Easy Mac has the most disgusting smell.
And Andrew is absolutely obsessed with it. That poor, poor soul.
Right now my family is having a yard sale. Woo-hoo. But I think Andrew and I will get some of the profit from it because we were out there working for a little bit. So that's good. I haven't been outside for about 35 minutes so I don't know how business is going. But there was some good business earlier. Of course, yard sales are very cheap, so I don't know how much money we'll get.
And if you haven't noticed, my layout is now somewhat normal. The orange and blue wasn't working for me either.
I need to upload my four Star Wars fanfictions on to fanfiction.net because my three-day waiting period is now over.
Last night I had a dream that involved George W. Bush somehow. I think I was in a car with him or something. I don't quite remember.
And I am making a lot of short paragraphs because I don't have much to say. Oh, except I have lost of mosquito/other insect bites because bugs find me tasty, apparently.
Quote of the Day:
"Remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets."
--Spongebob, from an episode of Sponebob Squarepants