MORE CLOWNING!
Today we went outside, what a wonderful adventure. Today my clown mostly stayed with the group, still trying to be friends with Jane. She stole a balloon and traded it for something from Keethan’s clown. Then she ran around and climbed things and pretended to be invisible. On the way back to class she found a bunch of papers and hid them in her shirt as her version of cleaning up.
The next day she went out into the world with James. They went on adventures and snuck around and then acted like adults. My clown instead of talking makes farting noises which I feel is the equivalent to all of the shit that comes out of people’s mouths. She’s subverting the hierarchical structure and infiltrating the commodes of the man. Also she lost her whistle and that made her sad but James did a funeral for it and she loud cried without tears, and then we through a mitt in the river the next time and gave it a funeral as well and it was sad but funny. I think this is the most emotion I’ve felt at a funeral. Most just make me feel slightly disgusted. And then James and her returned to the class and I found a new whistle and I just sat down on a spinny chair and spun for a while because she felt sad and was adjusting to a new thing I guess. But then James came back and we went on another adventure and scared the geese and rolled down the hill in front of Hagey Hall and then ran up SCH and she tried to be invisible but someone knew me and said my name and it was someone I hadn’t seen since highschool and she just looked a me weird and kept going and I went back to being invisible and then James and my clown ate some sticks and then we wandered our way back to class.




