My mornings begin at five o'clock most weekdays. Why? Because I'm cool like that.
Even though I rise at such an ungodly hour, I am unfailingly late to band practice on a daily basis.
This morning I woke up at five ten, made coffee, took a shower, got dressed and spiffed up, then headed out to my car. I've never had a full tank of gas. The meter usually hovers slightly above the 'E'. My car stalled in the parking lot this morning, but I managed to roll it into my usual spot. Thus, I achieved a truly epic feat of procrastination.
The rest of the day was quite dull and uneventful.
This, my friends, is why I daydream. When the most exciting point of your day is running out of gas, you truly 'need' imagination to keep you sane...
On a side note, I created you this picture in Desktop Publishing class 6th hour.
One of these strange creatures attacked me in the parking lot after school today.
Instinctively, I threw a nearby student at it as a distraction; which sated its appetite quite effectively.
While it was distracted, I retrieved the Molecular Displacement Beam (a modified Super-Soaker) from the trunk of my car and displaced the molecules of what I assume was its head with the surrounding air particles.
The slayed beast bled black and had a familiar smell. It didn't take me long to recognize the pungent odor.
I filled my decaying Toyota with the highly flammable blood of the queer monster and started my journey home.
LMAO!!!! Pretty sure you need to hang out with my family. LOL You're a nut. An enjoyable nut. I will be back!! And, I'm following. :)
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