I went over to Burkes to visit all the teachers with Rachel yesterday. It was sort of heavy at the school, but it was good to go back. We talked to Flemmers and Ms. Blue who were clearly bummed out of their minds... We talked to Ms. Monk for a while, and then we headed back to Rachels.
Except we got sidetracked. We stopped by Katherine's to talk, but she wasn't home. That's when Rachel had the genius idea to go see Taylor Townie. Tragedy, he wasn't home. I really wanted to meet him! I bet he's secretly not a loser. We went back to Rachel's and had some food, and my mom dropped off my stuff and gave us Coke so I could sleep over.
It was the best sleepover of all time, I think. We watched "Napoleon Dynomite," which everyone told me to see. It was really irritating, I just can't deal with the complete lack of plot, but it was fun watching it. We had some Sharpies and decorated our shirts with great jokes. But we needed more colors and thicknesses besides just thick black and thick pink. So we snuck down into the dental office to get more. Guess what? We didn't die! Her aunt didn't wake up.
We got tired after decorating for a while, but my stomach was eating itself a la female octopi. So we snuck down for food. When we couldn't find any, Rachel hid herself in the office and I made the perilous journey into the fridge. It's loud and right next to her aunt's room. Last time we didn't have the guts, but this time we were having delusions of grandeur induced by Sharpie fumes. If we were caught, I had to say I was alone and I was getting a glass of water. I probably would have laughed and been killed.
But it worked!
So we had whipped cream, chocolates, and Pirates Booty. That's when I had the best idea of my life: Sneak out onto the porch! We put on rain jackets and had our own little picnic, even though it was soaking wet. And 3 in the morning.
Since the world is sort of caged in the home while the parentals are in Reno, Helen couldn't go out with Taylor. Things were sort of up in the air, so I planned on coming home to study for finals. Too bad, I think I missed him by like, 20 minutes. Damn!
Got some plexiglass for my desk, made a collage, studied a lot, going to get a movie, going to study, watch a movie. I think I'll rent "Down With Love," because it's like, the only other movie with the Sexican in it. Unfortunately, it's like, beyond innapropriate for the grandparentals I have to spend time with tonight, so I have to watch it on my computer, which I hate. It makes me feel like a bigger loser than I am to watch a movie alone in my room. Why do people bother putting TV's and DVD players into bedrooms? It's the lonliest thing!
I think I'll then make G&G watch "Napoleon Dynamite," and laugh as they try to find and follow a plot. Wow, this should be good.

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