Raspberry iced tea.
Is it raspberry iced tea, or rasberry ice tea? Oh hell! How should I know, hmmm. I might look it up, but probably not. In the background Brett Baier is talking about a high speed chase. Not of much interest. I just finished off some of those new mini chicken buffalo ranch burger things, and they were pretty tasty. Oh how I love Jack in the Box! I fear if I keep on eating there I will get fat. Alex doesn't like to think about the thought of her being obese. Alex likes to speak in third person?
I've also been reading the Fourtune-Telling: BOOK OF NAMES, picking out my future children's names. I like Ainsley, Anne, Molly, Alice, Caroline, Madeleine, and Eleanor for girls. For boys I like Caiden, Brooks, Derek, John, Damien, Eric, Grayson, Dawson, and Evan. But, by the time I'm pregnant I think I'll have changed my mind. What I do hate though is those Suburban house wives who name their children modern names. Oh, how I hate modern names!
Gabriel, Brigitta's cat is a sexy piece of man cat! Hmm, I think I went too far there. Now they're televising a rocket-ship launch?
Agh! The man driving the car in the car chase was killed! The coppers shot at 'im, and he ran over a police man with his car. Poor police man.
Okay, I'm totally out of it, and this entry isn't very interesting, so I'm going to skidattle, skidaddal, skidattal? Did I leave one out? I'll never know the correct spelling... unless I look it up.. which I wont.