I guess I'll be honest.
This week, totally not as exciting as like, last week. Like the last two weeks. Well, I mean, this week is pretty exciting too, but I guess in a different way. In the kind of way that it's back to the normal grind of life kind of exiting way. If that makes sense? Does that make sense? I don't really think it does. My brain isn't back to normal thought processing time yet.
Last week was Vacation Week and Dyl and the fam and I went to Maui for a vacation kind of birthday thing. That was really fun! I was at the beach pretty much every day and dad embarrassed me continually by being, you know, dad-like. And Dylan flirted with every girl in sight. And I got a tan which is awesome because I'm a freakish pale monstrosity usually so this is good.
And I made friends with a parrot!
Dylan was way more excited about that than I was.
But now it's back to filming and I'm pretty excited because we have some awesome episodes and Debby's happy because she's in a lot of them and Brenda's excited because she's going to Fiji and it's her vacation time and isn't in these eps anyway. But all around, good times. Just not so much with the parrot on my head. I'm kind of terrified that it laid eggs in my head and any day now I'm going to turn into a parro SQUAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWKK
No, just kidding.
Is it just me or are there a lot of birthdays in August? I love not being sixteen anymore. Happy birthday to Demi! And happy belated to Joe and all that. I'm pretty sure I saw you at your party but that was kind of a big deal and I mean I was drunk so I really don't remember
So. Dylan's starting to get his groove back but we need to think of fun ways to help him out. I hate seeing him all lame and unmotivated and not into having fun. Ideas? Come on, you're both geniuses. Use your brains.
And no, Brenda, you can't beat anyone up. Also: no more drag.