the lady who criticized the fab five is going to endland and i'm so jealous. england and scotland. she's going on a bus tour with 48 of the best friends she hasn't met yet. and then i remember that i have no money. we can barely afford to go to md let alone cross the big blue ocean.
every friday the upstairs people bring their dogs to work, but this week it's a day early. right now the dogs are barking at the vacuum cleaner. this brings me to the problem of mrs. whatsit. what to do with her when we leave. do you think she could guard the bank. she's getting really good at biting people. annie says we should get a little carrying case and bring her with us. hmm.
mary and i have noticed that a lot of planes have been rerouted to bangor with dangerous passengers. mary said that we would be less missed up here if we blew up (note that bar harbor is not all that close to bangor). but then we decided it was good to disorient folks who'd never heard of bangor. i mean really, unless you watched that show about bangor that was really filmed in vancouver because bangor has NO sky scrapers you'd never have heard of it. oh, the dead zone. it was called the dead zone. i remembered. today it was 20 british folks heading to a bachelor party in las vegas that ended up in a bangor court. can you think of any place less vegasy than bangor?
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