It reminded me of a funny story. We were in eighth grade science class learning the difference between organic and inorganic... the concepts in general. Someone whispered a question to a friend.
"No, the sun's not organic."
(a couple students snicker)
"Right, but... what is the sun made of?"
(someone says plasma, but no one knows what plasma is)
"The sun is made of superheated gasses—mostly hydrogen and helium," our teacher says.
"Oh," says my classmate in a flash of inspiration, "is that why the sun goes down at night, because it runs out of helium?"
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^^ get a life. or a blog.
nobody thinks you're clever.
"A little bit of spelling's great, especially when you've got nothing else going for you."
I wonder if Tramaine likes abalone in jade sauce.
Oh wait, no one will get that but me.
Tramaine wouldn't even get it. She'd just be really offended.
p.s. My dad said he wasn't sure that he knew how to spell "abalone." So... that narrows it down.
Well, it's getting late... I should probably go.
Something about that last sentence strikes me as New Age.
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