violetbaudelaire

i was waiting for the bus and suddenly out of the corner of my eye i spied a man in a big black gown. he was wearing a graduate hat with some funny colors. it was special. he was courting three ladies, i believe. they are part of his court. they should give him tenure for wearing such a ridiculous outfit.

he is like a knight, but the armor isn’t so shiny. in fact, it is black, like my heart.

He is like the American show Sex in the City. The difference is he is in Chile and a male. Plus, he is damn hot!

intuition

Ha, ha. so i can compose my own story. awesome.

i was born. it was well done, though i almost died due to a faulty heart and just being a dork. but somehow, and lucky for you all, i made it. and here i am. so hooray. well-done, you say.

i went to public school. it was really shitty. didn’t like it too much. did a lot of coloring, though. broke some bones, too. made some friends. described things in incomplete sentences. typical things, some of which i still do. i am avoiding hte broken bones, though.

then i went to college. started off at one and then went to another because, well, i was too dorky for the first one. yup. lived in dorms for four years and then got an apartment with some dumb boy. that was retarded. but i am moving on.

so, my plans now, though i am not a great planner, is to go to grad school and not cut my bangs ten minutes before i have to be somewhere.

that is all. thanks.

She was on a street corner with some guy and I was looking for a building I’d never been in before. Or at least I think that’s the last time I saw her.

violetbaudelaire walks with me to work every day, even when it is cold or icky outside. Sometimes she visits me or shares her bagel. And we laugh about the stupidest things. We laugh a lot. And she gives me books to read! Yay VB!

It was winter in Minnesota, as it quite often is. violetbaudelaire and zoeystar were walking me to work, when SWOOSH! violetbaudelaire slipped on the snow-covered ice and fell onto her rear. It was quite amusing, but only because she was not seriously injured. Then zoeystar and I each grabbed one of her arms to help her up. Unfortunately, instead of helping her to stand up we merely succeeded in sliding her on the ice, so she made a nice little slide mark. Finally she got on her feet, but her entire backside was covered with snow. Thinking only of being a good friend and cleaning her off, I said (rather loudly, I admit) “BEND OVER!” I did not realize that we were surrounded by other people, many of whom looked at us in a strange way. Well, that’s probably how they always look at us.

Probably one of those “you had to be there” things, eh? It was pretty damn hilarious.

So I post ridiculous and impossible goals and he agrees! Agreement is good. And I bake cookies on the side. In regards to Truffles, I have much to learn. Does this make me a young grasshopper? Yes, yes I believe so.

Go Speedracer, Go speedracer go speedracer Goooooooo!

I believe that here Speedracer is one word, though I might be just a sucker.

She is fun! And her hair magically changes color! and I love her!