I Call ‘Em April Babies, Cuz They Fools
What up, boos! How was your April 1? Honestly, I’m not into the April Fools’ Day thang. Not only am I not a prankster, but I’m also a really bad liar. Y’all know too much about me and would catch on in a hot second. And maybe this is rude/mean/negative, but I’m rarely amused by other pranks. I’m awful, it’s fine. I blame MamaJ for the dry, sarcastic sense of humor. (My crudeness goes unaccounted for.)
Negative Nancy pants aside, I had a marvelous April 1! After yet another horrid night of sleep, I rolled out of bed for a refreshing breakfast:
I first had my English class, American Fiction Writers. We’re working on DeLillo’s Libra, and we talked about the first 30 pages for two hours. Amazingly, there is still so much to be uncovered within those few pages. It’s a bit of a challenging read, but I like that.
Having eaten cereal at 8:30am and getting out of class at noon, my hunger was right on time for my one-hour break. I packed it up before leaving my humble abode:
Although, I doubt the bread I ate in 3rd grade was Ezekiel. Alongside, I packed:
Oddly enough, I could finish only the sandwich and the cucumber. Saved the Fuj. What is going on with my appetite?
Then I dashed off to Magazine Practice class. In this, we actually create a magazine, Southeast Ohio, and publish it. It’s a requirement for all Scripps magazine majors, and I’m totally excited. I get HIGH off coming up with story ideas, brainstorming with writers, writing, editing, proofing, collaborating with designers…oh, everything about magazines. We had interviews for staff positions, and I think it went well. We’ll see!
Post-magazine musings, I headed to Media Ethics for 90 minutes. I could not sit still. It was far too beautiful and hot outside:
Let’s pause for a moment to examine this picture. First off, I keep it real with my Roots Canada backpack ‘urrday. Secondly, I need to work on self-tanner distribution. My legs are clearly tanner than the rest of me. OOPS. Major faux-pas. Third, from the straight line in my wrists, can you tell I was a cheerleader+dancer? Moving on.
For dinner, I joined Muffin and her little broskie for some Mexican deliciousness. I have had a serious craving for tortilla chips with a margarita for months. I don’t even remember the last time I had a marg. In fact, it had been so long that I forgot how huge they are:
For my entrée, I ordered vegetarian fajitas:
It was ridiculously good. I made a decent dent, but still had a lot left on the plates. The chips, though? Don’t doubt my abilities. Dominated.
I spent the rest of the night with Muffin and her bro, who rocked out my stunna shades:
Made me wish MattyRich were here!
I also had a capella practice for a short hour, but joined the kids afterward. Now I’m heading to bed! Must get up early to read a play in time for my 11am class. I haven’t had a Friday class in at least a year! Someone’s been very spoiled.
I wish you all the most incredible Fridays! Much love!
Ciao for now,
QUESTION: What’s your sense of humor like? Who do you find funny/ not funny?
As I stated above, I have a dry, sarcastic sense of humor. Oh, and I find crude things to be hilarious sometimes, too. (As if you couldn’t already tell—see every “ball” reference.) I adore British comedies (Calendar Girls, for example), mocumentaries (Drop Dead Gorgeous) and also lighter/guy comedies like The Hangover and Wedding Crashers. People who crack me up every time are Chelsea Handler, Jim Gaffigan, David Sedaris and MamaJ. And Weezy. (And re-reading this, it sounds like an eHarmony profile.)
P.S. Post title can be found in Lil’ Wayne’s Mr. Carter.
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