The Obscure

Hello everyone! I am in the school library right now with Katie, who is writing a newspaper article on the computer next to me. She won't let me read it, what a bitch! Nah, I'm just kidding, it's cool.
Anyway, I came to school today, which is rare. I didn't get here till like ten thirty though, which isn't rare.

I saw Ryan during lunch, that was cool. He revealed to me that for christmas he bought my "Smokey and the Bandit 1,2,&3" on DVD. So soon we will have a smokey and the bandit marathon! Woop-de-doobab!
Eastbound and dooooown, loaded up and truckin', aw we're gonna do, what they say can't be done!
Best movies ever. They rival even the star wars trilogy (a new hope through return of the jedi,I mean; not the new ones, the star wars shit-ogy. Oh snap!)

A Brief Katie Interlude

John didn't notice that I got my haircut. I'm very angry. He found a bottle of lipsmackers next to the computer. I hope someone lost it, because they deserve to have lost it. Dummies.

That was Katie. She didn't really get her haircut, it's a lie!
Anyway, I don't have much to talk about right now, I am trying to secretly read Katie's article without her noticing, but I am not much good at that. Man, she types fast. I thought I had a pretty fast "GWAM," but Katie is schoolin' me. She's got like a page or two done while I'm still typing this. Then again, she's copying from her notebook, so maybe I still am better than her in every possible way, like I had previously assumed.
That's not true, I am but a mere mortal on this, our fair earth.

This spacebar is all screwy, it doesn't space like normal spacebars do, no no! It has a whole different idea of how to respond when it it pressed. It's theories are a little too "out there" for my taste. I am used to the old-fashioned, tried and true spacebar theory that involves making spaces. Not this crazy new age stuff about not doing anything at all because it's a shitty spacebar that I want to rape to death.

Anyway. I guess this post is done now. I need some coffee.
Good day!