I had not written back to someone in awhile, and I came up with this list -- and I am slightly proud of it.
1. I was trapped under a bookcase. I was reaching for the volume of T
hings Very Heavy That Would Throw off the Balance of Everything. And what do you know, it did.
2. My roommate's dog ate my homework.
3. I was attacted by an irate mall shopper at work. They whipped me with tinsel. I have intense fear of things shiny now.
4. Fell asleep, a la Rip van Winkle.
5. Ran away with a circus performer named Klaus. I have still not figured out what he does exactly, swords or flames or bendy things.... but oh how I have a weakness for the handlebar mustache.
6. Became a nun. All of that Catholic guilt I was raised with was finally too much, I gave it up years ago, but it came after me with a holy vengance. Plus I look damn fine in a wimple.
7. Egg nog poisoning. Too much eggy. Next time stick with just the nog.
8. Won the part of muggle extra #12 for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Have to practice looking British. They think I am. A little lying on a resume never hurt anyone, right George W?
9. Was locked up in Guantanamo for previous statement.
10. Agent over heard me singing in the car. Starting a mall tour to promote new teen sensation album. The first single out is, "Don't be dumb cause it makes you look pretty."