toofs vs. hot pockets.

so, i'm sitting here eating a hot pokcet (ham and cheese, since you asked) and reflecting on current events. i've been having fun times. last night, while driving around i was all giddy and happy. it was like i was 15 again except then tony was driving and i was riding shotgun. this was rather late (at least for normal human beings, i'm aproximating 2 AM) and it was beautiful out. i saw some little children jump behind some trees and hide from me so i went around the block to see what they were doing. initially, they were frightened, but then i coaxed them out with candy. NO! i simply told them they were funny and then they came out to talk. it was three girl all seeming to be junior high aged. they were simply hiding from cars for fun and the house they were hiding at was one of the girl's (well, moreso her parents'). i drove on and laughed and was merry. spent a few more hours with misty, since she will soon be gone. aye, she leaves wednesday morning, for those of you who have yet to hear. hombre, we both (misty and myself) tried calling you repeatedly and i even went to your apartment, but you didn't answer the door when i knocked. i'm probably going camping tomorrow. yippee. i likes me some camping. for now, i must venture into the warm center of my second hot pocket (also ham and cheese since you asked) and fill my belly with the yummy goodness. ps: elise, call me, i've not been able to get ahold of you.