♪: breakfast at tiffany's

Today has been one eventful day. Very boss. Oh, I have some stories to tell you.

Ichi - Dude, walk yonder!
Cricket - *silence*
Ichi - Hahahaha. I just said something mature with some teenage slang. Ironic.
Cricket - Aw. You hang around me too much. It's like a little part of me with you trying to get out.
Ichi - *laughs and busts out her phone, writing down the conversation. after she finishes writing* Well. I done the best I could with what I remembered.

Ichi - I haven't been this stupid high in a long time.
Cricket - *stares blankly at Ichi and then reaches for her arm* Come. Let's frolic.

Deciding to frolic with my wand/stick/sit&spin (Tina), we agreed to mess with the cows next door. So, after feeding the ducks, we go directly to the fence. I egged the cows on, tapping their fence with the wand/stick/sit&spin; Cricket blew bubbles at them and the cows looked fucking amazed (little worlds!).

As they were huddled, a tad closer than they are in the picture, I jog a few steps up with my arms raised and go, "BLLLEHHHHH."
They scattered. It was hilariousssssss.

*Walking past a boat*
Ichi - Cricket, go take a ride in the boat on your pond. I'll take a picture.
Cricket - No.... I think it has a hole in it.
Ichi - So?
Cricket - Then you do it.
Ichi - *angry expression* No. Fuck you. You would let me die.


This is boss shit.

ps - Cricket Sophomore year (or Freshman?)!


She's in a trash can, haha.

pss - figured out my new blog nickname: Mr 500!
LONG story, but it's funny and sad that I don't know my math skills.