the wrong side of the bed
Friday, May 07, 2004
best friends forever
the little boy who comes to my girl scout troop drew a picture for me today. i was helping the girls cut things, so he drew me holding scissors. i asked if he could draw himself, too. he did. it looks like we might be holding hands, but since i know what the picture was before, i know that i am actually about to cut his hand off with the aforementioned scissors. underneath he wrote "your my fired!" i believe he means that i am his friend, however, given the damage i am about to do to his hand, perhaps he is meaning to fire me.
11:44 PM
