Fctionary Steps

Thanksgiving involved Futurama, computer games, lying on beds, discussions and of course food. We got home at like 12... it was alright I guess. We watched this one thing recommended by Simon that was some SeaLab thing and they were debating whether to put their human brains in robots. Apparently you would have the strength of 5 gorillas and like... something. And then Jake, the red-haired kid who's tall and ok I guess had an argument/discussion later after dinner about how the brain controls stuff a lot. According to Jake, if you think you're taking poisonous pills, you could seriously die just because you thought you were. Simon disagreed. I wasn't really sure what I thought.... I mean, the brain is pretty powerful. I find it so cool that we're like the only species smart enough to think about our own brains. Like, our brain can contain information about itself. Think.. think... think.

They had a dog. They were pretty nice. I miss Chester. It's weird though 'cause like... nevermind. I pretty much can't have dessert for like a month (my own "rule") because they had like 5 different pies, 2 times of Ben and Jerry's ice cream, and chocolate-chip cookies. I didn't have all. I had pumpkin pie! It was like the best thing since since.

me: I just had thanksgiving dinner

Becca: good\

Anthony: you equal you know?

Becca: goosd

Anthony: at midnight?

12:20 AM me: there were like 5 desserts

sort of

Anthony: weirdo

me: then we watched futurama, and this girl was like on the bed

Anthony: ewww

me: in real life

Becca: good

me: I know

Anthony: thats gross

me: so gross

Anthony: (jk)

me: so but then

I ws like

on the bed

and there was SImon

and his cousin

Sam: whoa

me: and his cousin

I know

Becca: soap

Anthony: ooh@ Slmon

me: she was like, "seriously just lie down" and I was like "oh. ok"

Anthony: capital i looks like a lowercase L

12:21 AM SLMON

me: eat some fishhhhh


Yeah. Jake's sister was named Freda, and she seemed ok. Maybe around my age, had braces. I'm going to hike today... and then finish HW and then maybe chat (yay!) and then maybe play cards/listen to APHC and then practice guitar and trumpet and finish that stupid stupid book about Martin Rugbyface and read Animal Farm and make an adver-tizment and then CALL! YES! PHONES! I want to call my fray-onds. That'd be so cool.

We got skis and boots and poles today. The mountains are so cool now with that white. Skiing should be cool.

I don't really know anymore. Did I ever?

See... smell... say hi.

I'm always pretty... drugged almost on Saturday mornings. Gah.

Do I really want ADULTS reading MY BLOG?

I want to have a sleepover sometime.

Let's just get over this hill, shall we? Then it will be blue. And yellow.