Time for some prose, eh?
So about that poem. Does noone understand that its about a guy holding an iron and wondering if he ought to drop it? Just, you know, wondering, cuz by the comments it seemed doubtful.
Anyway, I've been mulling over my schedule next semester and the radio program will probably be sometime late afternoon on wednesday or thursday, something like that. Just para tu informacion.
Also, I want the world to know that I LOVE FOOD!
Yeah, which is why I'm so psyched about Uptacks rents comin in this weekend, good food for everyone, including me. I'm sure Nate will be able to come up with some amazing poem about pepperoni bread, but until then you must deal with my lack of poetry.
Cuz I am no poet, by any stretch.
leahciM
posted by Mike @ 4:06 PM
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6 Comments:
Huh, so I was thinking... what would this blog do if I, or Skippy or Alex for that matter, didn't read it? It would die. Yes, die. But since I love y'all so much, I shall sustain it.
Food is indeed wonderful, but what the heck is 'Uptacks rents'? I feel so completely lost...
P.S.- Michael, remember to give Jags 'When God Writes Your Love Story.' I want my book back!! =)
Uptack is Nahan's little nickname for Concepta.
Yay Italians!
leahciM
oh.
Oye, don't be so enthusiastic.
leahciM
Hmm, don't Ken & big Al have their talk show wednesday afternoons? Ya might want to have yours Thursday just to sorta break up the week. What's pepperoni bread anyway? Sounds like imitation pizza to me.
Haha sorry. *awkward turtle* (the real one, of course. Not the quadriplegic version)
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