Beware: this entry's freakin' strange!
Wow. I just ate a brownie and it seems to be afraid of my stomach. It was good though.
I am so addicted to this puzzle I have. It's a 1000 piece puzzle with nothing but birds on it. OH YEAH! It takes up half my room though, which kinda sucks. But I love it.
So I was bad with homework today. Didn't do my calc, and didn't finish my chem lab. Bad, bad, Heather. As the person leaning over my shoulder says, I was too busy doing my parrot puzzle. Okay, okay, so it's true a little, but I really did work on my homework for ages, there was just so much of it. Ick.
Yeesh. My "mind" is speaking to me. And it's saying there are brownies to be eaten. Dude, one's enough -- it hasn't digested yet, it's still there. More info than you wanted, I know. But too bad. My chair is being bent!
Okay, for all of you out there who probably think I've gone insane, I might as well mention that somone I know from McQ, Jim, is behind me. And he keeps saying weird things hoping to warp my mind. And it's working. I'm confused and I don't know. What? I 'll just shut up now.
Crap. And now, Jim decides to claim the computer. What follows can be read at the risk of the reader:
Is he was, as he went, will he ne'er come back to I'm.
Ah last, you do not no who i am, have you?
Wherever you are, rest assured that your dog is finally
getting enough cheese.
Don't ask. That's Jim, for ya. Weird. Anyways, now I can't think of anything to say so I'll just go on to addictinggames.com to find a stupid game of the day. Later.
P.S. After reading over this rather scary entry, Jim decided he hasn't said enough. So he writes more:
You know, what this world really needs is a good automatic
bicycle sharpener. But does a radioactive cat have eighteen
half-lives? Remember, never goose a wolverine.
Eeeeeenterestink. Verrrry interesting. Now I better post this thing before it gets even more weirded out.
I am so addicted to this puzzle I have. It's a 1000 piece puzzle with nothing but birds on it. OH YEAH! It takes up half my room though, which kinda sucks. But I love it.
So I was bad with homework today. Didn't do my calc, and didn't finish my chem lab. Bad, bad, Heather. As the person leaning over my shoulder says, I was too busy doing my parrot puzzle. Okay, okay, so it's true a little, but I really did work on my homework for ages, there was just so much of it. Ick.
Yeesh. My "mind" is speaking to me. And it's saying there are brownies to be eaten. Dude, one's enough -- it hasn't digested yet, it's still there. More info than you wanted, I know. But too bad. My chair is being bent!
Okay, for all of you out there who probably think I've gone insane, I might as well mention that somone I know from McQ, Jim, is behind me. And he keeps saying weird things hoping to warp my mind. And it's working. I'm confused and I don't know. What? I 'll just shut up now.
Crap. And now, Jim decides to claim the computer. What follows can be read at the risk of the reader:
Is he was, as he went, will he ne'er come back to I'm.
Ah last, you do not no who i am, have you?
Wherever you are, rest assured that your dog is finally
getting enough cheese.
Don't ask. That's Jim, for ya. Weird. Anyways, now I can't think of anything to say so I'll just go on to addictinggames.com to find a stupid game of the day. Later.
P.S. After reading over this rather scary entry, Jim decided he hasn't said enough. So he writes more:
You know, what this world really needs is a good automatic
bicycle sharpener. But does a radioactive cat have eighteen
half-lives? Remember, never goose a wolverine.
Eeeeeenterestink. Verrrry interesting. Now I better post this thing before it gets even more weirded out.