The Checkered Camel Company

   Thursday, January 23, 2003  

Houdini Died On Halloweenie


My class rank progressed from 176 out of 680 to 167 out of 666. I believe I was 199 out of 690 in the middle of my junior year. Unfortunately, I am still only in the second quarter, still probably by about five people. Dadgummit. Some people above me need to move out of town.

April and Sarah Wood are taking me to observe the shenanigans at the Mr. Katy High School pageant this evening. I forgot to ask Kristoffer what benefits one receives upon election.

I need to get out of high school. Some moron at an adjacent lunch table flicked a quarter at Drew Smith. If one does not like Drew Smith, perhaps one ought to ignore Drew Smith, rather than flick a unit of monetary exchange at Drew Smith.

I used the verb "usurped" incorrectly at the History Club pictures this evening. Oh, woe is me. Sometimes I overexcite myself.

In German we learned about reflexive pronouns. "Ich fruhle mich" means "I feel myself".

My stomach situation improved. It rumbled upon sensing the baked potato the girl next to me at lunch ate. When I came home, I took a leftover porkchop out of the refrigerator. Then, for good measure, I added some blueberry oatmeal. The consumption of the oatmeal occurred after the consumption of the porkchop. I feel better now.

The Father took Mr. Ed to watch Kailey's basketball game. Her team lost every one, I think. No- they won once. Anyhow, they shan't return until six, giving me ample time to play mindless video games in relative peace. The Mongoloid lurks about in his bedroom upstairs.
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