Friday 8-30-91

I really can’t write about food, so I’ll just bore you with some of the typical happenings in my life.  Today, in third hours, my mom called yet again to tell me to come straight home from school.  I’m not sure if she just thinks I’m out-and-out deaf, or I just have a short memory span or what.  I mean, she tells me the same thing every morning and every afternoon.  Anyway…this should be an interesting weekend.  I’m going bowling and everywhere else within driving distance.  Watch out Baton Rouge, here I come!