Popcorn

Yesterday was a very fun time- for the first time in my whole entire life, I learned how to catch popcorn in my mouth! They hit the ceiling, then somehow managed to land in my mouth. I caught thirteen of them, and then everyone except me realized how the popcorn was burnt and it had to be thrown out. They were just jealous of my popcorn catching skills. (cough cough) Yeah. Sure.
Today is Sunday, and I realized the beauty of Saturdays, because Sunday is just a day made to taunt you. Giggling and telling us to enjoy it now, because tomorrow is the beginning of a whole. New. Week.
Joy.
Sunday always has seemed like a day that shouldn't be there, like Saturday was the only real weekend and Sunday was an excuse to have seven days in a week. If Saturday and Wednesday were the days off, the world would be in perfect balance. No, wait. If there were more Harry Potter books, and the third Penderwick was out right now, and people weren't mean for the sake of being mean, and I could catch twenty pieces of poporn in my mouth in a row, my life should be perfectly perfect.
Wouldn't yours?

Diolouge for Sunday, August 30, 2009:

Evelyn: You told me you got it on a dig down in Thebes!
Johnathan: Yes, well, I was mistaken.

Evie: You lied to me!
Jonathan: I lie to everyone, what makes you so special?
Evelyn: I am your sister!
Jonathan: Yes, well, that just makes you more gullible.

-The Mummy, 1999 film

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/The_Mummy_(1999_film)