Recent conversation with my mom, after eating a Japanese delicacy:

"I got to eat a dried squid tentacle. . .it was really chewy."
"I didn't even know squids *had* testicles."

(At which point the perfect response would have been: "Actually, Mom, they have nine of them.")

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< < Nobody here? Good. Most likely people have forgotten about this blog. Which is just fine. Great, actually. That means I can finally rant a bit without some people (my old sunday school teacher, extended family. . . ) commenting. Not that I'm currently in a whiney mood; don't worry, it'll happen eventually.
You know what? Teenagers are noctural. Deal with it. Read the posting time on this blog if you don't believe me. And I can safely bet that at least 75% of my friends are up right now as well. Tomorrow is Saturday. I look forward to sleeping till noon.
Not that sleeping is in is all that special to me. The other day I was bugging KC (one of my absolute favorite pasttimes) becasue I woke up past 10 three school days in a row. He said by then he was in third period. Go figure. All you public schoolers, good for you. (Suckaz!)

Kinda sad tho, I mean, our friends the Miksovskys now have public school hours. We can just go hang at their place till 1 a.m. on a Thursday anymore. Sigh. Well, the cd I was burning is almost done, and I'm off to clean my garage, memorize and then work out. . . .

sidenote: spell check complete, no spelling errors found. suweeeeet!

another sidenote: bummer it doesn't correct grammar