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Well, I'll be leaving soon, so I don't have time to write down all the things I want to talk about right now (I'll have to leave it until after we arrive in Columbus a few hours from now). But first of all, I used my alarm clock this morning (although I really didn't need to, the darned squirrels outside woke me up around six), and the first song they played, actually it was the second (the first was Closing Time), the first full song they played was the new Bon Jovi song. What the heck? Does he ever use any different instruments? It sounded like the same music, but played in a different order or something. Anyway, I found that rather ironic considering that MJO just talked about him last night. Oh yeah, and another thing, I didn't realize that Bryan Adams was jumping from pop to dance. That's crazy! I think I'll stop listening to dance now.. (hee hee).
I had an odd dream last night, but I don't have time to go into the details right now. I only remember the last part of the dream because of those darned (which means damned) squirrels. I do have time to mention that when I tried to use my electric razor this morning, it made a very odd buzzing noise. Opening it up, I found that it was chock full of hair! It wasn't hard to notice that the hair was auburn, and there is only one person in the house who doesn't have black hair..
Eww!!! I should've figured this out sooner! I remember seeing clumps of finely cut auburn hair in the sink, but it was only last week when I realized that it might've been from my razor (I had the only electric one). I didn't catch anyone red handed, and I didn't think anyone would do such a thing especially if they don't ask in advance, so I left it at that. Now I have proof, and the truth is sickening.. No wonder why my razor started smelling funny.. (I'll be hiding it from now on.)
I should've learned my lesson from the soap incident but I figured that he would've learned some manners first.. Ick. Heck, would you use someone else's razor not knowing where the other person's face was? (Or legs for girls?) I know where my face has been and to tell you the truth, if I didn't have to, I wouldn't be sharing a razor with myself! *shiver*
Well, it's time for me to head down now. It's nearly time, and since I showed up late last time so I should make up for that this year. I'll be back.
Sunday, June 11, 2000 at 23:01:27 (UTC)
Ew. An electric razor is as far from "self cleaning" as you can get.. What I find gross is the university bathrooms over here - instead of soap dispensers, each sink has a manky, disease-infested bar of soap that looks like it has been there since WWII.
Mike-o-rama