A Wild Child (awriterswindow) wrote,
A Wild Child

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Oh I'm just one curly fry in the box of the regular...

"If you can walk, you can dance. If you can talk, you can sing!" Zimbabwe Proverb

Blake will appreciate this entry's title. ;) Rock on, Jason Mraz, rock on.

Last night was a really great night. I talked to Jon on the phone for a long time, and then we three-wayed Justice and talked on there.

Jon: Why aren't you two talking?
Ash: We're listening!
Jon: Talk!
Ash: We're listening because you're talking.
Justice: Exactly. It's what you do in a conversation.

Justice had to go a little bit after that, so Jon and I kept talking for awhile. I sang part of my audition song for him, and it got high praise *beams*, so yay! I know Jon would tell me the truth. There was that one time I was singing Avenue Q songs with him and he said, "I hope that's not the way you really sing because...that was bad." XD

The cable guy [insert one-liners from the movie here] is coming today to install digital cable, which means one important thing: THE N! As in Degrassi, RFR (Radio Free Roscoe), and Daria. Eee! I haven't watched Degrassi in FOREVER. I have no idea what's going on anymore! Oh, I'm so happy. Plus he's installing high-speed internet.

Inspired by Justice, here's what I have to do today:
(I don't know how to do the bullets like her)

*West Euro Lit work- mythology
*Economics- outline section 2 (why I even bother to do that, I don't know, because I'm basically REWRITING all of it the next day)
*Walk Maggie's dogs
*Write my resume.
*Pick up my pictures, etc.
*Start my second essay for FSU

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