I think we've all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically.

I forgot how good PoC: The Curse of the Black Pearl really is.

Today was my First Day of Work in over 4 months! Yay! (Boo!)

So I now work at FOL's daycare, officially. They called me this morning and said that 4 people had called in sick, and they really needed me. Well, who am I to pass up work? (h`e h`e) So I get there and the first thing they put me on is the toddler room. There is only four of them, and one teacher, so I was thinking that it wouldn't be too bad. The teacher then told me that it was nap time, and I was to sit beside the kid's cots and rub thier backs till they fell asleep. Piece of cake. (Interestingly enough, I had never thought about rubbing one's back to soothe them to sleep before, but now that I think of it, I would be willing to pay good money to someone to rub my back till I fell asleep. I think it sounds delightful.) Anyway, so I rub the kids of like 45 seconds each, and they all conk out. The teacher then told me that she was past due for her break and it was my job to just sit there and watch them sleep for two hours. Honestly sit there. And watch them. In a rocking chair. For two hours. I'm done with the non-sentences. Wow, I thought, Robby's job isn't even this easy. (Yes, it is) Unofortunatly, some other teacher came and relieved me of my duties and sent me to help with the bigger kids. Then it just turned into a big babysitting job. The End. I'm really hoping I get paid more than 6 bucks an hour. 8.50 would be great, but I doubt it.

" I thought you were dead...."

"So did I for a while," said Ford, " and then I decided I was a lemon for a couple of weeks. I kept myself amused all that time jumping in and out of a gin and tonic."
Authur clears his throat, and then did it again, "Where," he said, "did you...?"
"Find a gin and tonic?" said Ford brightly. "I found a small lake that thought it was a gin and tonic, and jumped in and out of that. At least, I think it thought it was a gin and tonic."

One time, in fifth grade, I had to have surgery.

So I just got back from a fun night of ice blocking. Ice blocking, for those who don't know, is pretty much the opposite of sledding. Instead of having something not ice between you and the snowy ground, you have an ice block for a sled, and no snow on the ground. Its fun, I guess, so long as you aren't terribly overwieght, and you know how to steer an ice block. But towards the end, it stopped being fun, and now I'm sitting here annoyed or in a Deep blue something. There's no cake and no ice cream, Happy Birthday...

Wow, was my Dream Strange last Night.

I don't remember all of it, or more than a few seconds of it for that matter, which automatically means it was a wierd dream. Now, before I tell you what I remember, lemme start with some backround stuff. I'm getting over a cold. My nose is pretty clogged. Not attractivly clogged, but relativly clogged. I have the tissues to prove it. Ok next, just outside my bedroom door is the washer and dryer, hidden behind some folding closet doors. My family LOVES to leave these doors open which means two things for me. First, the sound of the washer and dryer is constantly blasting in my room, and second, with the folding doors open it blocks about half of my door. If I was the size of a preteen female olympic gymnast, it wouldnt be a problem. But Im not, and I constantly have to reach our from inside my room to close the doors before I can get out. Anyway, enough backround. What I remember was this. I was floating in limbo, and it was kind of a deep purplish color. I saw a pair of those folding closet doors floating around, and I hear noises coming from behind them. I drifted over to them, and began to open them to see what was behind them. As I was slinding them open, I guess I sniffed in real life or something, and it made a noise much like a door creaking open. This freaked me out in my dream and scared me so bad that I woke up at 1 in the morning. Ummm, yea, thats my story. It probably is the most interesting thing that is going to happen to me in the next few days, so I thought I would share it. It is now my intention to sit here, and constantly refresh this screen, to see when someone leaves a comment. The End

Tonight I'm gassy, who knows what the morning will bring...

Are any of you guys haunted by a number? I mean, is there a number that you see noticably more than all the others? For me it is 1123. Like, for the time, 11:23. Or my dinner bill, $11.23. Or how many gallons of gas my tank stops at, 11.23 gal. And most noticably, my birthday, 11/23. I have begun to count and on an average day I see the numbers 1123 in that order at least three times a day. Its starting to creep me out. At first I thought it was kinda cool, like they were my lucky numbers or something. But now I see that they are haunting me, mocking me, reminding me, of what? I dont know. But I do know this, if I ever turn up dead, with the numbers 1123 etched in blood on my forehead, tell the police, it was the man in the window.

I feel that I've Come to a Crossroads in my Life...

Like, there is a Denny's on one corner, and an IHOP on the other.



I havent posted in awhile, but that is mainly because I now see everyone who actually reads this on a semi weekly basis. So, yea, I think thats it for now.