| i just checked xanga for the first time in about a year, and i thought to myself "pattychaddy? wtf? seriously?" i mean i think i remember where it came from, but its still really dumb. |
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| im sitting at home, on a friday night doing nothing. this is probley the first time this has happend since i got my liscense. im sick, and highly medicated. im on some cough syrup with hydro in it, im on 400mg of ketek. and some kind of nose spray. all three are perscription and the cough syrup is supost to knock me out for up to ten hours, but im suppost to take it every four hours. it doesnt seem to make sence. who know. and ive done nothing but watch movies for the last 48 hours so i think tonight ill just take some of my medicine and go to sleep on my friday that im stuck home. chad |
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| lots going on in life, but i dont write it on xanga anymore because ive been devoting alot of time to facebook. so, i appologize for not updating as much as i used to |
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| story time...
The Ballad of the Teradactyls and Orange Sherbet
a very long long time ago, there was a kid from Switzerland. His name was Sven. Sven was a very very simple child, with hardly any brains at all. One semester, however, Sven was happy because he surprisingly did well on his report card. So, his parents were proud and they wanted to celebrate. So of course, Sven's family went out for ice cream. but Sven did not want just any old ice cream.of course Sven wanted.....ORANGE SHERBET! dun dun dun...poor defenseless little Sven did not realize that teradactyls cannot resist the tempting orangeness of orange sherbet.
Nearby in Yugolslavia, there was a teradactyl. He was sitting at your average, run-of-the-mill coffee shop, enjoying a rasberry latte and a caramel biscotti. Then, all of a sudden, he smelled the sweet aroma of orange sherbet. (teradactyls have a keen sense of smell, you know...) So he jumped out of his chair..."CAWWWW!" he exclaimed...
Meanwhile, Sven was enjoying his orange sherbet when he heard a "CAWWWW!!" coming from the window of the ice cream parlor. The teradactyl swooped down and in an instant, Sven was gone. Chosen. Not to be seen again for a very long time.
So eventually, Sven learned to adapt to the ritualistic customs and culture of the teradactyls....every year he attended the annual teradactyl festival and took part in the teradactyl tribal dancing.
one day, however, Sven was feeling empty inside and asked his teradactyl mother about his heritage, and why he did not look like his teradactyl brethren. She told him the truth and allowed his real parents to finally come and take him back.
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Many years later, a child (the one in Jurassic park 3) was in the dinosaur-ish jungle for some reason. Now this child was the great-greaat-greaaat-greaaaat something grandchild of Sven. this kid wasnt very smart. Well anyways, as you know, this kid had been lost for a great deal of time so his parents were very happy to find him alive. so they went to celebrate. and so they got ice cream. And this kid didn't want just any old ice cream...he wanted...you guessed it...ORANGE SHERBET!!!!!!!
so of course, a teradactyl came and got him. So he is never to be seen again.
~the end~
i miss summer.
love caitlyn
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