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i had sooo much fun at the centennial meet! oh man. the meet its self went really well and i pred in all of my events...that really made me happy, though it did kinda suck running the open 400 with people who ran ridiculously fast times. but at least i wasn't last. second to last. YES! other then that it was just alot of fun hanging out with amelia, josh, marist (am i spelling that right?) and then making fun of hunter with tyler and denny. the ride home was pretty crazy too-it consisted mainly of stripping in the back seat, and screaming the lyrics to bad music. oh yeah and stuffing ourselves with wendys at 10:00. soooo much fun. we should more of these kind of invitationals.
and one of my favorite goats kidded last night! she had two adorable little boys. they are both black-which is kinda funny seeing as she is all white...
I've done myself an impossible crime,
Had to paint myself a hole,
And fall inside,
If it's far enough in sight and rhyme,
I get to wear another dress,
And count in time,
Oh, won't you do me the favor, man,
Of a giving mind,
A polymorphing opinion here,
And your vague outline,
I'll find myself another burning gate,
A pretty face, a vague idea I can't relate,
And this is get what you get for pulling pins,
Out of the hole,
Inside the hole you're in,
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars,
Of a blind man's bike,
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind,
On the rolling mind,
They want you to decide,
Eventually, it happens,
Some gather on one side,
With all their pearly snapping,
They close the basement door,
It sets our teeth to chatter,
You never saw it before,
But now that hardly matters,
You're old enough, boy,
Too many summers you've enjoyed,
So spin the wheel,
We'll set you up with some odd convictions,
Because you're finally golden, boy,