Gotta Get This Log Out

Today, afte r many many hours of classes and practicum, after a low sleep, high activity, high energy, emotionally and spiritually draining north end girls retreat at LBE, I was talking to some girls from school and Cher said her practicum log for the week was 5 pages long. Jody said "That's a big log"
THAT'S A BIG LOG.
I tried not to giggle, but the smirk came and then I was laughing, Jody started laughing too, but I thought she thought I was laughing about how she accidentally hit me with her backpack when turning to get on the bus. So finally I calmed down enough to tell her about the whole canoe trip log thing. How we kept saying stuff about our logs (which was really a log book, that we wrote down every event and hilarity of the trip). Someone would usually say after we talked about the log book "Hey, does anyone else think about poo when you say log?"
Anyways, I warned the girls that they were going to think I was very immature when they heard why I was laughing so hard. It turned out that was what Jody was laughing at too. She said she hadn't meant to say it, but the second it came out of her mouth she regretted it.
We laughed some more about poo on the crowded bus.


On a side note: This will be my last post for quite some time, just guarding you against further disappointment of coming here and finding the same post