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Blah. This is what happens when I grow bored. I make things. Usually they're not even good things.. I mean, when I make them I'm like, "Whoa, I am a GENIUS." Then, when I'm no longer bored, I look at them and ask myself, "What were you ON?" Well, I can assure you, I'm not on anything.. so please don't ask me to 'hook you up'. Because I won't. I don't even know you. There are a lot of people I don't know.. I used to think it would be so cool to know everyone that lived in my city. Just to be able to say, "Hey! How's it going? Did you ever get over that rash?" to people I know that have rashes. But I don't know anyone like that. I kind of wish I did. If I knew everyone in my city, I'm sure I would know someone with a rash. But now I realize, if I did know everyone in the city of Beaver Falls, I'd have to buy a lot of Christmas presents. Not to mention rash cream.. Maybe if I go to sleep now, I won't have to edit this post as much when I'm no longer bored.
~scribbled by jen sometime around 3:35 AM
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