Borax is not cool...
I saw Narnia on friday with michelle and it was REALLY good. It made me happy. Sledding was fun too, while it lasted. I can't wait for Erin's party today. It promises to be fun. Skiing yesterday was cold and my feet were numb the majority of the time. Grandma wanted to know how I could walk around the house barefoot, but after the numb coldness, the mild warmish coldness of the floor was quite an improvement. I am writing a story but I will probably never finish it. I'll write a couple of chapters and draw a couple pictures and decide that the story is too stupid and nobody would probably be interested in reading it... ever. That's how it usually goes anyway. Oh, how truthful edward gorey was when he wrote THe Unstrung Harp. That man is a genius... I don't care who says otherwise. I slight tremor of panic washed over me the other day when I realised how much college is going to cost me. Dad emailed me saying he finally got my letter. THat is good because it was really thick and there were a couple cds in there which worked still when he got them. I worked on my scrapbook yesterday... but I don't know why anyone would care to know that. "The way to really creep someone out is to start putting on a black glove and say 'I think its time for you to leave.'"...the humor of the ski team. My cats hate eachother and it makes me sad.