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in Thoughts and Feelings
as acronym, AMOUNT, apple store, bff, circle, computer, demons, doctor, exorcism, ice, important things, round, show, store, therapy session, tiny circle, tomorrow, what this means, zenith
My little laptop is not feeling so well right now. I keep asking what hurts, exactly, and all it does is show me an apple and spin a tiny circle round and round an infinite amount of times.
I don’t speak circle, so I don’t know what this means. But I’m taking it into the apple store tomorrow and I’m hoping for good news. I am trying not to worry, but I do feel a little sick in the pit of my stomach because I have some very important things written down inside that computer. Not to mention the fact that it’s a computer and these things are expensive. And not to mention my stitch sticker on the outside of it. Though I suppose if nothing else is salvageable, he really is, being so easily peelable and stuff.
Thank goodness for stickers.
This week I have two doctor’s appointments and a therapy session. By Friday I should be at the zenith of health–both physically and emotionally. Perhaps I should schedule an exorcism on Thursday; you know, just make sure I’m good and healthy in every way possible.
Kidding. I don’t really think I have any demons to get rid of.
Not anymore, anyway.
Something disturbing: apparently I have given Friendly’s the impression that we are BFFs. I have an email that says as much. I like the ice cream, this is true, but I never meant to lead it on. We’re not BFFs. I don’t really believe in one BFF—and certainly the acronym makes me cringe–but if I did have to choose one BFF, it would not be Friendly’s.
It would probably be a person, rather than a restaurant.
Probably.
Sorry, Friendly’s (though your ice cream really is delicious).
it’s not nearly as bad as it looks.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, photography
as Brandywine River, Cause, classic case, Darby, meat locker, pavement, pop, prostrate, tubing down, what this means
Now, they knew this would happen.
So don’t feel too sorry for them.
Cause see, as soon as they lay prostrate on the ground outside of this restaurant, I grabbed my camera.
And Darby called it. She said, You know what this means, pop; we’re going on the blog.
But at the moment she was too cold to care. We had been tubing down the Brandywine River and then got a bite to eat. And it was a classic case of Somebody Needs to Learn Something About Moderation when it came to the air conditioning, because it felt like a meat locker in there.
And so that, my friends is what happened.
Darby saw how very warm the pavement was and just went for it. She laid down like it wasn’t pavement at all; like it was a bed and this was perfectly normal, so move on, people, nothing to see here.
And pop followed suit.
And I took a picture because, well–that’s obvious.
And I love it when people break protocol in a not at all rude kind of way. I love it when someone is cold and so they get warm, even if it’s rather…unconventional.
Which is why I say good job, Darby and Pop! You better get warm; you better work.
