Head Stands

I have been feeling incredibly coy lately. I just want to play pranks. This is very out of character, as I rarely want to interact with other humans, let alone share a chuckle with them! But I have found myself reaching for the light switch in the Math lab bathrooms more than once the last couple days, waiting for all the disgruntled women to continue their airy farts in the dark. How funny!

I carried around a zucchini the size of a toddler yesterday, which might have heightened my excitement. I could have put it in my bag but I made the excuse that all of my pens would nip it and things would generally be unruly. I wanted to be the girl weilding the baby size vegetable, bopping about campus. Boy did I do it!

I think I might need a boyfriend, as most of my best friends have them, thus I cannot call them at all hours of the day, to entice them with things like a "Yogurt Party!" as a way to clean out my fridge before it smells like the dead people in there have progressed even further with their decay.

I have taken to standing on my head lately, with my knees resting on my elbows. I've gotten quite good at it, and it takes up a considerable amount of my time allotted to "boredom" what with the lag time of waiting to feel my face again once I resurface. It's really quite a rush. Just like all the people in the cities, getting their rocks off in the middle of their living room floor. Aren't we frivolous?!