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Thursday, April 21, 2005


   "Tell me all your thoughts on God/
'Cause I'd really like to meet her/ Ask her why we're who we are..." - Dishwalla (Counting Blue Cars)
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Another oldie, but a goodie. And sure, that's the first thing I'D ask God. Right after the questions that are on my essay exam for Phil of Rel.! I'm starting to go batty here! I've got nine days. That's enough time to read pretty much my entire textbook and come up with at least three more original thoughts on the subject, isn't it? I guess we'll find out, eh? *sigh* That's the last time I take a class about THAT!

Anyways, I've discovered that poverty balloons are still fun! Oh, sorry, a poverty balloon is a helium balloon that is filled with an amount of helium that is nearly cancelled out by the weight of the string tied to it. We call 'em poverty balloons because our boss claims that helium is expensive and there isn't enough petty cash to cover the cost. Yah right! Haha! So, anyways, You take a black marker and draw a little face on the balloon and then give it a smack so it floats around the store at eye level. I gave mine a little talking bubble that said 'Hi, my name is Steve!' (or something like that.) Every now and then I'd hear somebody crack up and go 'What the heck is that?!' See? Work can be fun! Just don't tell the boss we were using up priceless helium. Bah hah!!

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