A Confession

SURPRISE!. I bet this is the last thing you guys expected to see without the word RIP in giant letters. the anti cheese is back in business! I Will now write nothing important about nothing in particular! I JOINED THE SWIM TEAM I LIKE FORKS I GOT DOOM 3 RESSURECTION OF EVIL, A HATCHET, FLIGHT SIMULATOR X, CLOTHING, MONEY, A HAMMOCK, A FLASHLIGHT, DAWN OF THE DEAD AND A WHOLE BUNCH O OTHER STUFF FOR CHRISTMAS!Yey for me

*looks around*

Where is everyone?

R.I.P

Steve “The Croc hunter” Irwin”

I know this must be annoying only updating when someone or something of importance dies, but who cares, because the only Australian who matters is now dead, as the result of a stingray barb through the heart. This means 2 things. One: No more crocodile hunter episodes, and 2: Steve Irwin’s wife is now Master and commander of environmentalists worldwide. That means she'll probably call a hit on the stingray. That should go something like this:

Jeff Corwin: "Yes Mistress? You called?"

Mrs. Irwin: “I want that ray dead, assemble a team. I want it's stinger on the wall by sundown”

Jeff Corwin: Way ahead of you

*Jane Goodal busts in*

Goodal: Charge my monkey minions!

*a variety of poo flinging karate chopping primates runs wildly into the ocean*

That ray is going down. I think it inadvertently challenged half the worlds animals and animal planet (which is going insane with the loss of its best and most popular host). The world as we know it will now collapse because of some jumpy stingray, now being beaten to death by some irate primates led by Jane Goodal and Jeff Corwin. I wonder how his kids will react? They have to be fully trained crocodile hunters by now.

Besides this, my labor day was uninterrupted by any maimings and injuries typical of this day. Unless I die within the next hour or so! I'll get eaten by a crocodile now that Steve Irwin isn't around to protect mankind.

R.I.P.
Ginger Ellingsworth Guman
????-2006
June 20th

For those of you who dont know, Ginger was my cat (and her middle name was totally made up right now). I am updating because Ginger died this afternoon of a strange illness, presumably Horner's syndrome. She was my first pet and is older than Jordan, my youngest brother. A coworker of my Dad found her in a storm drain 12-13 years ago, along with a litter of kittens, one of which is said to have ran away into the sewers, never to return. We got Ginger at this coworker's house, bringing her home along with one of her kittens, which had stowed away with us, and was later returned. Since then she has lived in 3 different houses, fended off a kitten who we attempted to adopt, and generally did what cats do, which for her meant sleeping 18 hours a day and meowing in the middle of the night. The trouble began 1 year ago when she came down with a prolonged flu, which recently was defeated by antibiotics after several vet visits. She was a good cat and I'll stop rambling now.

I have finally decided it was time to update my XANGA Due to the fact that I rememmbered it and was tortured into doing this. the first major thing that happened to me in 2 moths was prom, were I got the opportunity to hang out with my friends and show my inneptitude when it comes to dancing. I went with Megan Smith's group though I must admit I spent more time with Krista hill. We had dinner before going to prom (Chicken cordon bleu) and before that we had shrimp. lots of shrimp that for once wasnt getting eaten by any of my other brothers, the reason why it was out for more than 2 minutes. after prom we  decided to hang out on megans patio. (Ill post pictures once i have access to them because apparently my dad has more than I do at the moment)

now I need a second event to rant about. how about me not failing for once. IM NOT FAILING FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE. Usualy I am running around like a madman thinking OMG I HAVE TO GET 120 POINTS ON MY FINAL EXAM OR I FAIL!(like in 8th grade, I actually should have failed but the teacher liked me for some unknown reason. I also shaved for the first time in ever, and I went to brandons party were by the end of the night I was annoyed by almost everyone in existance but still had fun and didnt get a frisbee thrown at my lower lip. I always get annoyed at parties for some reason. and that is all that has happened to break the monotony.

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