The Dark Cow Of Mystery

Have a Ball(oon)!!!
Invisible Dolls! Very funny.
I went to Caroline's Surpise Birthday/Good Bye Germans! party. It was very fun. Goofed off like no other. I also stepped on several people's feet, strained my hamstring, and fell on my ass! It was so fun. Hehehe. I bought Caroline a really cool necklace(and the price was right too) with a small dream catcher flanked by green stones, with a pretty silver feather suspended below it. Alex hogged all the germans, however, which pissed me off(till the next good song). hehehe.
Bluecat and Sanity wrote naughty things in my year book. naughty, naughty. They should both spank themselves(or each other). Hehehe...(ps, no)

Only one person noticed the sXe on the back of my yearbook. hehehe...
Caro is loaning me some of her german+french cd's after church tommorrow. Yeah! Music From Accross the Globe!(one of them has a funny picture of a german girl)

"D-U-M-B, Everyone's accusing me!"-Joey Ramone

hehehe...

It's actually friday.
"You did WHAT?!?!?!?"

Glass, it's not just for breakfast anymore!
"where do i put the Books?"--VAST

Cat updated. Cat updated. Cat updated. Jo has new layout. New layout Jo. Carolines birthday. She looked like she actually liked the gag gift(: oops :). Taking up space

To certain parties, this advice, "you actually have to ask to go out," what a bit of advice from hanika. You know she won't be taken forever. just bide your time, and strike suddenly, like a bus to a blind pedestrian.

I haven't been able to sleep of late. Dreams haunt my sleep. Ideas that lie just on the other side. Ideas that would shake my world to it's core. Beliefs that would conflict with older, well established beliefs which are my stability. Cannot sleep. Must sleep. Mind slipping.

My database layouts are dead sexy. Simple black lines, Golden borders and light yellow boxes compliment the asterity of numbers and cents.

D. U. M. B. Eveyone's accusing me.
"Give me some sugar," BlueCat(with purple fingernails)

It's Thorsday. I heard some very interesing yestereday. The Teachers spoke of leaving the school, of poor administration, of poor administrational choices, and of whiny rich kids. I love this talk of dissension( it gives me a warm squishy feeling(wait, nevermind, that's somethingelse:)).
Nobody likes the principal( what a pal). Now if he left his office once in a while, and maybe didn't rule like a dictator, he might have some friends.