Note to self: when busting my friends for drinking beer at a junior high dance, don’t use beer can as prop to prove to them how stupid they are.
There is this episode of Full House where Jesse plays a junior high dance backed by a marching band. Last night, I dreamt I was in that band and Jesse let me sing “Sheena is a Punk Rocker.”
Like everything is turning green and rotting *gasp* I stepped in some goop on my way home from school and it wouldn’t come off it stuck to my shoes and I tried to wipe it off and it stuck to my fingers and then to my shirt *huff* I started to sweat and wiped my brow and then it was on my face and in my eyes and everything on me is bubbling *gulp* anditchyandithinkineedtoseeadoctororwhatdoyouthinkitwasdoyouthinkashowerwillhelpdonttouchmeohnoitsonyounowitsalreadystartinglockthedoorswecantleave *click* *creak* *creak* *shwoom* *digadigadig *hissssssssssssssss* *ka-flick* *ka-flick* *ka-flick* *ba-BOOM*
So. Um. Started playing MTG again. The rest of the internet doesn’t care. I thought, “Maybe Tumblr?”
Rudy & Jess … I can get behind that. And it looks like Rudy Two finds love. AWWWW.