it was really cool. when i was like, 6, my grandma tried teaching me how to knit.
i was terrible but i insisted on making a small blanket that would cover the area of my foot.
i failed. but it was fine.
in second grade, we got these empty steak boxes, put strings through the sides and we actually weaved.
every wednesday when we had ms. lustenberger.
i made 2 multicolored cat ponchos. i actually placed on one lola a few months ago, she screeched and i took a picture.
it was a wonderful experience.
i was observing the phalanges of my hands today and i saw how fat they were.
they're kind of sausage-like, it really bugs me. they look like some old, tribal hawaiian man hands.
combined with my ugly torn cuticles and my uneven, choppy nails, i have just about the ugliest hands ever.
looking at my dog is a beautiful sight. pounds of fat are rolling over the edges of my cats bed.
when i turn on the light, she lifts herself up, and with her squinty fat face she gives me this dirty look like
'who do you think you are?!'
so im actually watching will and grace right now.
i love karen, shes the only reason i watch the show. shes insane.
shes almost as cool as Ham/ham.
i actually avoided lyssa after school today. i was playing the piano in the band room.
vinnie came in looking for me.
he came over. we indulged in bowls of macaroni and cheese.
then he left. hahaa.
so, on wednesday i really did not want to go to jazz, like usual.
and last period i asked mr. collins if we had jazz and he said yes.
and i said 'i cant come'
and he said 'oh.'
thats all he said.
'oh.'
'oh.'
'oh.'
and then he said 'im just gonna have greg play the concert, youre missing too much'
and i said with jolly 'ok! :D'
then i left. fun fun.
goodnight bitches.
