"You can't trust prostates." February 12, 2011

There were quite a few runner ups for today:

• "I love you, little one."
• "I like you."
• "Johnjohnjohnjohnjohnjohnjohn"
• "Go be saxy, Leslie."
• "Let us praise the popcorn gods, in order to have out crops be bountiful"
  "POP POP POP POP CUYMBA YA YA POP YA"

Things kind of suck. But today was AMAZING. Hippo let me stay over last night and then Ms. Elliot let me help work concessions with Choir. Trevor, Rosemary, Hippo and my two new friends Alexa and John.Plus Austin for some short times. We sang, and dances and sold. And while I awkwardly had to see Jackie, I didn't care. I even heckled Maxx into buying popcorn and saw Leslie. And Sarah's mom. Sarah's mom is brilliant, you have no idea. And while I have a bucket of complaints, I love my friends, I wouldn't trade them for anything. Alas, my feet and back hurt like hell, though. I've been standing for about 5 hours, with maybe two minutes of sitting. Maybe. All worth it. I don't know why I waited until 11: 33 to blog. Oh well.
Today I saw: Pokemon Yellow, which Hippo is letting me borrow.
Today I heard: Some hilarious, new Let's Play videos.
Today I smelled: Popcorn, hot dogs, pretzels, nacho cheese, and Rosemary. (The person)
Today I touched: Candy, Alexa and I worked the candy station. And rapped. She's my DJ.
Today I tasted: Three mother damn soft pretzels with cheese. And candy. And that's about it.