Shrink

I like that word.

Not much happened on Turkey Day as I said. I spent the beginning of Black Friday (I see why they call it that) at an insane Wally World. Then we went home, watched Big Fish and fell asleep. Evan called at noon and woke me up.
I didn't yell at him or anything. We schemed about seeing a movie or going skating or something. That fell in after playing phone tag for an hour. My phone was on the blink. XP It kept hanging up on him. Then I wrote all day long. I went to Thanksgiving yet again at my other grandma's and then slept well.
This morning I woke up sick to my stomach. Okay, how does that phrase make any sense? How can you be sick to your stomach? Is that like being sick from the waist down? I wrote after I got over it and tried to contact Evan. He called back just as I got stuck and went to surf the internet and we schemed some more. Today worked out.
He and his sister picked me up at two and we went skating. Let me repeat:


We went skating.

Oh, my god. Godzilla was nowhere to be found. Yay. I fell on my butt only four or five times. Evan kept telling me I was good at it just to make me feel better, but it doesn't really work when he says things just to make me feel better. He gets this funny tone of voice when he tells me things just to make me feel better. It's like he's talking to someone else, someone he's polite to.
Evan is a strange creature. Everyone likes him and his best friends hate him, yet we can't stay mad at him for anything. He gets away with whatever he wants and can blame it on us, but we can't stay angry at him for more than a few minutes. He can completely ruin a good sulk with one stupid sentence. Brady and I are still trying to work out how he does it.
I had a good time anyway, even if I couldn't feel my shins down when we were done. One of the times I fell, I did it when trying to bend over and get a quarter I'd dropped in the lobby by the pop machines. I went to get it and fell over in a crab walk style position. I was now stuck between the pop machine and an golf arcade game in front of the pop machine. I didn't even get my quarter. Evan managed to get my quarters, my coke, and get himself a coke around me, squished into this little corner. Remember all of this was done in ice skates. I did manage to lever myself up by reaching behind me and grabbing the golf game. Evan just watched. XP
We had one of Evan's sister's friends with us too and she took us to this little pizza place downtown, near the skate rink. We got a . . . thing. I don't remember what it was called again but there was cheeze and pepperoni and green peppers involved. Some sore of white sauce too. It was really good whatever it was.
We went into this little store called . . . something with two x's. Stixx? Stuxx? Staxx. That was it; Staxx. Total prep store. It smelled like a prep store in that place. Completely uncomfortable. Zipped my WAN (now stands for wicked awesome nerd) jacket up tight and shoved my hands in my pockets. None of the little sales ladies talked to me. I don't think they liked my sock hat. XD
We got a flier from a guy in a band called the Kursk. The show was only two bucks but we couldn't go. I had to be back by about seven so XP.
We drove back to Small town near Big town and went to the wee library because Evan's sister forgot we wanted to go to the Library Center in Big town. I got Valiant (I LOVE Holly Black!), The Darkest Part of the Woods, Edgar Allan Poe's Tales of Mystery and Madness (Illustrated by Gris Grimly, yay!), and . . . Vamped. Then they dropped me off at my grandma's and I left my keys in Evan's sister's car.
He says he reads this but there's never any comments. Does no one love me? Oh, I am hurt.
Maybe it was leaving a post that starts with the phrase 'You're dumb' up for eleven days. I wonder if he worked out that if he reads this after I go somewhere with him, there's generally interesting little thoughts and comments about him? Well, you tell me? You're probably the only one who reads this anyway.
I read through the E. A. Poe book while I was at my grandma's and started reading Valiant. Now I'm here being sleepy and annoying my sister. She loves it ever so much when I do that.
Now she's got the outside dog, Gusty Winds May Exist, in the house and the inside dog, Baby (name's so unoriginal, but she came with it. XP) is unhappy about it.
I'm going to go sleep or read or draw or play Zelda or something.
Oh, was playing that before Evan picked me up and it took me like fifteen minutes to beat all the rooms in Outer Gannon's Castle.
Anyone have a copy of Master Quest I could . . . steal, beg, rent, "borrow"? Bet I could find one on eBay or summin.

---Cheap glue, I'm tellin' you, can never make it stick. Cheap glue, I'm tellin' you, will only make you sick.