The only thing is, I am currently bringing new meaning to the term ‘redhead’. Here’s a hint: It has nothing to do with my hair. From my forehead down to the bottom of my nose, I am again sunburnt. I don’t know why that’s all that got hit. It’s not like I was doing that creepy thing crocodiles do (though it looks that way). I mean, I do need to breathe so my head was in fact entirely above water for significant periods of time. Does my jaw repel UV rays? For some reason that seems unlikely.
Otherwise, I spent the day hanging out with some of my parents’ friends and their daughter. It’s the strangest thing. Their daughter is sixteen and for some reason, she seems to think that I’m cool. Dork, nerd, funny, sarcastic, these are words I’m used to. Cool? Qu’est ce que what? I have to wonder, what is this coolness? I definitely didn’t have it in grade school, really didn’t have it in middle school, didn’t inherit it in high school. Does one grow coolness? Did I buy it somewhere and I’m just not aware? Is it something I ate today? What did I eat today? Ricotta? Is ricotta cheese the secret to coolness?
I also played with their dog. She likes biting my hands. It’s pretty entertaining. Meeko however, is pretty pissed off. I can’t believe it. The dog has to weigh about two pounds... at the most. I can pick her up with one hand and barely know I’m holding her. Meeko is sixteen pounds, you need two hands to pick him up and the flub flows over your arms. Big kitty. Well, my big kitty spent the day hiding from that tiny ass little dog. Meeko could have sat on her and all disputes would have ceased. From what I hear, the dog didn’t even bark at my cat, she just sniffed at him. Meeko truly has been hanging around me too long. I now scratch like a cat and he’s apparently inherited my anti-social behaviour.
Pretty fun day actually. Tomorrow should be fun too. I’m baking a cake and later, my unnamed prof is coming over for tea.
Lauren.
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