Tuesday, May 31, 2005

   Grandpa's house is crazy!
It seriously is!(This is going to be the longest freakin' post you've ever read. I have a lot to write lol) Even though I didn't really do anything this weekend, it was a lot of fun. He lives about 4 or 5 hours away from here and I went with my dad. When we got there we just hung out and stuff, until this guy named William came over.(I don't think we're related but he's close friends with my dad and grandparents)Anyway, I had brought my sketchbook and since we were finally out of the car I could work on the details of the drawing I was making. Well, William comes over and says, "Who's the girl you're drawing? I think I've seen her before on a show where these guys had black hair and stuff." That.....was not cool...at all. I think he was talking about DBZ.....that's not even close to what I was drawing. It WAS Ed and Al but after that I decided I was going to rip out the paper and throw it away. Oh well. I got this cool room to myself and their cat, Rush, slept with me. He was a very hyper kitty. He kind of looked like Cartman's cat from South Park lol. Well, that was Friday night. Saturday was very....interesting. We went to farm on a small plot of land at my grandpa's friends' house.(he has a bunch of friends lol) So we get there and a big dog comes running up to us. It was like a very big version of my dog at home. She was sooo cute! ^-^ I didn't think so after what happened. lol. Gramps and dad went around the left side of the barn while I was petting the dog. I didn't know they left so I went to go find them. Bad idea right there. I went around the RIGHT side of the barn and the dog attacked me lol. Apparently she had puppies and I got close to them. I didn't know. Anyway, my hands were covered in blood and cuts and stuff and they were shaking pretty badly. So I go find my dad and by the time I find him, I'm crying! I was thinking "What the crap? This isn't NEARLY as bad as some of the other things I've done! Why the heck am I crying about it!?!?!" I find my dad finally and he's like "OMG ARE YOU OK!?!? WHY ARE YOU CRYING? WHAT'S WRONG?!" I honestly didn't know the answer to that one lol. I just smiled and laughed and said I didn't know why I was crying. Well, this was interesting. Dad says I was probably crying because my subconcience was remembering what my old dog use to do. He was mean and bit us a lot and I've got a few scars from him. They put him to sleep. Anyway, I thought that was pretty lame, since I didn't want to cry, and the worst part is, I didn't have a choice in the matter. It kind of just happened. Not much happened after that. I've still got the cuts and this huge bruisish thing on my side where the dog got at too. Oh, Sunday we played poker and I won some. That was cool. We stayed up till about 3.Monday=Nascar...kind of boring.
AH! I also learned that chimaeras are real!! I kind of figured they were but I was denying it since it was disturbing. lol There's a geep and a cama and they are WIERD. I guess that's just a random fact for those people who read this far lol. I told you it was gonna be a long post. That's ok cause I'm done now.
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