January 14th, 2009 9:28 PM
INSTRUCTIONS: Don't go to work. Don't go to school.
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Well it seems that this task fell into my hands today. The previous night I was thinking to myself "I really don't want to go to school tomorrow", but I figured I would anyway. Then, early this morning I was woken up by a strange phone call originating from inside my house and directed to my cell phone. It was strange because one: My mom leaves for work 2 hours before I wake up and my dad is in Germany, and two: the phone call lasted 2 seconds and then ended. I have a very active imagination so I was thoroughly convinced that someone was about to burst into my room with a knife. After two minutes of sitting in fear my mom called and told me that there is no school due to the extreme ice which was a bit of a relief because it meant that I did not have to go downstairs. Within minutes I had pushed away the ridiculous thought of a murderer in my house (still not sure how the call was made) and fallen back into a slumber. Several hours later I woke up and enjoyed a delicious breakfast of cake bread with chocolate pudding and whip cream on top. After my breakfast I figured that I should make today at least a bit productive so I started by moving all of the trash on our back deck to its proper place in the large trash bins. The snow was deep, cold, and wet. I was clothed in dress pants and a t-shirt. It was not a fun experience. On my way in I smelled something horrible and looked at the dogs sitting so innocently in their kennels. For obvious reasons I did not take pictures of this part. After much mopping and scooping I went upstairs to my room and frowned. Needless to say, it HAD to be cleaned, but the time for that was not now. I had to have a bit of fun on this free day right? So I hopped on my four-wheeler and rode to my friend Josh's house. Everything really was EXTREMELY iced over and exciting to drive on. I got stuck once and had to lift the four-wheeler with all my strength to get it out. When I arrived at my destination I went straight to the "Man Room" and vegged on some Left 4 Dead" for a few hours. The Man Room you may be wondering about has five computers, a mini-fridge, an arcade machine, a big screen TV, and many game consoles. When I got tired I said my goodbyes to Josh left. Somehow in the few hours I had been there it had gotten icier, darker, and a strong wind had started up. The journey back was like a game of pinball and I was the ball. I got stuck a few times but luckily made it back in one peace. There was a delicious grilled cheese sandwich waiting on the counter for me which I quickly gobbled up and now here I am imparting my story to you. I think I should get some well deserved rest.
Okay, this is pretty good. Taking advantage of the opportunity to stay home, and taking some pains to document it. I suppose we could ding you for cleaning up trash (i.e. doing work) but it's fine. The pictures of the environment you went thru on your adventure are good! Habitual documentation: lean on it, keep doing it. Self-consciousness! Self-consciousness! Self-consciousness! (this catchphrase needs work, it lacks the ring of Glasnost Glasnost Glasnost!)
And be honest: there's functionally no difference between "bed head" and "normal head" for you, is there? :-p