Sunday, October 02, 2005

Existentialism On Conference Night

Probably if you've been trying to contact me this last week and failing, it's because you're looking in the wrong place.

Where there is free food and a hot tub, there will I be, and always with an interesting assortment of people.

Come find me. We'll have fun, and go rummaging in the cupboards at 6 a.m. when everyone else is asleep and we're ravenous. I even know where all the good stuff is kept now, so we won't be stuck looking through endless boxes of Raisin Bran.

The only problem is, I've been feeling fairly ill the last few days, and it's hard to have fun when you're trying not to throw up in the newly-chlorinated water. And I feel bad every time I have to ask people to change the subject, but I figure they'd rather interrupt their conversation about spitting on potential prom dates than have me barf on their faces.

And if you've ever wanted to know ANYthing about guys or girls, it's the place to be. So come on by -- I miss you.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Count those carbs with barbs the new barbie doll she can do anything you can do all,races, creeds,colors,and diseases

7:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So that's where you were the night you were going to call me. So try again.


P.S. Watch out for hot tubs because people make babies in them.

12:30 AM  
Blogger juxtaposer said...

Why didn't you just come by, Clayton?

And P.S., there's nothing wrong with babies. They're cute. And they cuddle under your chin.

4:59 AM  

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