Nicky nicky nine doors.

Welllll. I totally had one of those lazy days yesterday, those are by far the best. I just pretty much kicked it old-school style until three when Holly basically told me to get my ass out of bed and go help her choose a new deodorant.

We decided to make an event of it! But first Holly broke my laptop. It was fixed forty minutes later thank goodness.

So we went downtown to Wal-Mart and saw these babies sitting on my mom's cash. They're identification things! You can put your fingerprints there, hair sample, blood type et cetera. I thought it was a pretty darn good idea, if your kid gets lost you basically just hand this thing over to the cops. Way cool.

Then we got some f-o-o-d. I was hungry and the only thing we could agree on was -gulp- McDonald's. But I do love a mean Crispy Chicken.


Holly totally showed me Deals' house. Holy pimp much. Definitely an art teacher kind of place.


So later on we went to Dave's house to watch some Monty Python. Lenore showed up when she got off work and the guys totally almost pulled a nicky nicky ninedoors on us. The doorbell rang and I went out to answer it but no one was there. Then I saw Donovan peeping out from behind a post.




My blog's on the tv! :O