Smells like celery...
Welp, it's come to my attention that my day-to-day tends to amuse the throngs of individuals who participate in Renee's Story Time *cough* and therefore, I will use the potentially constructive hours of my day to waste recounting my goings-ons... That being said, on with the show. Everyday, I bus for an hour to school. Ironically enough, I live less than 20 minutes away from my school, but the theory behind the extra time according to my mother is something along the lines of gas, or Jesus... maybe gassy Jesus...moving on... Everyday, for the most part , something amusing happens within that hour on the bus. Whether it's the over zealous Universal-Pagan-Mystery-Man, He-Man Woman-Hating Muslim Senior, or Bingo Lady, that hour everyday generally proves to be worth every minute. Today, for example. All Girls Field Trip Day! Ah yes. The little ladies of L'Academie Jeanne D'arc were on the road today. I initially assumed they were heading to Mooneys Bay. After passing t...
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Cruel and unusual, in fact.