Ok, there is supposed to be a pic here that says "your blog is fabulous" but i'm having technical difficulties. Just imagine that it's here, huge with a big arrow and flashing neon lights. just use your imagination.



That's right, you heard it. My blog is FABULOUS!!! Just like David Bowie's hair. O ya, my blog is as good as David Bowie's hairs, or at least the beautiful N a t a l i e. thinks so! Thanks Natalie for nominating my blog! Both me and her, or him, or it, or whatever thanks you! I'm sorry about my rude blog. It refused to thank you personally. I don't know why. Guess it just has a major attitude problem. You try to raise them right but there's only so much you can do. You know how it goes. Anyways, i must now nominate 10 people and i nominate ABSOLUTELY ANYONE WHO READS THIS!

Seriously, if you read this, you're fabulous and I'm sure so is your blog. I love you all and the fact that you visit an unappreciative blog such as my own, shows depht of character and generosity. You are all beautiful and you all deserve an award, so take it and spread the love and the bragging rights!

and since i can't get the pic onto my blog because the tags don't seem to be working very well, just pay a visit to the Asto

Once upon a time there was a pop-tart...

Hey Hey Hey! woo, it's been only about one life time since i've posted. Are any of my fine blogging friends still alive? Or have you retired? and if you retired, then send me some of your welfare money so i can use it to start my alpacha farm.

Well, from a dance to being in my state's newspaper to buying the cutes pair of shoes ever, quite a lot has happened since i last posted. But since i'm too lazy to type it all right now, you are going to have to wait in suspense until my next post. I know, how will you survive such agonizing suspense? whatever will you do? DON'T OPEN THE CLOSET!!!!

*dramatic music plays, building up even more suspense*

creepy.

since I want to be dramatic and build up suspense to keep you at the edge of your seats until the next post, i won't tell you about recent events just yet. instead i'm going to post my English assignment. no really, that's what i'm going to do. you see, our assignment was to imagine we are about to write a horribly depressing novel. How would you start it? you see, we're working on emotion in writing. It was difficult deciding what to write. I was thinking i could write that The Office had been cancelled, but didn't think that was sad enough. then i thought i could write about the outlawing of delicious pastries, but i figured that's too depressing and no one could handle reading it. In the end, i settled on this:

"Never before had the sky seemed so thick, so oppressing, so there, than the night

 she held her dying friend. it felt heavy and stagnant, driving the air from her lungs and compressing her heart into little more than a bloody stone lodged in her chest. the stars twinkled brightly, as if mocking her with their warm glow and quiet beauty. she stared at a particularly bright one, focusing until her eyes stung and dried, momentarily stopping the silent tears pouring down her sallow face. Everything had been taken from her. Everything. her mother, her father, he baby sister, and now her friend. No, she must not think of all those losses at once. her heart and mind couldn't take it. with every thought  she felt her heart tear and mind splinter. 

All she had wanted was honor, all she has wanted was to be known for her courage, cleverness, and strength. instead, all she had known and loved were either lost to the unforgiving, greedy grasp of death, or had turned their back on her, leaving her alone with nothing but her shattered thoughts for company. No, not even that. she couldn't stand her thoughts Her mind and Heart were at war, for every thought jabbed at her heart, tearing the stitches that had formed whenever she had started to heal and picking it apart, piece by piece.

Pain. overwhelming pain. Her own breath choked her, her tears cut into her eyes. Nothing. Nothing could stop this pain, this guilt, this unbearable, incapacitating longing. It devoured her from the inside out, stabbing at her stomach, leaving her crippled and gasping. she would never heal, never recover the blood that had been spelt because of her, her tears would never dry. Death would not haver her, but neither would life. 

She stood up laying the body of her beloved friend on the frozen ground. a bitter wind blew her hair around her face and whipped at her weather worn cheeks, but she didn't feel it. she wouldn't feel anything again."

So? what do you think? depressing enough? I had to type in to by inner tragic heroine to get that. I hope you enjoyed it! Or I guess i hope you didn't enjoy it. are you supposed to like depressing stories? or are you supposed to just see them as beautiful? hm. Well, is it beautiful? maybe i should put some lipstick on it.

well, i'm about to pass out, so i'm thinking i should go now.

I love you, my Lovable unicorns! 

Blog ya later!

Hey Hey Hey!!! Thanks to Jillian for tagging me! I like the little chart thing, it's a sack of sexy! I'm blogging in school so i have to hurry or risk getting caught. Man, i'm like the computer nerd version of Charlie's Angles!




1. What is your occupation right now?
Full-time student, part time fencer, full time singer, full time talker, full time texter, full time annoyer, part time poet, part time sexy mama! Ya,unfortunatley i don't get paid for that one.

2. What color are your socks right now?
Boring old white. i should dye them using kool-aid just cause then they'd smell good.



3. What are you listening to right now?
The voices in my head, and Emily, who's not in my head.


4. What was the last thing that you ate?
A delicous chocolate muffin. Ya, it's as good as it sounds.



5.Can you drive a stick shift?
Yes!!! I can crash into absolutely anything when i'm driving one. It's a skill.

6.Last person you spoke to on the phone?
Phone? Spoke? i thought phones were meant for texting. who actually talks on the phone anymore? telemarketers? and no one actually speaks to telemarketers anyways. they just say "stop calling me! i don't want what you're selling!" or if you're me you say "No hablo english!"

7. Do you like the person who sent this to you?
Nobody sent it to me, i copied and pasted it from Jillian.

8. How old are youtoday
14

9.What is your favorite sport to watch on TV?
Extreme Arm wrestling! jk. Fencing and soccer.

10. What is your favorite drink?
I prefer anything liquid. I find it easier to drink fluids if they are in a less-than-solid state.


11.Have you ever dyed your hair?
yes!!!!!!!!!! I've even done purple


12. Favorite food?
Sushi. Seriously. nothing says yummy like raw fish

13. What is the last movie you saw?
the Happening. Who doesn't love Stephen King?


14.Favorite day of the year?
Any day i get a hot fudge Sundae and get to watch American Idol while enjoying it's chocolately goodness.

15.How do you vent anger?
Fencing, jumping rope, writing stories in which the person who made me mad dies a tragic and unexpected death.


17.What is your favorite season?
I'm accepting of all seasons. though i do prefer Paprika.


18.Cherries or Blueberries?
Blueberries.


19.Do you want your friends to e-mail you back?
If i didn't want them to, i wouldnt' have sent them an emial. think here.

20-21. How many sibs do u have?
1.


22.Living arrangements?
who ever said i was alive? how presumptuous of you to just assume.


23.When was the last time you cried?

when i found out my aunt has cancer and not since then.


24. Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are sending this to?

Mk. I've known her since Kindergarten!

25.What did you do last night
Watched American Idol and went swimming, which led to me freezing to death. sign of my extreme intellegence.


26.What are you most afraid of
Clowns. and authors, because they always end up killing off my favorite characters in the books they write. every single time. i swear, authors stalk me so they know who my fav characters are just so they can kill em off in the next book.


27.Plain, cheese, or spicy hamburgers?
Plain hamburgers with spicy cheese. Ya, i'm that deep.


28.Favorite dog breed?
Labradoodles. why? becaue it's the funest thing in the word to say. I also like puggles.

29.Favorite day of the week?
Wendsday. I just feel wendsday is so unappreciated. always root for the underdog!


30.How many states have you lived in?
if you count the state i'm currently living in, it's a grand total of one.


31.Diamonds or pearls?
Neither, both are out of my budget and if i could afford them i donate that money to the "save the whales" foundation cause i care about the whales. And i think Porpoises are just anorexic whales.


32. What is your favorite flower?

Any flower that hasn't been picked and put into a vase.


How's that for thorough! i better log off before i get caught. maybe i should actually do the work i'm supposed to do. but why should i? i'm already ahead, so maybe i'll just take a nap. a long nap. ya, that sounds good.

blog ya later!

Abuse of Diplomatic Immunity

Hey Hey Hey i'm sooooooooooooooooooooo (ya i like o's.) soooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy (I also like y's) that it's been so long since i've posted or commented. I've got Mono, so everytime i get home from doing what i do i'm exhausted. Stupid Mono. Then again one may say it's my fault for not giving up any of my regular activities to take an easy. Nah, it's definately just stupid Mono. My mom is becoming increasingly frustrated with my refusal to rest and try to get better. But in my defense, i have a motto. You see, while i may have a virus that has the potential to land me in a hospital for a month, i only regard that as a simple misfortune. But if i let it stop me from living, well that's when it becomes a tragedy. and who likes tragedies? No One, that's who, and the only person who like No One is No One himself since he's such a dick. Stupid No One.

So ya!!! That's my excuse for not posting in an eternity. I had some energy so i decided to post. But man, typing can be exhausting! My pinky finger is already begging for mercy.

O, and i have decided what my philosophy on life is. Are you ready to know? It's astonishing, a real eye-opener, one of those profound ephiphanies that revel the meaning of our existence. This will change your life. If you feel you are not ready psychologically for such a big change, call 1-800-ChipotleChick for dictator and we will help prepare you.) Are you ready now? Good. here it goes. the most sincere, deep, and reveling philosophy you have ever had the honor of reading.

When in doubt, blow it up.

Beautiful, no?

Seriously here's my real philosophy. On life at least. Well, more a philosophy on Ambition. Or Happiness. Heck, one may say it's a philosophy on the ridiculous prices of batteries. I honestly have no idea.

Have you ever heard that saying "life is what you make it?" have you ever considered what it means? Have you ever thought it's nothing but a load of hogwash? Have you ever wondered where the heck the phrase "hogwash" came from? I have. All of those. But now, being sick, fighting depression, i realize maybe it's not as ridiculous as it sounds. And sure, it sounds pretty fake, corny, overly perky, and a bit superficial, but the more i thought about it, the more i realize that maybe it hold a nugget of truth. No one said life was easy and if they did then they were one heck of an underachiever. The goods things in life aren't always easy to come by. We have to work to succeed, work to accomplish, work to be happy. Whether it's love, riches, power, knowledge, or chocolate that makes one happy, one must work for any of those. The only thing that's free in life is the free samples of perfume those overly made-up women at Nordstrom's give you to try to convince you to buy them. And even then there's an obligation to buy the actual perfume. Love comes at a price, and that price is to love back, riches and power come at the price of hard work, knowledge with the price of experierince. and we all know how much quality chocolate can cost. See? Nothing is truly free. And you know what? neither is suffering, neither is grief, neither is loss. Happiness isn't free but neither is sadness.

When we hit those dark times in our lives, when everything is cast in a shadow of sorrow, when even our own hearts hurt us more than we can handle, that's when you know you're gonna have to pay up. The way you pay? by being happy. by working to rise above the oppression of doubt and fear. by having the hope to encourage yourself and those you love to live on, to search long and hard for the flashlight that will drive away the darkness, at least until the batteries run out. And even then just go Home Depot and pick some more up. Life doesn't pick on people, it simply picks them up and carries them and if you don't like where life is going, kick it and tell it to change directions. Life is persistant, life is resiliant, life is strong, life is stubborn. And so is darkness. And so is light. And so are you, if you let yourself. Don't let life be the driver, push it into the passenger seat and take the wheel for youself. and if life won't let you, kick it outa the car and make it hitch hike.

Point is, we may not be able to control everything that comes our way, but we can control how we handle those things, how we react, how we think, how we percieve. We need be strong, we need to be gentle, we need to think, we need to act, we need to be walking contradictions, because that is how we are going to rule life, and that is how we are going to rule ourselves.
Embrace God, and if you don't believe in God, embrace Allah, and if you don't believe in Allah, embrace the natural world, embrace yourself, and live the way can, the way you want, the way that makes you happy.

And there you have it!!! Personally i prefer the blow it up philosophy, but you can choose which you would rather live by.

And now i'm exhausted and ready to die, but i wont' because i'm too busy trying to kick life out of the drivers seat. Stupid life let go of the wheel..aw a red light! *crash*

Ok, i think i better go before i start typing random things that don't make since. No one is more Irish than Obama. Black is the new papaya. Computers migrate. Stay away from all carnivorous volley balls.

ya i think i'm done. I love you all! LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU ALL DESERVE LUXURY CRUISE LINVERS IN YOUR NAME!!! NOW CARRY ON MY LOVEABLE UNICORNS!!!!

BLOG YA LATER!

Hey Hey Hey! Why, i haven't seen you in forever! Remember me? How have you been all this time? How are the kids? College already? wow my oh my how time flies. Tsk Tsk.

So anyways!!! Thank you to m two new blogger buddies!!!!!! I now tell all of my not quite as new blogger buddies to go visit their blogs because their's ROCK!!!!! Just go up to my followers list and click the first two. 

Sorry i havent posted all week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's been exhausting going back to school and sleeping in Biology-i mean WORKING in biology class with those hard, uncomfortable books. They do not make good pillows i can tell you that. It would be hard if it was a normal week, but this one was especially hard! I've been in training for the second 5K the running club is doing, volunteering to be a human subject in some experiments in the science fair, getting references for the Big Sisters program so i can volunteer there, AND watching Charlie the Unicorn on youtube. Over and over again. I just can't get enough of those unicorns. they are just so MAGICAL!!!! *giggle*

Hm. That was sorta creepy. Moving right along now!

O bad news! i have to get blood tested for two things tomorrow: Anemia and Diabetes. Woo!!! now that's what i call a fun after school activity! Getting poked with needles!! O ya! So cool! Karate chop!!!!! (or if i was a pig, Pork chop!) Haha i made a pun. Punny. hehe. 

2009 BABY!!! It's time for a New Year, a New World, and a New YOU!!! Need some help finding a New Years resolution? Don't worry! ChipotleChick, the world's most qualified New Years Resolution matcher will match you up with the right Resolution for you!!!!!

Some suggestions for New Years Resolutions are:

1. For all you work-a-holics, promise yourself to try and recreate yourself. Attempt to win world record for laziest person of 2009.

2. Don't blink. The entire year. 

3. Get more involved in politics. Vote ChipotleChick dictator of world

4. Lighten up a little. Grow wings.

5. Take a breather. Grow gills.

6. Go the extra mile. Grow an 11th toe

7. Contribute to humanity. Invent the ever-useful hippo-powered flashlight. 

8. Become an animal rights activist. Free all the man-eating tigers, grumpy bears, hungry lion, and annoying monkeys from the zoo. People will respect your go-getter attitude.

9. Expand your knowledge. Remember the digits of pi up to the 1,786 number. You never know when that knowledge will come in handy.

10. Know your rights. Fight for you right to marry penguins. 

11. Become environmentally conscience by wasting paper and wood to make picket signs to protest the use of petroleum based products. 

12. Win World Record for first person to grow gills.

13. Vote ChipotleChick dictator of blogger. (noticing a theme here?)

14. Do all these resolutions so you can win world record for most New years Resolution!

To make a personal appointment to discuss your Resolution choices, please call

1-800-ChipotleChickforDictator.

No it's not a marketing ploy trying to get votes. I truly want to help with your Resolution dilemmas!

The choice is yours!!

*sublimal message: OBEY*

And now i must go! i shall comment on all of your beautiful blogs tomorow!!! 

Blog ya later!

Hey Hey Hey! So I told you about how all my posts are too long right? (Example: happy Canadian Boxing day was the War and Peace of blogging posts) So i'm try to shorten them up a bit! And if they get too long feel free to skip the boring parts. I just type whatever comes to my head and it's not always fun-tertaining. Hehe. Word play. Gota love it.

Anyways, today i Finished the Kite Runner, a book written by Khaled Hosseini. It was a beautifull moving and inspiring book. But it raised a lot of questions and i'm am now going to ask these questions, and then promptly answer myself. And no i will not raise my hand so ha.

My biggest question is why. Why? Why is there war? Why is there hate? What is so wrong with us that we can't be diplomatic, caring? Why is it that humans suffer while other humans cause suffering? 

My answer? Because we are human. Time has made us learn, has made us forget, has made us want. WE have free will and one must wonder if humans abuse that privilege. Why is there war? There is war because not everything can be settled peacefully. War is not a tragedy that is driven soley by power. It is driven by passion, and passion can not be dettered. When you get an ambitious person, who feels they alone know just what the world needs, then they will fight like no tomorrow to get it, and often time there is no tomorrow. NO matter who they might hurt or what might happen, they have a plan and want it bad enough. A better way to explain might be by example. 

Think of it this way: What if you had the answer to solving every ounce of human suffering on this planet? What if you knew exactly what to do to give everyone happiness, to make every one and everything whole. Now what if the only way you could do it was by becoming a terrorist to your own country? What if you could only do it by causing more suffering than there ever was, knowing that when it was done, all would be beautiful. Would you believe the outcome justifies the means? The night is darkest just before the dawn. Would you be both the night, and the dawn?

Thats the way Hitler thought, that's the way terrorists think. Is all the suffering they caused justifiable? To them it was.

Why is there hate? This answer to me is simple. Without hate, love would have no meaning. If  everyone loved everyone, who could truly hold a special place in your heart? There would be know depth to the human soul, no balance. It would be great if we could all love each other, but then, how could we truly love, when there is nothing else to do?

Well dang! i wanted a short post and look what i did. This post is so huge it deserves it's own continent! I'll have to buy rename "Awesome bloggers who commented on my blog and deserve to have an island in their nam" island, to giant post island. What an inconvenience.

So now i'll leave you to ponder those imponderables, and i'll go get the paperwork for renaming the island. 

See ya later alligators

In a while crocodile!

Until next time little limes!

Hasta la vista...oh crap what rymes with vista? o whatever. 

Good-bye fly!

Holy cow it's a horse!

I've decided all of my posts are too long. 

P.s. refer to post beneath this one if you have the desire to read about my New Years Eve. You can either read it and comment, read it and don't comment, read only the last couple of lines then comment, complete skip the post and comment, or totally ignore what i just said here and not comment/comment, or you may have totally skipped this part of my post and if that's the case then i'm gonna call you an insufferable little troll because you will never know i called you that cause you didn't read this part. And if you did read this part then you're not an insufferable little troll, you're more of a lovable little unicorn.

And there you have it.

HAPPY CANADIAN BOXING DAY!!!

I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

O sorry. You didn't hear me? Don't worry i'll repeat myself. 

I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

You still didn't hear me? Are you deaf? Do you require a hearing aid? Ok, one more time.

I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

EEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You still didn't hear me?! Wait what's that you say You can't hear me because this is a blog, not day time television?

Oh.

Right.

In my enthusiasm i forgot that you're technically reading, not listening. Gotcha.

It is January 1st! Oh wait, it's midnight. Ok, it's January second, which means i've been free for a whole day!!! Wooooooo!!! come on, celebrate with me! I don't care if you have a headache from all the partying you did, just celebrate already!!! Fine fine, i'll get you an aspirin. But as soon as your headache is gone we are having a partay!!!!! 

I'll wait.

Waiting...

Waiting....

All this waiting is giving me a headache....

Waiting.....

*whistle*

Waiting...

OMG it's a hippo coming to take me hostage! AWWWW!!! 

Waiting.....

Ok i'm done! It's party time!!!! And everyone who reads my blog is invited. Here's how it goes, we will party via comment board. Come in, leave a comment, and party it up! I'll leave a comment on my own blog to start the party. And also cause my posts look so lonely when they say "0 comments." It makes my blog depressed. Sad blog. 

So who wants to hear about why it should be illegal to serve sushi in aquariums?? Anybody? Somebody? Seriously? Nobody?O, well then. I guess i'll just tell you about New Years Eve! 

New Years Eve was a long night. Not just long, but loooooooooooong. Like those foot long hot dogs. Those are long. I mean, who can actually eat a foot of meat? Ok, so i can, but who else? Then again, i'm not so sure a hot dog counts as meat. what are hot dogs actually made of? O wait, what was I talking about again? O ya! So serving sushi at aquariums is the social equivalent of-wait not that's not was I was talking about.....O! New Years! Right.

So New Years Eve was pretty hectic. You see, there's this exhibit at one of the universities where i live and it's called "Body World's." It's pretty well known. It show cases the human body and how it works, using the bodies of people who sold themselves to science as a last wish of sorts. it was amazingly interesting but ugh, creepy. The atmosphere was the equivalent of hanging around Sweeney Todd's barber shop at 1 in the morning surrounded by wax figurines of the Tellie Tubbies. yeah, it was that creepy. Just imagine this for a second. Walking around a maze of rooms, boxed in by walls painted a dark red, in a dim light that casts mile long shadows, surrounded by human body parts. Even worse, they had the sound of a hear beat pulsating from the walls. Charming. 

The creepiest room of all was the "Blood room." Or the "Ew-this-room-gives-me-the-willies-lets-get-the-heck-outa-here" room as i like to call it. It's basically what the original name implies. It a room with thick dark red carpet, maroon painted walls, and red tinted lighting. Well that's pretty much how the rest of the exhibit was, so that was normal. No, what was so wonderfully special about this room was the barrels lined up in a nice neat orderly fashion used to display how much blood our body pumps in a day. (don' worry, the barrels weren't filled with blood. I know. You're disapointed. So was my buddy Dracula. I'll enlist you both into therapy to help you deal with the traumatic let down) The barrels themselves of course weren't eerie, it was what they represented. That, and the feel of the room. It just made me sick. Ugh. Creepy. (ya i know i'm using the word creepy far too much. It's just the perfect word for this whole scenerio! Creepy. Creepy creepy creepy. Kinda like those people door to door salesman. and Telemarketers. They're pretty creepy too.

So that was my day. My night was a bit less terrifying. Well actually, it was still pretty terrifying, just in it's own special way. I always tell my terrifying experiences to be unique. I want them to know they all hold a special place in my heart.

K. right, so night! You see, I've always liked staying with the fam on New Years Eve. I don't know why, but for some reason It's a night i just don't like going out to other people's places. 4th of July, sure. Halloween, ya. Presidents Day, of course. Canadian Boxing Day, who doesn't? (yes Canadian Boxing Day is a real holliday. Look it up! It's pretty cool) Anyways, so what my fam and i do for our traditional New Years Eve partay is we throw together a bunch of orderves (like mozzerella sticks, jalepeno poppers, shrimp and cocktail sauce, spinach dip, potatoe skins, sushi. just your normal New Years Eve feast! It's about as healthy as it sounds.) and we light up our fireworks! Oh ya, that's usually how it works, but haha this time didn't go as smoothly as we planned hehehe.

The food turned out fine, no surprise there. I mean, all you have to do is either stick it in the oven or pour it in a bowl. Even I can do it. Wait, So the tray goes in  the oven, right? 

Anyways, I wish i could say the same for the fireworks! We had 5 big fountains, 4 small ones, and a package of ground floweres. The first 2 small ones went great! They were beautiful, colorful, chaotic in their movement, yet so orderly in their color. Perfect. The 3rd one started fine, then suddenly tipped over and blew itself off the sidewalk and left a lovely scorch mark on our garage door. The 4th one let out one puff of smoke then died. Needless to say none of us wanted to approach it in case it decided to spontaneously combust. The suspense was killing me so i went up, and kicked it and BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! SPARKS EVERYWHERE!!!!! ARMEGHEDDON! THE START OF THE APOCALYPSE! THE END OF THE WORLD!

No not really. Though when i kicked it i made sure to yell BAM!  really loud so as to give my mom a heart attack. Hehe. My dad then plunked it upside down in the snow to cool it down.

Then we have our big giant fountains  of doom! Sweet! The first three were spectacular, mesmerizing for their coordinated colors and patterned shapes. They were also very bright, blindingly so, but i couldn't look away....Aw my retinas!!!!

Anyways, the next two both had troubles, thought none were too catasatrophic. One stopped in the middle of the show. We all thought it was done, until my dad walked toward it and KABLAM it suddenly started again. My dad of course refused to go near it until all signs of life were dissipated, which wasn't until after my sis and i covered it in 10 pounds of snow, and even then it sparked when my dad came near it hehe. Clearly that firework didn't like him. The last was nearly perfect it just spluttered a couple of times near the end.

All in all, my New Years Eve was.......well it was entertaining! the best part?

I'M FREEEEEEEEEE!!!! LIKE A BIRD!!!! LIKE A PLANE!!!! LIKE A REALLY BIG GRASSHOPPER!!! I FEEL AS HAPPY AS A CANARY ON A SUGAR HIGH!!!!

O, and i'm sorry it took me this long to post after i was bailed out of my life sentence. I was a bit busy. I went hiking today. saw a moose. and we all know how time consuming moose watching can be. Point is, i'm free and can now comment on your blogs! I will do that tomorrow, i can't now cause it's one in the morning and  would reallly rather not get caught blogging and grounded. again. forever. And if i get banned from blogging again i'll die i tell ya just die!!!!! No No! Don't lock me up again! You'll never catch me alive coppers!!!!!! 

No, i haven't lost my mind. I let it wander and it just hasn't returned yet. I really should put a GPS tracker on that thing.

So this is it! I can't wait to read about how you guys spent your New Years.  

And if you need help coming up with New Year Resolutions, I'll be posting a list of ideas a little later. Until then, it was nice blogging ya! Y'all rock, even when you roll. 

Blog ya later!

First Post by ChipotleChick in the year 2009. This is a historic post. Please, let's have a moment of silence to contemplate the significance of this moment. 

Silence over! Bye!