Thursday, November 13, 2003

THUNDER!
A sweet dog to calm the nerve.

An odd thunder storm started today. I'm not all that jumpy, but thunder has a way of getting to me.

Like any other day, I lied on my bed, when a flash came around. I thought it was Gavin's everyday routine:

Get guitar, grab a few AMPs, put 'em to the max, hit the strings, and get electricuted and turn in to fried Gavin.

But, it wasn't. Or else, I would've heard a [i]SPLAT![/i] noise.

I looked to my new dog, Aran, a sweet little golden retreiver of my own ^^ which I got from Alex who brought it home from a friends a week after he was born.

He's sweet, and fluffy, and has the cutest face ever, especially since that kind of dog has an automatic puppy pout going on, just by staring.

Well, me and Aran where in the room, and when I heard that thunder, I looked to Aran.

He just looked up, and without warning, he ran out! Without me! Gah, my dog left me alone >_<"

So, I ran after him, only to bump in to Cammie.

Cameron: this rat yours?
He always has the tendancy to tease me, and mistreat my dog, by grabbing him by the scruff of this neck.
Me: You know he is... and, he is NOT a rat!
Cameron: Whatever. But, if you want to keep this [i]rat[/i] I suggest you leash him.
Me: Maybe I should leash you... to a garbage truck...
Cameron: Make my day Ginny... make my day ^^
Me: Eat paste.
Cameron: We have no more... Mike ate it all... and the vaseline.
Me: Ha ha, funny man.
Cameron: I try. I really do. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go talk to my Tickle-Me-Elmo doll, while watching reruns of Barney. Waiting for Hokey-Pokey-Elmo to come out.

A strange boy Cammie is O__o

My plans are delayed (Even though I had none) my dog is annoying.

My other dogs want a walk.

My brother is talking to himself, Mike my other brother is running around screaming; "I WANT CHICKEN, I WANT LIVER, I WANT MEOW-MIX PLEASE DELIVER!"

Which is normal for Mike... but, then he started talking to our cat o___O"

And, I'm here... all cooped up... dying to do something... I guess... I'll turn in.

Heh, not much to do now... I'll probably practice the art of 'FWaping' today, is a grey day... and boring... I managed to pull out some lyrics from a Weezer song.

Reminds me of my feelings towards dad.

I can't
confront you
I never could do
That which might hurt you
So try and be
cool
When I say
This way is a waterslide away from me
That takes you further every day
So be cool
Say it ain't so
Your drug is a
heartbreaker
Say it ain't so
My love is a life taker
Dear Daddy
I write you in spite of years of silence
You've cleaned up, found
Jesus, things are good or so I hear
This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient
feelings
Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood

A little different, seeing as how I'm a girl, and it says son, and, I don't take drugs, but it still does show a part of my feelings of anger... I dunno. I'm just trying it out.
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