That I didn't post yesterday. I just didn't get a chance too. Silver, Karen's dog, is hilarious. Such a spaz. She doesn't like me, because I didn't feed her chocolate into her sweet succulant death. My brother is pissed about some basketball game. He wanted me to tell you because he keeps reading what I'm typing. He knows what I just typed, because I'm sure he's still watching. I'm pissed because my iPod is dead and it's not with me the one time I have a chance to charge it. I painted a really cool box. You'll have to see it. Oh, guess what. I was watching Fay Grimm with Karen and my Dad, and my Dad had to research it, because that's what he does. And he figured out that it's a sequel to the movie Henry Fool. So I'm thinking we need to hit that. Why can't I think of anything to say. I do not know, I do not know. But I do know that I need to shower. Very bad. So I'll think I'll go, but I think I'll be up later tonight, so I'll post some then. Later, twinkletoes.
Are you calling me twinkletoes, or signing the post as twinkletoes? I think that I knew it was a sequel. But I forgot until I read that. Hehe..."we need to hit that". That's not wrong-sounding. Excited to see the box. Glad you didn't feed the dog chocolate. Sorry you're brother's pissed. Sorry he's reading everything you type. Eager to hear more about whatever you're doing. Thinking that last statement sounded really really creepy and stalkerish. Leaving. Chelsea OUT.
Are you calling me twinkletoes, or signing the post as twinkletoes?
I think that I knew it was a sequel. But I forgot until I read that.
Hehe..."we need to hit that". That's not wrong-sounding.
Excited to see the box.
Glad you didn't feed the dog chocolate.
Sorry you're brother's pissed.
Sorry he's reading everything you type.
Eager to hear more about whatever you're doing.
Thinking that last statement sounded really really creepy and stalkerish.
Leaving.
Chelsea OUT.