Saturday, October 27, 2007

TTVAT pt 8

“Lord, be my pilot!” my mother just said.

So last night, my mother snored really really really loudly. And so I had my ipod up really loud, and so now I’m going to be even deafer than I was.

We just went to starbucks and my mother made a comment about how conservative everyone dresses. And I was like, Well duh, its cold here, they cant wear booty shorts and tube tops.

We’ve also agreed there are too many damn trees here. Trees are everywhere. I’m going to count the trees for 10 seconds. Every tree I see on the right of the freeway. Every x is a tree okay?
Okay go.
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OOMG

I had to stop because theyre playing thrash unreal on the radio! ANd my mom is like whyd you turn it up, and i told her that its against me and she was like omg really? I thot they wernt mainstream enoguh.

Anyways.

Now we’re going to the base. Tonite is chuck e cheese time. If they have a Jurassic Park with the seat that moves all over the place then I’m gonna play forever. I’m gonna rock it. I haven’t played that game in so long you know?

The base is really weird. First of all there are trees everywhere. There’s a railroad that goes right through the middle, and there are no real houses, just lots of appt buildings. I already told you they all have linoleum everywhere in them. There’s lots of grass and stuff, and sometimes you can look and see a big army truck going down the street, or you’ll see a group of soldiers all marching and yelling something. It’s intense. Everywehere you look ther is trash, or a spare tire, and you would expect the army to have a thing to keep it clean, since its the army,

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