So Vermel survived.
I was glad, because Colonel Meizh Vermel is brave and cool. But nobody's as cool as Pellaeon. I was very bitter though, at Luke and Mara for killing Thrawn's clone, even if they did it to survive, because come on, even aside from the cool factor they're going to need him to fight whoever's coming from Unknown Space.
I also broke into Paul's room and stole his Star Wars anthologies. So far I've read Tales From the Empire and about half of Tales From Jabba's Palace. I must say that I felt bad for the rancor, and his keeper, even when I saw the movie for the first time in eighth grade, so good for whoever-it-was who made sure we knew that the rancor was cool, and shouldn't have had to die. I must say though I was mostly interested in Tales From the Empire, because I like the Empire, well maybe I don't like it but I find it more interesting. Thrawn was in it. Thrawn rocks.
I also think I am missing something where Corran Horn is concerned. He keeps showing up and every time he shows up he seems to have a completely different backstory. Who is this guy, anyway? Why can't he stay in on place/make up his mind who he is, what he does, and who's side he is on?
I'm annoyed with myself for reading the Star Wars comic books, because now I have that image of Talon Karrde in my head and I can't get it out. I hate when I do that. I really do.
I didn't like *all* the stories. Some were kind of stupid. But a lot of them were good and worth reading. Also Paul's mother wants me to be her housecleaner, but Eema says I should clean our own house first, and then if I do a good enough job maybe she'll see about letting me clean the Sherrill's house.
Gregory and Donna, my favorite American cousins, are moving to Okemos. Gregory got a job as Head Doctor of Michigan or whatever it is, so yay. Although when they came to visit today I was dressed in my Crazy Jedi Costume and had disinfectant smeared all over my face, so I kind of had to run away and yell at them hello, no my parents aren't here... bye... and I felt bad about that because it was really rude but then they left before I could change and go say hello properly.
And Mical's moving to Boulder, and wants to adopt this dog named Mustang (but she's going to change her name). Apparently in Colorado people worship their dogs, and the Humane Societies don't put them to sleep and everyone leaves their dogs at Doggie Day Care centers when they go to work. Huh.
I need to get back into blogging. I'll try to update more often, and stop talking about Star Wars, because who wants to hear about Star Wars?
Goodbye.
I also broke into Paul's room and stole his Star Wars anthologies. So far I've read Tales From the Empire and about half of Tales From Jabba's Palace. I must say that I felt bad for the rancor, and his keeper, even when I saw the movie for the first time in eighth grade, so good for whoever-it-was who made sure we knew that the rancor was cool, and shouldn't have had to die. I must say though I was mostly interested in Tales From the Empire, because I like the Empire, well maybe I don't like it but I find it more interesting. Thrawn was in it. Thrawn rocks.
I also think I am missing something where Corran Horn is concerned. He keeps showing up and every time he shows up he seems to have a completely different backstory. Who is this guy, anyway? Why can't he stay in on place/make up his mind who he is, what he does, and who's side he is on?
I'm annoyed with myself for reading the Star Wars comic books, because now I have that image of Talon Karrde in my head and I can't get it out. I hate when I do that. I really do.
I didn't like *all* the stories. Some were kind of stupid. But a lot of them were good and worth reading. Also Paul's mother wants me to be her housecleaner, but Eema says I should clean our own house first, and then if I do a good enough job maybe she'll see about letting me clean the Sherrill's house.
Gregory and Donna, my favorite American cousins, are moving to Okemos. Gregory got a job as Head Doctor of Michigan or whatever it is, so yay. Although when they came to visit today I was dressed in my Crazy Jedi Costume and had disinfectant smeared all over my face, so I kind of had to run away and yell at them hello, no my parents aren't here... bye... and I felt bad about that because it was really rude but then they left before I could change and go say hello properly.
And Mical's moving to Boulder, and wants to adopt this dog named Mustang (but she's going to change her name). Apparently in Colorado people worship their dogs, and the Humane Societies don't put them to sleep and everyone leaves their dogs at Doggie Day Care centers when they go to work. Huh.
I need to get back into blogging. I'll try to update more often, and stop talking about Star Wars, because who wants to hear about Star Wars?
Goodbye.