On Friday the roads were really bad and mum didn't want to come get me so I slept over Angelo's house and it was nice. Before bed Angelo threw me in the snow with a t-shirt and pants on and it was cold but I liked it.
Saturday morning Angelo woke me up at 10:20ish and we hung out for awhile then I made eggs and toast for breakfast. I thought the eggs kind of sucked, oh well. We're awesome and lazy so we hung out in the house all day and didn't do anything AT ALL but it was wicked fun.
Remember how when you were little your mom or dad laid on the floor, held your hands and put their feet on your belly then lifted you up in the air? Hahah, it's really fun. You should try it some time.
This morning Angelo woke me up again at 10:20 and then I made french toast. At 2 my mom came and got me. :( What a jerk.
Now I have nothing to do and mom wants me to shovel. I'll only do it if
a) She threatens to ground me all week
b) If she lets me go out later if I do a good job
c) If she pays me a lot
B is my favorite.
Now I'm gonna go mope around and do nothing for a wicked long time because it's so so so early in the afternoon.
TRY AND COME SAVE ME IN A FEW HOURS, PLEASE.