i ran two and a half miles this holiday weekend. my heart is stronger daily.

i also did my homework, and made breakfast at least once.

responsibility?

it makes me laugh when i think of robin wrestling his brother. my brother is 16 and can throw me around like a ragdoll. he too had a fondness for skin-tight red latex outfits. and he is my parents’ favorite.

i thought i had 2 tests today, but it turns out it was only one. it is good because i only slept 2 hours last night thanks in part to my 4 foot tall orange friends of a different cultural background who do not understand that dead grass does not need to be cut and blown around the apartment complex. i am not good at breathing dust and plant particals. i used to do it a lot.

ok. i have to study some more for a pointless quiz from a post-stroke professor. i would probably hit him if i had the chance. school is for overachievers, which i am not.

my mom talked to sean’s dad this weekend, and he asked if she had seen los beatles.