Drew is an idealist. Instead of exhaustively searching for obscure ways to make my person sound even the slightest bit interesting to a race apathetic and cadaverous, I've concluded one can gain a relatively accurate analysis of Drew and all that ensnares her, through the contents of this blog. It's all gravy here.
Purchased a giant eraser at the dollar store today. On top of the eraser, there was a stamp in capitalized, bold-faced letters that read, “FOR BIG MISTAKES”. Immediately upon viewing it at the store, I knew precisely what I’d use it for. I purchased the eraser, along with a bag of Hershey’s Kisses. I intend to remove one Kiss from the bag, partner it with the eraser, and finally pay a visit to a… very dear friend. Bestow my simplistic gift upon him, with the most forlorn, convincing puppy-dog eyes. This is the same individual mentioned in the post prior to this one.
Mind you, he’s a penchant for little witty gestures such as this. It’ll force a smile out of him, at the very least. Graciously providing me with opportunity to engage in peculiar conversation. Deviating from the usual and mindless, “Hi, how are things?” mer, mer, mer.
In other news, today was quite a success. I accomplished a terrific amount of work, and I laughed an overwhelming amount. Can’t really complain, can I?
