To whomever gave me the iPod: words cannot express the gratitude.
I got my passport in. It made me giddy like a school girl. Thailand and South Africa, here I come.
Dead Poets Society still makes me cry. I’m ridiculous.
Camp is coming along possibly. Slowly but surely.
To whomever WANTS to give me an iPod: the words cannot express the gratitude that I would feel
Lori told me at midnight that we missed a call from you… sorry
ohhhh…. the culturally monopolized media darling has brought joy to yet another…. no not Bono….Steve Jobs
Oh and an idea for your camp script….
There is a new computer game – The Movies
In the game you build and run a movie studio. Write scripts, make actors happy (which is why the game cannot be won), build sets, etc. Because I have now played the game, I feel like I am Spielburg at the moment. Anyway, when you are writing a script you simply go in, click and choose a set, then choose from carefully selected scenes. You continue to do this until your film is complete. All you need to do is go buy the game on your corporate credit card, point and click a few times and bam! There’s your script. Hasslefree
For the iPod, you are welcomed.
(just kidding. however, what a great gift and a great friend who would do that)
!Yeah you got a new ipod!
Yeah for you IPOD! Sorry that it wasn’t me who sent it.
Hurray for the passport!
someone gave you an ipod? what the crap! that’s amazing! hey i am moving into my new APT in a few weeks and i want you and liza and kj to come have dinner!
I like your layout. Where did you get it and how can I get one??
~ Stephen