I know it seems as if I haven't posted in like 10 days, but really, it's been 2 weeks.
I'm at Grandma J's house (yay!) and we have been eating, going to Michaels, eating, watching movies, eating, playing cards, eating, watering plants, eating, shopping, eating, sleeping, and eating again.
Going to see Harry Potter 6 on Friday (YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) with Uncle D. Want to go to the midnight premiere tonight, but Uncle D's stickin' it to the man (going to work the next day feeling energized and ready to give his personal best).
On a different note, I have been reading *cough* Roll of Thunder Hear My Cry by Mildred D. Taylor. I find myself straying to Harry potter 6. No offense to the Depression or the African Americans who lived in that time, but that book is booooooooooorrrriiiiiiinnnnnngggggggg. I have to read a chapter a day or Uncle D will give me a wet willie. Ok, not really. But I'm still forcing myself to read it.
Daniel Radcliffe! Helped a nervous 11-year-old reporter!!! The story. Oh what I wouldn't give to have been that nervous 11-year-old. Unfortunately, that dream's out the window, seeing as there is no story about Robert Pattinson helping a sarcastic 12-year-old. Darn.



There are chicks literally falling from the sky. What next?

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