Thursday, July 01, 2004
i have this brilliant ideaÂ
for an essay i have to write, on adventure:
skakunk says: (8:21:38 PM)
maybe i could write about this man who goes for a walk in the park
skakunk says: (8:21:40 PM)
and he's a loner
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:40 PM)
pleash and thankew.
skakunk says: (8:21:42 PM)
and loves pigeons
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:46 PM)
hahahahhaaha
skakunk says: (8:21:50 PM)
but he doesn't know how lethal their poop is
skakunk says: (8:21:53 PM)
and one comes his way
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:59 PM)
and he befriends it.
skakunk says: (8:22:02 PM)
and he ends up in hospital with an incurable defect in his face
skakunk says: (8:22:05 PM)
nooooooo
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:07 PM)
yes, nice nice.
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:10 PM)
very nice. go write.
skakunk says: (8:22:16 PM)
and then he hates them and decides to have a social life in the end
you know, i kinda like my idea even though it isn't much of an adventure. i mean, i can't just write about going on holiday and then stepping on a jellyfish and then dying, can i?
actually, i can.
anyway, boo ya for the pigeons.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 08:26:00 PM
skakunk says: (8:21:38 PM)
maybe i could write about this man who goes for a walk in the park
skakunk says: (8:21:40 PM)
and he's a loner
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:40 PM)
pleash and thankew.
skakunk says: (8:21:42 PM)
and loves pigeons
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:46 PM)
hahahahhaaha
skakunk says: (8:21:50 PM)
but he doesn't know how lethal their poop is
skakunk says: (8:21:53 PM)
and one comes his way
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:59 PM)
and he befriends it.
skakunk says: (8:22:02 PM)
and he ends up in hospital with an incurable defect in his face
skakunk says: (8:22:05 PM)
nooooooo
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:07 PM)
yes, nice nice.
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:10 PM)
very nice. go write.
skakunk says: (8:22:16 PM)
and then he hates them and decides to have a social life in the end
you know, i kinda like my idea even though it isn't much of an adventure. i mean, i can't just write about going on holiday and then stepping on a jellyfish and then dying, can i?
actually, i can.
anyway, boo ya for the pigeons.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 08:26:00 PM
