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If you could look like anything...anything at all....what would you look like? I'd be the wind. ...........It's easy to be someone's friend when all you need is someone to console you. It's much harder to be there for them when they're happy all the time. .............Even when I say nothing, it's a beautiful use of negative space.



























Blind Eyes Closed
 
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
 
Gannett 6 Jeff has been having a field day with warning Summer, Nancy, Tom (his roomate), and me. So to get him back we warned him up to 93% until he couldn't sign back on again, and figured we had to do one more thing. Naturally, we went to Laura's room to prank call him. When we called, Jeff wasn't there, and we played sound files for Tom instead. I said, "So Tom, is there any cool prank we can play on Jeff instead?" And he said, "Well, you could do something to his bed..."

So, naturally, I bolted to his room.

My first idea was to take off his sheets and re-make the bed with only his blankets, but when I took off his blankets, I had them in my arms in the hall talking to Laura and Sara, and when they left around the bend, laura yelled "Jeff's coming!" So I bolted with all of his stuff down the back stairs and went to Sam's room to drop them off. When I came back upstairs I went to Summer's room and told her what I did, and we IMed Tom to see if Jeff was gone. He said he was, so we went back to Gannett.

Tom said that Jeff had a hissy-fit when he got back and yelled "when I get back from basketball this bed better be made!" and left. So, naturally, we took his mattress, put it in the Gates bathroom, and went to Sam's to get his sheets and blankets. We took them back up to his room and I re-made his bed without the mattress (after all, he didn't specify that he wanted his bed made WITH the mattress), and Summer and I moved it to her room away from the window. And then we took pictures with Tom's digicam, so we have it all on film.

Jeff is going to shit in his pants when he gets back, and I'm waitin' fo rit.

This was, by far, the best hour's alternative to math homework ever.


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