Okay, so Rachel and I went to Shari's again last night to do more planning, and were again, directly under the air conditioner. Today, we went "bargain shopping" and hit St. Vinny's where we both got two amazing coats for a buck each, I got an awesome t-shirt, Rach got a soft cowl neck sweater and a "present" for Garrit. He'll totally love it I'm sure. Then, we went to Linda's consignments where, although we found nothing, we entered a drawing and I won a present (potholders that were too cool) and a ten dollar gift certificate. EVERYONE GO THERE TODAY IT IS WORTH IT OKAH BAH.

Rachel and I are genius. Last night, we went to Shari's (HAHAHAHAHAH typical), and came up with amazing ideas for a movie. It shall be perfect. And then Brecklynn, the little darling, said that she would work for me on Saturday night. I was really sweating it because no one could take it. Brecklynn my love, I owe you a big one. That's all for now I suppose. I'll see you all cats later.

In reviewing the fact that I went through four prom dates, I came across a realization. I could get four prom dates. Hell yeah.

Well. I'm updating because I'm sick of staring at my last entry. I forgot how much I liked Family Matters. Funny stuff. Have to work tonight, rehearsal tomorrow, work, work, break. I'd totally skip rehearsal Thursday if anyone wanted to hang. Talk to you all later.

Just played one hardcore game of tetris.. My hand is rather asleep. I think I may have been living in a dream. Nothing seems real.

It has come to my attention that the last blog was harsh and mean. I didn't mean anything past having no marriage and no children. I was reading GenX and it got me thinking, and I did not mean a lot of what was written, so PLEASE don't be upset. It was not aimed at you, and I'm doing really good. I'm happy and all. Yep, that's it.

I lift my arms to catch a breeze, a tiny puff of air, anything to tamp down the sweltering heat that has claimed me for its own, has taken away my self, my sanity.

Instead, I am caught in a bear hug by the same muggy heat from which I was trying to escape.

It has left no place untouched.

The blades of the boxfan swirl, work hard to at least stir the air, and when I look at it with disappointment, wishing it were an air conditioner, it answers only with swishing blades and a brilliant poker face.

This is what I prayed for all winter, what I looked upon with anticipation in the spring, what I miss when autumn comes, and what I wish weren't here when summer has come at last.

I. Can't. Move.

I. Can't. Think.

I. Can't. Breathe.

Hahaha... I started to read one of my entries, forgetting I was on my own site, and I actually said to myself "wow this is bad" and then I realized it was my own story. Suck. I shall try and like what I write before I post it from now on.

Thanks for the comments. I'm glad you all appreciated Georgio.... HAHAHAHA. Just kidding. Anyway, if you want to see some delicious pictures of the men that we all love, and by "we" I mean me, check out http://www.xanga.com/tabathalynn . Yum.

Another Day in the Life

So, after another few hours of intense videogaming, and barely making any progress I might add, we decided to water the cats and plants. Little did we know, but inside the cat's bowl of water, we were to find a new little friend with a big heart -- and hiss.

GEORGIO.

Being consciencious bug catchers, we first poked holes in this here Ziploc Brand ziploc. After which, we safely transported him back to Rachel's home, whilst playing with his erstwhile sense of direction and gravity. Sucker.

You see, we pretty much forgot about him when we got here, distracted by the devilishly handsome Shagmalone Boustier Farfuhknockinson the Fifth. And by "devilishly handsome" I mean dumber than a box of paints. Moving on. After realizing that he was barely alive, we revived him with carbon dioxide, thus reviving him back to life.

"What the FUCK is that?"

Free Georgio!

I call this Mandolin Beekeeknee.

"Shaggy got a peeny?"