I've had about my fill. But besides that, my piece isn't age/cognitive level appropriate and I'm not changing becasue I love what I'm doing. And I'm doing Sideways Stories from Wayside School. Yea still childrens literature but not 3-5 year old level. Especially not 3-5 year old with developmental delays and such. Also when the teacher and speech therapist can in to tell us this I realize how much I really do know about all this stuff...its wierd. Ok I'm finished. Oh yea I realized that I don't seperate my thoughts into paragraphs...i guess i don't think in paraghraphs...

Have a Nice day,
Kelsey

p.s. my name is not Bobsey...harumpff

ehhhhhhhhh

I'm home. I already slept in my own bed. It was pretty awesome. And there is something sticky and unappealing on the letter s and I dont like it. Eh I forgot how much to do not enjoy being in my house alone. Well my memory has been refreshed and I want my mom to come home. But she won't be home until about 9 tonight. And I am not really too great. I have an odd feeling in the upper region of my torse. Its an odd almost vomitty feeling but not really there all the way. It is not a fun feeling. I really need to buy a new phone because my current one is making me angry on about an hourly basis. I wish this one could just be fixed but nope they dont sell it any more so its out of warranty. I should eat something but I just want my mommy to come home. I'm tired so I'm going to sit around for a while. Have a nice day.

Home

I wanna go home. I miss my bed...i don't like the floor.