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Sneaky has never been so wonderful
Apr. 18th, 2005 08:14 amI went to the archery range to practice yesterday. No, really, I did. Honest. I most certainly did not tell my dad that I needed the truck to go Onondaga Lake Park Archery Range and then take off in the opposite direction to visit ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
neko_quinn at work under the pretense of buying a pretzel.
(Wal-Mart carries guns. Lots of them. But when you ask for arrows, the guy behind the gun counter will look at you like you're either crazy or a criminal but probably both and then carefully explain, as if to a child, that they don't carry arrows. You'll roll your eyes and bemoan the fact that you can't perpetuate your cycle of meaningless violence for the day and walk away to buy some embroidery needles.)
( Cut for gratuitous mention of bikinis, PDA's, and three hour walks )
And after all that? I went home, took two Benadryl, and fell over.
[ETA: Got the highest grade in the class on my Criminal Justice test- go me. Grade still wasn't that high- not go me. I only got a B. Phooey... but what do I expect? I've been so busy studying for chemistry that I totally forgot we had a test in CRJ and I didn't read the last chapter. B ain't bad for winging it. Anyway, twenty minutes until chemistry, so I'm going to go kill time in Ferrante.
Dammit, this skirt means I can't collapse on the floor in front of the classroom.]
neko_quinn at work under the pretense of buying a pretzel. (Wal-Mart carries guns. Lots of them. But when you ask for arrows, the guy behind the gun counter will look at you like you're either crazy or a criminal but probably both and then carefully explain, as if to a child, that they don't carry arrows. You'll roll your eyes and bemoan the fact that you can't perpetuate your cycle of meaningless violence for the day and walk away to buy some embroidery needles.)
( Cut for gratuitous mention of bikinis, PDA's, and three hour walks )
And after all that? I went home, took two Benadryl, and fell over.
[ETA: Got the highest grade in the class on my Criminal Justice test- go me. Grade still wasn't that high- not go me. I only got a B. Phooey... but what do I expect? I've been so busy studying for chemistry that I totally forgot we had a test in CRJ and I didn't read the last chapter. B ain't bad for winging it. Anyway, twenty minutes until chemistry, so I'm going to go kill time in Ferrante.
Dammit, this skirt means I can't collapse on the floor in front of the classroom.]
