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The Rum Barrel
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Friday, July 28, 2006

I just took a freezing shower and I'm sitting here sweating like a horse. STUPID SUMMER, HOW I LOATHE YOU!!! Yeah my sister and I were going to hang out tonight, but Amber's having a sleepover. Or at least she WAS, but I can't get a hold of her so I have no clue as to what the hell is going on and it's pissing me off! ARGH! Her mom probable "got mad at her" so we won't have it or something retarded like that. Whatever. If she doesn't call by 7, I'm hanging out with my sister. Yay!

My dog is being naughty today. She was jumping on the chairs in the kitchen to get to the table this morning, and she keeps finding knee-highs from somewhere and eating them. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! Oh, and she likes to sleep in my dad's chair in the living room, which she's been trying to do when my mom is home. My mom HATES animals in the house, and she's not a dog person (or a cat one, for that matter). Luckily, the dog is usually smart enough to make sure she doesn't do that when my mom is around, which is a good thing. My dad's mowing the lawn right now and she's scared of the lawn mower, so she's sitting by my chair. CUTE! Or in Japanese, KAWAII!

I'm really thirsty...maybe I'll make myself a smoothie! KICK ASS! Oh, wait...we don't have any fruit. Guess I'm out of luck, unless I want a cantaloupe one. YUCK!