Today I wore my Crocs to work. I thought it was weird. They are weird. But I like them. I like being a hippie sometimes. Jocelyn hates them. I shouldn’t wear them when she’s around. I’ll have to remember that. I also dropped my new phone. Good thing I got that screen cover when I did. It survived with dignity. Ooh. I love my piece of torn paper that says “You Are” on it. It’s so intriguing. I have no idea what it means. But a very special person gave it to me. So I like it all the more. And I’m tired. I need a nap. Naps are for wussy’s. But I don’t care. I’d rather get a good sleep and be called a wussy, then be tired and... and… whatever. I love my music.
n.j.
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Yes, Nate. Very random. But, random can be good.
And I don't like Crocs either. Yet I wear them. I hate mine so much I end up wearing them several times a week. In my defense: they're just so conducive to rural living.
Don't mind Joc; I know you look...stunning....in them. Very hip, bro.
Haha.
your funny. i like your random writing. so simple. so easy to read. so easy to relate to. i wish everyone would write that way sometimes. :)
i agree...even though crocs aren't the hottest shoes around, somehow they rock. I don't know...i don't think they are very beautiful....but i wear them too. lol. :)
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