I seriously hate my damn neighbors!!! And for no particular reason I will need the following things:

-Can of gas

-Matches

-And, an air tight alibi.

-Oh, and an old priest and a young priest, but that's a seperate issue.

Meanwhile I have to start saving my money now. Why is that, you ask? Because in 2009 the Harry Potter theme park opens up in Orlando. Color me excited! I'll be there opening day with my fake lightning bolt scar and all! Take that losers!.........I haven't got much sleep lately, don't judge me.

Fun-a-thon 2007, here's what we did:

We celebrated our birthdays while we were together (We were supposed to be blowing out the candles but I was mad at the cake)

We went bowling and we all picked out the same ball. (I won) :)

We went out to dinner and ate spicy chili (well not really, but I find this picture to be amusing).

We watched a scary movie that scared us to death. (This is us after we passed out from fear)

Then we took one last picture and said goodnight. (To be fair, fun-a-thon was three days long but we only had the camera out yesterday, so this is all you get)

Several things to discuss.

1. Per my previous post I am now a poodle head because I got a perm. Well a body wave, but whatever. There first couple of days were pretty rough for me. Mostly because I looked like a poodle and that was not exactly what I was picturing. Meanwhile I have since been able to wash it and it has quite tamed down and I am enjoying it much more.

2. I am beyond thrilled that So You Think You Can Dance starts tonight. I love that show. I think it's my new favorite thing about summer....Mostly because I don't have a lot going on right now.

3. Remember how last year I was offering to give away some kittens? Just for kick let's say that the offer still stands. Brand new, never been used.....I don't want to talk about it....Stupid trampy cat.


That's all for now. Keep checking back, perhaps I will post picture of my new poodle hair. We shall see.

My new nickname: Poodle Head. Details to follow later.........Later when I've come to terms with said details.

Cute shoes? Or cleverly disguised torture device? While you decide, I'm going to go wash the blood off my feet.

Well, it's Springtime for Hillbillies in Pontiac. My extremely classy neighbors had some company this weekend. Surprisingly enough there was no loud blaring music. I mean there was plenty of country music, don't get me wrong. But it was kept at a reasonable volume for most of the weekend. I can only assume that won't last long though. There was plenty of hootin' and hollerin' however. Literally--lots of hollerin'. As well as a few yee haws.........And so it begins. Hillbilly season! Darn neighbors! Luckily for you, thus also begins my non-stop complaining. Don't act like you don't like it!

Oh and I lied about keeping you posted about the little neighbor girl. She did in fact come back several time asking me to play with her. However it has been several weeks since her last journey into my yard, so I think she has finally gotten the idea that I genuinely don't want to play.

And in other good news, I am looking forward to an impending visit from friends (and/or sibling)! Yay for friends! (and/or siblings)