i'll be here when it all gets weird

mood: off
music: random mix mum's playing
CPCetc: my fingers are frozen and tasty

My fingers smell like dough. Mmmm... Anise.

My mother is one of those people that believes that the only way bonding between females is at all proper is if it involves baking. So, I baked this morning. I made the damn finest batch of pepp'nuts you ever did see. Lord! Them's some fiiiine pepp'nuts.

A cursed cowboys. Why could you not come this week??

Speaking of, the offer is still present! Feel free to let me know! I'm compiling a list. Figured because there'll be some minors (read as 'under seventeens') going, we'll have to combine the money and send one person up to get tickets. That's how Paige and I got into Sin City. Oh... That was fun.

Maybe we'll just put Hilary in a lot of make-up? That could work... Does she look like she's fifteen?

I'm sure this is immoral of me, but I think the European system is really more accurate. And it's set for 15 in London right now. So there. Besides, you hear worse language at U-High. ...And also are quite exposed to things like gay cowboys. I mean, she rides with John-John every morning.

John-John! That's who I should invite! MWAHAHA!!

...Yeah. Gay cowboys need to be here right now.

...This post has deteriorated so much. Oy vay. Got to love the fried brain of Kiri Palm. Jesus. Sounds like a bad Disney Channel Original Series. Ew...