No Work and No Play

I am so tired. And I just keep wasting so much time. I'm at work right now. The Boys and Girls Club? Yeah. I just with there was something to do. I feel like... I'm getting paid to be bored.

At least the kids are really cute. You get weary after a strong dose of them when they're rowdy and won't listen, but they are cute. One little girl was sitting on a bench in the Tech Center with me and she was playing with my hands, looking at my class ring. She says, "Is this your married ring?" I smiled really big and told her "No, it's my class ring. It has my school on it."

"Do you gotta boyfriend?" she asks.

"Yes, I do."

"Then why don't you have a married ring? You better tell him you needa get married."

I chuckled but managed to restain my laughter and just agreed, "Okay. I'll tell him."

Jacob found the story very amusing. We were both laughing pretty hard as a matter of fact. Little kids uckkk... they're adorable.

Another day this week I was sitting by the front desk (with nothing to do) and another little girl came up to me and introduced herself as Seanae. (Pronounced shaw-nay) She too, took an interest in my hands and observed, "Miss Ashley, you're nails are long," then added, "Can I break one off?"

Oh, children. Wonderful little monsters. I'm glad it's thursday. One more day of waste before a whole week at Girl's State. I think I'll be ready to go back to work after that.

Wonder if I have any stories to tell... after a big fight and months of silence, I called Dan a couple weeks or so ago and on Sunday he met me at my pool. He had his wisdom teeth removed last week so his one cheek was still a bit puffy but we managed to devour a good quantity of homemade chips and salsa between the two of us. The water was chilly so we didn't swim at first but instead opted for a long conversation about adding "ing" to every verb as you're doing it. For example, while one is running, one would announce "running." And should one run one's self too hard in heat and hence make one's self sick, one might announce "vomiting," as one vomited. It's very amusing, you see? The same conversation Nicolette and I had memorial day weekend. I'd thought Dan might find it amusing. And he did. We were stuck on it for an hour at least.

And then we decided that inanimate objects could be like Pokemon and say aloud what they are. Their attitudes change over time though. For instance, when a chair is first created it might have a certain happiness for existence and would exuberantly announce "chair!" But after awhile, when you sit in it, it might sort of sigh or grumble, "...chair.." However when put out for the garbage it would begin to worriedly cry, "chair! chair! CHAIR!!!"

Dan and I are a couple of silly geese. We still have a really strange mental connection, we discovered. I took the words out of his mouth a couple times and I asked my stepmom for the pool's address to give it to Dan just seconds before he texted me, asking for it. After conversing on chairs and the awkwardness of announcing things like "gossiping" and "sneaking," and whatnot, we took a walk to a local elementary school and followed a pair of rabbits all over the property for probably a half an hour. These bunnies... they didn't run, they just hopped a short distance away whenever Dan and I got close, nibbled some grass, hopped away, repeated the process. We named them Maude and Wilson. Wilson is not only a name BTW, it's also a verb and adjective meaning "chill" or "relax."

If you'd like to add Wilson to your vocabulary all you have to do is say things like this: Yo man, you need to Wilson. It could be worse. Or: I love my science teacher. She is just totally Wilson. Nothing bothers her.

Then after Wilson at the school, we went back and feasted on all the food my parents and the people at the pool had brought. I don't even know how many potstickers I ate. And lots of cream puffs for dessert. Dan decided to start something after dinner, swiping a mini beach ball off the deck and throwing it at me. This led to a peg-each-other-with-mini-beach-balls face off which started out on land and ended up being carried to the pool. We both had some good hits, though I'll admit that Dan has much better aim that I do. He hit me in the head more times than I could or would like to count.

Today was the first day that my arm hasn't been sore from throwing those stupid beach balls at Dan. It really hurt when I woke up Monday. Now I just hurt on the inside. I miss Jay :(

I think the next class is coming in soon. TTYL.