bomb the blogosphere

The wind only blows in one direction.

So why can't I?

( letters to anyone I could think of. lj cut to save space. )

Dear Auntie Page; How To Make Yourself Crazy-- READ MY LIVEJOURNAL. Doooon't dooo iiiiit! Save yourseeeelf from the dire consequences of reading a teenage livejournal! It'll be like watching Degrassi but you KNOW THE PERSON.

I love you very much. My life is going well. You don't have to worry about me. My biggest stress in life is not being able to afford Japan my senior year.

Also, Courtney's livejournal is wotcher_wolfy or something like that. But either she got a new one or she no longer updates-- I don't know about it.

If you are worried or concerned about me I often have my cell phone on me and you can give me a call. Alternatively, you can get my email from my mother. I am happy to tell you things as far as my obligatory teenage secrecy allows me.

Again, I love you very much.

It's all gonna be okay.

Love,

Kuna

LOLOLOL MY LIFE

SO I CHASE JUDO UP THE STAIRS HITTING HER OVER AND OVER WHILE WE BOTH LAUGH HYSTERICALLY

AND DEE CHARGES OUT OF THE ROOM AND GOES 'GIIIIIIIIIRLS'

AND I CHARGE DOWNSTAIRS AND JUDO LOCKS HERSELF IN THE BATHROOM

DEE COMES DOWN AND LECTURES ME

GOES BACK UP

TWENTY SECONDS LATER JUDO COMES INTO THE ROOM

DEE HAS BEEN LURKING OUTSIDE THE BATHROOM DOOR

SO SHE HOPS OUT THE BATHROOM WINDOW WITH A BROKEN ARM

CIRCLES AROUND

AND COMES IN THROUGH THE BACK DOOR

She's ducked down under the desk right now.

Mr. Cliff came in and said this sternly

"This house is not your playtoy. Do not treat it as such."

NOBODY CAN SEEE HERRR

I hate insomnia.

Can't sleeeep.

Do you think Judo would get mad if I drew a monocle on her face?