
So. I went to pig stock. It was nice. It rained. I got a free t shirt. Pig stock is a great place to make friends. Probably. I met some keepers. Uh. We had cocoa. And pizza. And people who go to those things are granola. Brendan Ewell. (That’s his name, though I don’t believe it is spelt correctly.) He’s a cool kid. Can I keep him? In my storage room. He is a quarter Mexican. Like me. He plays guitar. He has nice hair. His vneck has a zipper on it. He is out going. I like him. We will keep him. He likes chocolate too. The Hershey’s kind. Also. Mini steve. He is a cool kid. I like him. He is funny. He is a good cook too. He is in my foods class. Also. He wears a trucker hats with buttons on it sometimes. He is in charge of MMD. I like him. A whole lot.
And at pig stock. A band came. Well 13 bands came. But my favorite was mostly “the traveling salesmen.” The lead singer, his name was Archie. He would sell his first born for a
Sometimes after pig stock, we go to Evan’s and we have a fire. It was nice. But cold so we all got to know each other real well. We like each other now.
After the porch incident. We hit up the BK. We really like the BK. Sometimes. We hike there. And we hold hands. Like I said, we bonded. And when we get there. We lay out sleeping bags and star gaze. But when we get too cold, we play the hokey pokey. Until we get warm. And then we play beyond that, just cause its super fun. Yeah. I know. We are that cool. Andrew, he acts like a creeper. And Brendan wears vests. Clari wears hats, and gets knots in her hair. Jo’s hair turns out to be a mess. But we like it. And Evan, well his poncho says, “bud. King of beers.” We probably like beer? But not really. That is bad.
Also. Now, I am seeing in Polaroid. Yes. Yes. I am. Every thing I look at, I imagine it in Polaroid form. Yes, I see in Polaroid. And I like it.
Also. Yesterday, it may or may not have been one of the most random days of my life. But. I’ll keep it. I like it that way.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
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