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What Rejected Crayon Are You?
I am a rejected crayon. *sigh*. Life is hard. On slightly better news, cherries are on sale! Yay! I love cherries. I talk about food a bunch, don't I... Oh well. I think that I will search for some baking soda later today. I haven't made a rocket in a while and I wanted to experiment with fire and tonic water. Hmmm. Pretty day outside. Neighbors are listening to what my mum calls "thump-thump" music and being generally annoying. But I have cherries, so all is well. maybe I'll make bread for my biffle today. Or not. It is supposed to be 105 degrees Fahrenheit today. Can we say, YUCK? Hot weather is all well and good, but not when pops is having Mr. Fix-it urges and has decided to "improve" the air conditioner and therefore kill it. It is MIA as of now. Maybe he took it out back to talk some sense into it. My family is odd. He bought it on e-bay. E-bay is ew and has funny ads. He should have known better. 'Should' being the operative word here.
I need to give my doggy a bath today too. He is a smelly puppy and I found two ticks on him last week. I abhor ticks, but spiders are the devil's minions. Ugh. I am glad I live in a part of the world where they do nt grow up to be massive and hairy.
Harry Potter is coming! I am such a large dork. All though I draw the line at dressing up as the characters to get a better deal I will not refrain from ordering the book early. In fact, I already did. See? Loser. I am a geek. And proud of it. I have never dyed my hair, gotten drunk, gotten high, gotten a fake tan, pierced my ears. I think I'm happier for it. Rejected crayon until the end.