I DID. I didn't sleep until well after one PM when I got home. I went to the bank, the post office, the grocery store, the book store, walmart, another bank and FINALLY my house.

I have to go up to the school tomorrow and buy my books since they didn't let me last time. HHHGGHNFFFMMM I go back to school Friday. Boooo.

Eagle One finally showed up and put up four more sections on my tower. It started to rain really really bad so they had to go home. Hopefully they've gotten their act together because they came TWICE in the same week. A NEW RECORD.

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Those of you who know me are well aware that I am a tiny person. I weigh about a buck fifty and am five foot nothin'. Usually this hinders me and puts me on the receiving end of many 'midget' jokes. HOWEVER TODAY I have discovered an up-side to being so small.

Today I was grocery shopping. I had hefted a big old jug of kitty litter and some other things into my buggy and was pushing it along. Then a thought struck me. I got a good push and go, hopped up, and RODE ON THE BACKOF THE BUGGY without it flipping over.

A GRAND OLD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL. At least down broad aisles that innocent people weren't standing in.

So some of you that watch me know of my mourning of having no more microwavable pizzas. Like. Ever. Because they stopped making the kind I like. But today, I was talking to a friend and I realized something.

We have EIGHT different pizza places in my town.

EIGHT.

I have only tried four of them.

>8I I need to fix this.

SUMMER GOALS:

-Try every pizza place in town. EVERY ONE.

-Write a short story all the way through.

-Learn to drive to Tupelo alone.

-Get more done on J-Scape with katanisk .

-Blog more

FOUR HOURS OF SLEEP MLAAAAAAAAAAGH.

So, first day back in school was kind of eeeeh. It seems that I'm going to have to get up at the asscrack of dawn to get myself a good parking place. I think leaving half an hour earlier would be a good idea. I can carry something to keep myself occupied in the room or something.  The place was FULL . I circled around and eventually found a spot in which I proceded to DO IT RONG. (More on that later)

I got into math late but it was okay since it's just the first week. The hard part was finding the room. Both the classes I'm in arei n room 218 in different buildings. This worried me a little since things don't tend to match up like that. There was a detour note on the math door an in my hurry, I didn't get that it was a note for another class. I had actually found the right room. SO UP THE ELEVATOR I WENt where I proceded to confuse some people.

I EVENTUALLY got back to math class and it went okay from there. I gave them the idea of email forwarding and she showed us how to set up this online part of the lesson. D: Like sixty percent of my counting math work will be ONLINE. Why do I drive up there three times a week again? Anyway the teacher seems like a nice sane woman.

I found my English class in plenty of time. However, we all sat there like 8I for about ten minutes until we figured out that there was a note on THIS door too: No class today. Something had come up. SO We got to leave early.

I get out, get in my spaceship, then get on the road. Everything's cool, right? I notice this thin little yellow paper slip of DOOM flapping around in my wipe blades.

"WHAT FUCKERY IS THIS?" sez I.

I pulled into Java Junkies and got a look at it. >BI I HAVE A TWENTY DOLLAR PARKING TICKET for pulling through a space and parking facing outwards. d;slfds;fadaad OH well. Least I know not to do that again. I pay it off Wendesday so it shouldn't be so bad.

So I got home and set up all my online stuff. The online things for all teachers this year is TOOOOOONS more orgonized. I was ill and pissy for a while and complained to Cobo but in all, it wasn't TERRIBLE.

Then Ben called and we went and did stuff in town. I got him a book from Bookland and he got me a Heroes necklace. We did our Christmas late since I didn't get to see him for regular Christmas. YAY FRIENDS. It made me feel a lot better. XD We went and looked around a FANCY FURNITURE STORE just because we could and almost went into the sex shop for the lols.

I already did my reading homework and the massive printing out of crap I'll need for English so...I'm free again for now. Now I just want to sleep forever. I got offline early last night but I was so nervous I barely slept.

PS: Working on a new place to host my writing.
 

Well today I uploaded two pages of the beginning of a little 12 page comic project I want to do. Hand drawn and colored with some digital add-ons about a bunch of anthro musicians and the tiny overcrowded planet they live on. Go check my gallery if you wanna see.

THEN I SLEPT FOR EVER.

Around four, Brad woke me up to go to town. Got some food and then wandered around Walmart. I think insomnia and my terrible sleep schedule is interfering with my judgment skills. I came home with  new pillow (which I needed) a health drink (which I also needed) Part of a friend's Christmas gift, and two foam play-swords which...I'm not sure why I have.

I need to sleep more. And eat better. As badly as I treat it , you'd think my body would have more wrong with it. The last doctor I saw was my pediatrition when I was a little kid. Dentists don't really count.

OH. Speaking of dentists, I gots good news! I have a much better health insurance now. My old one didn't cover a whole lot but this one covers accidents, the dentist, and helps me get perscriptions for cheaper if anything happens to me.

I was told Curtis came through his surgery okay. David's up there in Memphis with him now. I don't know a whole lot else about the situation. He was talking about going back to  his ex and that got Mom all upset but she gets upset over everything.

B-Day party is Saturday yaaaaay! I WILL BE A MAN.
Real birthday is on Sunday though so that's when Dad said I can have my gift. I'm excited because I'm actaully gonna be surprised this time around and not know what I'm getting off the list I gave him.

Also, I have Fruit Stripes zerbra gum and you don't.

WELL. What has Wolfy been up to these past few days? All she's shown us are weird hallucination-filled conversation snippets and a weird story!

With the help of catgirlgoth , I managed to find THE PUBLIC PARK. The park is a magical, happy, and somewhat disgusting place with lots of soft grass, rusty swings, and wooden tree houses covered in graffiti to play on! Yeah, we ran around like a couple of retarded five-year-olds. It was fun though and probably did us both a world of good.

Now as many of you know, ANYTHING with the word 'public' in front of it is bound to have nasty parts to it. Public restroom. Public fountain. Public school. Public pool. ALL OF THEM SIMPLY BRIMMING WITH DISEASE. Anyway, the beloved park was no different. The grounds themselves were fairly kept. The playground part had some garbage though. Abandoned hats, broken plastic watches, 25 cent machine jewelry, all that good stuff.

The crown jewel of the park though were the Ladie's Bathroom. This gets big letters because it is VERY IMPORTANT. There are things one usually learns about public restrooms when it comes to outside establishments-- the beach, the pool, and the park. They are the subject of vandalization and in the case of the Corinth Public Park's bathroom, the stalls had no doors. The stalls. Had no doors.

Kathie is a very good friend. You know you have a good friend when they offer to be your personal door while you sit directly behind them and do a #2. ANYWAY. While I was in there, I noticed that on the floor there were these red spots. They looked like the same color as the walls so we HOPED it was just paint. They looked slightly wet though. It was a humid day. It would be nice to think that it was paint drips rather than somebody period-ing all over the place. A murder would be cooler.

Also in the neighboring stall, a nauseated face had been spray-painted on the inside of the lid. Good times, good times.

SO THEN WHAT DID YOU DO, WOLFY?

Because I don't believe in doing things IN ORDER, I'm gonna tell you about the new fish tank I got for Plasmodious. It's a good deal bigger than his old one and has a filter that WORKS. It's nice and quiet and gives him BUBBLES and all that good stuff.

I also got a hoodie for myself because I'm always cold. It has griffins on it! YAAAAY GRIFFINS. Got a new laundry hamper and a few other things. I may be buying myself a number of new sleep shorts though.

Cousin Brad gave me some books as an early birthday present (It's the 7th but who knows where everybody will be, then). One is a spiritual guide by a guy who was good friends with Mr. Rogers and the other is a devotional journal for womens. They're both very nice! I think this year I just want to have him and Kat over to my house or we could all go out to McDonalds and have a wee little party there and go see a movie or come to my house and watch a movie or play Soul Caliber at his house.

For those of you that do the praying thing? My nephew really needs your prayers. His surgery for his spine is on the 3rd of September. He's going to the doctor tomorrow and then he's going to stay with his mom until its over. I won't see him for a couple weeks. Please pray for him and our whole family. We really need it.

Today my father taught me the mystical trade of USING THE WEEDWACKER. It is a plastic string attached to a motor that destroys everything in its path. It's light and much easier for me to carry than the leafblower. Me and Mr. Weedwacker are going to be friends.

Also, I am filthy and need a shower.

BIG FAT TO-DO LIST:
Contact TLW27 about what illustrations he wants
Finish Rei's picture
Write more David and Casey

WEEEEEEEE INSOMINA!!!four

I have come to a conclusion.

My butt EATS pants. It eats them. I have lost my favorite jeans in the world to the monster already. Both cheeks wore clean out. And now, now my only pair of jeans that is both comfy and lacks holes all in it, has a hole on the left cheek.

8C!!!!!!

This can mean any number of things beyond "I need more jeans." such as:
I shouldn't sit so much
Maybe I should swap to around-the-house shorts when I leave the public
I should buy pants made out of steel

Howell. I have a goal for the week: BUY PANTS THAT DON'T SUCK.

General public: WOLFY. WHAT DID YOU DO YESTERDAY.

8D Well, gang! I went to get the Good Ship Misery inspected! I followed mom up there and unlike the last time I followed somebody to a place of automotives, I did not follow the wrong car to the other side of town. Turns out, my horn is broked. They think the fuse is out or something so dad said he'd fix it. They still gave me my sticker. Also, D8 did you know it costs five extra dorrah to have window tint? I did not! Wolfy was not happy so Wolfy is thinking about getting that crap taken off!

After that, I was pretty much on my own after bawwwing to mom about my horn dilemma. I went on a MYSTICAL POST OFFICE ADVENTURE. This isn't so much just making an epic title for humor's sake about dropping off a package. My MYSTICAL POST OFFICE ADVENTURES (or MPAs) are just that. Our post office has this habit of MOVING. I swear it does. I'll take one rout to it one day and it will be there. I take the same rout another, and it's ONE BLOCK OVER. Now. Somebody got the bright idea to place said post office in the shallows of the downtown ghetto. This means I'm navigating the Ship through TEENY TINY BADLY LABELED STREETS that sometimes turn out to be ridiculously shaped driveways. After some choice words and panicing, I finally managed to locate the mystical moving post office.

COMMISSION MAILED!

While leaving, there was some hullabaloo (caused by me 8'D) at an intersection where nobody knew who's turn it was to go. I made some old woman mad. She'll get over it.

It was still pretty early so I swung by the book store to wait for Mcdonalds to start serving lunch-type food. I got my first Neil Gaiman book! It's called Anansi Boys and it's pretty good so far. I really enjoyed getting to wander around the store on my own and sit in the floor, taking my time. I always feel antsy when I'm just looking and have somebody with me. I hate lagging folks. It always inspires and worries me looking at the newer titles on the shelves. There's always that "CRAP! I thought about writing that!" that all writer's experience and it bums you the heck out. But then you get to read it because it's something you like anyway.

THEN, I drove to Mcdonalds. There wasn't a very long line and since I've gotten my muffler fixed, the wait with my window down wasn't excruciating. I could even hear my Reliant K CD. I acquired lunchins and DROVE AWAY INTO THE SUNSET...SUNRISE...Whateverhappensbeforenoon.

I chilled at the house for a while and Kat calls. LET US GO TO CHURCH TONIGHT says I and she's like 8D K! So I go pick her up and come back home. We goof around and I get a shower until it's time to leave.By this time, my brother has come home and for some UNKNOWN REASON parks his work truck behind mine, takes the keys, and leaves for the movies in the other car, leaving me trapped in the carport of a bazillion other manless vehicles.

SO.

We didn't get to go to church. BC Instead we had a short fellowship at home and continued hanging out until they got home at some late hour, past the time for Kat to take her meds at home. GEE THANKS DAVID. YOU ALMOST MADE MY FRIEND SICK.

THEN I DIED UNTIL THIS MORNING. The end.