Dear Mr. Diary,
The last time we got together was the last time we got together. Heh heh...
Uh--yes--well moving on to the matter at hand - not foot! Heh...
Ahem! I was telling you about the funny thing that happened to me
and the actions I took to respond to said funny thing.
About how I sat at my drawing table staring at Mr. bristol and I
couldn't think of a funny thing to write, etc.
And then about how I sketched/doodled a funny face and then a second
funny face and that neither of them was able to inspire me to write
something funny, etc.
Well I did dare to sketch/doodle a third funny face.
After I sketched/doodled the third funny face
I looked at it for what seemed like an eternity-
it was only for a second or a little less.
And then it hit me - not what funny something to write-
but rather the laughter and then more laughter.
I just laughed and laughed for almost an hour.
This time it was for 56 minutes and 3 seconds.
After the laughter and/or laughter the after.
I stared at Mr. bristol, but, alas, I still could not
think of something funny to write.
I had sketched/doodled 3 funny faces and had laughed
and laughed and laughed. But that was all I did.
I still could not think of a funny thing to write.
I gave some serious thought to sketch/doodling yet a fourth funny face.
Could this be the answer or did the answer lie elsewhere?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.............................
Until the next time,
C. A. Toone
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