I have had to cokes today. I will soon be re writing notes
for LORD OF THE FLIES, ashley kicked Jen in the leg. Now
she is talking about her pants...look like regular pants to
me. I disected a fetal pig. We named it Elton (as in
John). We should have named it Jude (like the Beatles
song). I miss him. he was a good pig. We would sing and
talk and remember the good old days hanging out at the
engineer boots, leather jackets and tight blue jeans,
do some stuff,
sing a song about New Orleans,
those sweet romantic teenage nights.
That is a song by billy joel, or at least a part of it
called Scenes from a italien resteraunt.
It is a good song.