Memo: So I feel badly (don't ask me why, I dunno) that I haven't updated in forever, so I was trying to do so now, but it got all dumb and self pitying and lame. ICK! So I deleted all of it but for the sake of whatever brand of honesty I follow, I just thought I'd letcha know....whatever....moving on....

I HATE ASPARAGUS!!!!!

I do, however, seem to enjoy tennis, if todays tennis lesson can be any judge. There is something in me that gets a huge sense of pleasure from mercilessly smacking the fuck out of fuzzy little balls.... That said, so far I suck at tennis. Those who know me should not be surprised. Nor should it surprise you that in spite of my suckitude, I am raising tennis to a new level: the level of interpretive dance.

Oh! I'm getting a tatoo! anyone know how expensive those things are? I haven't had time to shop around, besides, Daddy hasn't decided what its going to be yet, and I wanna get the right man/woman for the job. You heard me correctly: my Daddy is choosing my tattoo. Mom gets to choose where I put it. I didn't want her to feel left out. I'll admit that, as Daddy pointed out, it is rather odd to have your daddy choose your tattoo. But then, as I pointed out, I am rather odd too. But I think it'll be cool to have something burned into my skin to remind me of my daddy. After all he's sixty and diabetic so.....basically, I feel like everyone I know is either going to die or leaving for college. I want a puppy......

And I ALMOST got one. I have been campaigning for half a year now. It hasn't worked. However, I have made minor progress by the only means proven to get you what you want in my house: bawling your pathetic little eyes out. No, I didn't mean to. (I HATE to cry. Esp. in front of pple.) I was just bummed, cuz me Dad had been in the hospital, me wee cousin lads just left, and I said goodbye to me lovely Panda Bear for the last time b4 she went away. After crying in the kitchen (woah, the last two times I've cried have been in the kitchen....) Mum said to throw an i-ching. We did, and the i-ching basically gave me two thumbs up.....I still don't have a puppy. As far as my mom is concerned, two dogs are for rich people. Count on Mom to choose this one issue to be practical, when in all other things she is as practical as a tapdancing moose. I love my Mom. Really....I do.....seriously....I know you think I'm joking but.....yeah.....

And now....some pictures!!!!!