oh poo.

Jul. 11th, 2007 07:51 pm
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Lately the days have sort of been sliding past without me noticing. I think it's the old curse of post-4th-of-July-summer, but still . . . the days not only slide by, but they also sort of melt together. LALALA TIME.

Um, anyway. I don't like it when children come up to me, sweating and breathing heavily in my face, and say, "Amy, my throat is killing me . . ." It's worse than my fantasy of 100 children running around, multiple flavors of jam smeared all over their faces, screaming, "GIVE ME COOKIES! GIVE ME COOKIES!" Perhaps because of the heavy-breathing-sick-children (or maybe it's just because my tonsils suck), I have the beginnings of a sore throat. It better go away soon, that's all I know.

Hmm. That one sentence was weirdly structured. Whatever.

I have these odd feelings of mild indifference when it comes to most things lately. It's sort of bugging me. I guess I have a strong feeling of dislike of this general apathy, but still. I would like to not be so blah, thank you very much.

So maybe someday I will see Harry Potter? Like perhaps Friday evening? Any takers? Bueller? Bueller? Mostly I just want the book, but seeing the movie would be cool too.

Aaanydangways. It's high time I went and drank something throat-soothing.
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