Sleepover! ah and CAT ATTACKS!
Ahhh the joys of sleepover's.
So our basketball team decided to have a "Team Bonding Night". (Not bondage night all you sicko's!) There's a time and a place ok...geeeez...so continuing with the story...
It was fun all around -
so i get tired and zonk out at 2am...to me this is not a decent hour, so sleep sleep sleep and then wow, its 4:50 am and I need to pee. Then I realize everyone is still awake! AND I HAVE NO EYEBROWS! AHHHHHHHHHHH! haha just kidding that would suck so bad, but people are awake and watching Titanic or whatever the heck it was and then I go pee. I go back to bed and wake up at 8:30am and realize there's like 4 people still up. CRAZY! These sleeping patterns are strange to me. Do teens my age really stay up that...early? bahhh i need sleep. and apples...cuz apples have carbs...brain needs apples. Oh the fatkins squirrell, how funny t'was.
Well Leanne's life is well and I must say I feel this overwhelming sense of joy and love and compassion for others. Gag Gag Gag yea I know "Oooo kayyy" right? Whatever You can't stop me! I'm a mean,lean lovin machine, and I've got stockings of joy and...ok I'm stopping now, the point is It's happy time in my world. So spread the love! Ok thats it i promise!
I think I may go to bed early but before I do, I must mention this story because it is funny to me. At the sleepover, Nicole has a kitten named Rascal. Kittens in particular like strings yarn etc...this includes drawstrings...hanging from PJ pants...over those "special places". ~Stop now if this is wiggin you out lol~
I say "hey guys this'll be funny watch this!" So I proceed to spread my legs and hula dance with the hip swivel. In turn the PJ draw strings sway about. Then all of a sudden, Rascal aka: crazy ass tsunami kitty, bolts from under the couch and rockets itself claw first into my "designated parking area". Luckily the biker spandex under managed to act as a semi shield barrier. What happens next? I say,
"Hey Christina, get your camera, let's see if we can get that in an action shot!" Lo and behold we tried, but kitty lost interset and found joy in an IGA plastic bag. So thats that and a story in my life, of strings and things.
So good night to all,
~Leanne
So our basketball team decided to have a "Team Bonding Night". (Not bondage night all you sicko's!) There's a time and a place ok...geeeez...so continuing with the story...
It was fun all around -
so i get tired and zonk out at 2am...to me this is not a decent hour, so sleep sleep sleep and then wow, its 4:50 am and I need to pee. Then I realize everyone is still awake! AND I HAVE NO EYEBROWS! AHHHHHHHHHHH! haha just kidding that would suck so bad, but people are awake and watching Titanic or whatever the heck it was and then I go pee. I go back to bed and wake up at 8:30am and realize there's like 4 people still up. CRAZY! These sleeping patterns are strange to me. Do teens my age really stay up that...early? bahhh i need sleep. and apples...cuz apples have carbs...brain needs apples. Oh the fatkins squirrell, how funny t'was.
Well Leanne's life is well and I must say I feel this overwhelming sense of joy and love and compassion for others. Gag Gag Gag yea I know "Oooo kayyy" right? Whatever You can't stop me! I'm a mean,lean lovin machine, and I've got stockings of joy and...ok I'm stopping now, the point is It's happy time in my world. So spread the love! Ok thats it i promise!
I think I may go to bed early but before I do, I must mention this story because it is funny to me. At the sleepover, Nicole has a kitten named Rascal. Kittens in particular like strings yarn etc...this includes drawstrings...hanging from PJ pants...over those "special places". ~Stop now if this is wiggin you out lol~
I say "hey guys this'll be funny watch this!" So I proceed to spread my legs and hula dance with the hip swivel. In turn the PJ draw strings sway about. Then all of a sudden, Rascal aka: crazy ass tsunami kitty, bolts from under the couch and rockets itself claw first into my "designated parking area". Luckily the biker spandex under managed to act as a semi shield barrier. What happens next? I say,
"Hey Christina, get your camera, let's see if we can get that in an action shot!" Lo and behold we tried, but kitty lost interset and found joy in an IGA plastic bag. So thats that and a story in my life, of strings and things.
So good night to all,
~Leanne