There's been a lot of excitement and things to do these past few weeks, and sitting down and writing blogposts is not included.
We'll start off with what's different about me.
- I got a haircut and from what I understand from everyone else, it's cute.
- I have a pet turtle named Frankie, because that's a cool androgynous name. It's a snapping turtle so I'll only have it for a few years, which is alright because it would get pretty expensive after a while. And also dangerous.
- I have a pet bunny named Bodle. He's super sweet, but still adjusting and gets frightened kind of easily. He doesn't like being chased around and picked up, but doesn't mind being held or taken to new places. He also likes to sit on your lap and be petted. Plus, he gives kisses when he likes you.
- I bought Carl a bong for Christmas (last christmas)(actually in January as a late gift). Because of some hassle with getting the glass pieces shipped into the country and then being blown into our product, we weren't able to get it for about 7 months. I called a week ago and they offered to send us a different one. A larger, more expensive one; for the same price. Got it in the mail two days after that. I'm still completely satisfied with their service, regardless of all the waiting. ANYWAY, moral of the story, Carl has a bong, and also a bubbler, and some nice glass screens. And we took their virginity :)
- I've been paid to take surveys for the past year. They pay with points, which are redeemed for cash. You need 1,000 points before you can redeem them. Each point is worth one nickel. Each survey is anywhere from 5-85 points depending. I have 865 points, so almost to $50. Obviously, it's not as good as a job, but it's a nice bonus. And if you would be interested in maybe joining, ask me because if I refer you, then I get more points, and you get points too (I think).
I haven't really spent any time at my mom's house this summer. Occasionally I wish I did. More so to see Jazzy and the babies and actually have food to eat. I'll be spending even less time there now that I have Bodle. He's supposed to be "our family" pet, but he's really mine. I'm the one who will be taking care of him. And he's kind of a full time job.
I just feel bad that I'm not spending much time at my mom's. She keeps calling and asking and I have to say no. I mean, I don't like my mom very much, or Gary. And the two of them combined, is probably one of the worst situations I have to deal with. But I do feel a little guilty for pretty much blatantly ignoring them.
I'm going to have to cut this post short. Or at least this part of it. However, as per
Once upon a time there was a girl. She was feeling lazy and didn't take a shower. She spent all day in her pajamas, missing out on the fun things of the world. All of a sudden, she got a text about a wonderful time she could be having with The Chelseas, supernatural beings full of fun and amazingness and sexual magic. In a flash, the girl flew to her room and changed into appropriate attire for the ball. However, on her way out, she lost one of her glass slippers and turned into a pumpkin. But CC helped to brush her teeth and so the adventure began! The girl rode on a magic carpet with The Chelseas, to a mystical place known as Chelsea Szpond's House. There, the three of them frolicked in an extremely damp and chlorinated meadow with the Watercorns. There was much flailing, and very little light, and all in all, a good time was had. The End.
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