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I have to build another landing pad. The "Leap Into The Void" is ready to happen. I have to tell Barbara. My brother gets his own room tomorrow. I get to move all my stuff into the basement.
I've solved it. I couldn't figure out a way to pad my landing from the science building. Cardboard boxes are the way to go. I went through the trash cans at school next to the cafeteria for two hours, and I picked out all the drink boxes I could find. The kind that come with the little sharp straw that you poke into the box for a refreshing juice beverage.
I got three trashbags full, and I tested them by throwing my brother's television out of our room onto my prototype receptacle (it's got a papier mache shell covered with foam rubber, and it's filled with drink boxes). I didn't throw the TV far enough, so it kind of missed the target.
I tried again with my dad's computer monitor (a thirteen- inch VGA Sony), and the monitor hit the target and survived intact! It doesn't work anymore, though. My mom wasn't too happy when she came home. I said that Mike watches too much TV anyway, but she said all these things about respecting the property of others and needing to learn responsibility. Now I have to start taking Ritalin again. |
| | Posted 6/1/2001 3:04 AM - 37 Views - 8 eProps - 6 comments
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