ok from now on i am going to have a little blogger friend, his name is going to be.....Fogert pronounced Fog-ert. This will give me something to talk to instead of a blank really bright screen.
Hello Fogert,
Well this day was full of great and awsome dull for the most part. waking up at 11:30am, then not really getting dressed till about 2 maybe 3 in the afternoon, only because I was going off to help my dad move some drywall from sleggs to a place by smuggler's cove(where ever that is).
Those sheets of dry wall are freakin' heavy but hell it was worth it. after me and my dad's slow trip out there laughing at all the drivers who didnt kno wtf was going on. we kinda had the drywall on the roof of the van strapped on with 2 buggie cords, so we only went at the fastest 60m/h, pretty slow for the whole highway. well wen we got there we unloaded the crap from the roof with free crap coffee from the guy that owns the place, my dad decided that we would take the very extremely scenic route home. it was amazing, i dont think my jaw could fall any further the houses up there were gorgeous, with my dad saying he worked in like every second one. there was a house on the right of smuggler's cove that is almost all windows, he said they were roughly about an inch or so thick, cost over $3,000 to replace just one. oh btw he worked in it :P. and on the left of smuggler's cove lives the second richest women in canada (i think he said canada) she had such a beautiful looking house.
I really wish i could live up in that area or at least a house that nice,but i probably never will because of the not really paying profession that i have chosen for now. i dont really kno how much graphic artists get paid but i guess i will find out wont i.
so after the very long tour we got back, at like 6 with both our stomachs grumbling. i am never really in a cooking mood wen i am hungry ever, so my dad made bland food as usual but i still ate it cause i was hungry, aand i thought i was late for serious coffee, but wen i got there there was a pretty small group compared to some nights at serious but it was still ok, i met a new person who is a friend of joshua's and brynn's(probably never see her again, yay or one time meets!!). and then we went down to the peir while it was drizzling and hungout there for a while, shot a few seagulls, got shot by joshua in the nipple and i just skimmed his head with a shot. but then me joshua and jenni went our own separete ways and i went back to boredom.
and now i am here.
needing to wake up and be at friggin church in 7 hours hungry and not wanting to sleep.
welp lets see if i can make a poem
that might show 'em
of how stupid boredom is
coke has a lot of fiss
i think a feast would be nice
stand down and pass the spice
thing about food is probably not pleasant
it makes me feel like a peasant
aerosofting on the peir is fun
just dont get swallowed by a burger bun
rhyming is kinda neat
u really need to change your feet
its starting to get into my very speach
i dont think i should teach
i should go have a shower
it wont give me extra power
but if i just learn to keep
then i will go all sleepidy sleep
i start working next week
its starting to look kinda bleak
well at least i get a pay
i kno i havent all day
damn this is really stupid, this poem means nothg its just a bunch of rhyms, times, mimes. ok well there goes my brain again, when, Sven. rhyming the last word of each sentence, mence, pence. it does this wen i am hyper, piper, typer. but i aint too sugary, burgary, murgary.
i guess i should sleep, weep, keep, peep, meep.
so good night to ya Fogert, bogert,togert.sweet dreams, teams, beams.
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