Internet is being a big fat bitch. I'm trying to RP with people here!

Grandpa got me this 'BlogToolKit' thing and because my computer is so old/riddled with viruses and other such things, 'Adobe' doesn't work very well. Try not at all. Things aren't looking up.

I WILL get this workin gosh darnit!

Apparently, I'm supposed to be advertising his business. Let's start now, shall we? A1 Electronics, Waveland MS. We rock~!

Ah-hahhahah, yeah, not so good, huh? I'll figure it out sooner or later.

Not as many replies today as yesterday.

Pfft, 'Earth Girls are Easy'. I love this movie.

Psh, now I've got that one song stuck in my head.....

"What's up, sweet cakes~? Who's hip, anyway~? Earth girls are easy~. Whatcha gonna do, my little bugaloo? Hey you better ask her nice! All you gotta do, happy fool is ask you mom~. Ask your mom~!"

Hah~, 'Ask DNA'. Great song.

Megan and Ariel are here. We have a funeral service to go to later.

And Uncle Mark has JUST now noticed the vaulted ceiling. WTH?

Grandpa and Uncle Mark are having an attorney joke war.....

Piece of shit for the lose......Dammit.

There's a cloud of smoke hovering over my head....I'm gonna get fucking lung cancer, I know it. Haven't smoked once in my life, and I'm gonna get lung cancer.

Why does it always fucking rain when I have to go to a funeral? Just once I'd like for it to be sunny, you know?

Shoulda had Ariel bring me a necklace. Maybe I should call and ask her to bring it....

'Pay it Forward' is on. Such a sad movie.

I'm getting dragged to the gas station with Elijah...Whoo~........

"Flux Capacitor is fluxing." Why have I never actually sat down and watched 'Back to the Future'?

Damn, I'm trying to decide whether or not I should join in on Denmark's game......As either muse....

"It's not a tumor!" Pff, Arnold Schwarzenegger.

Going to the wake soon.

Rode with Elijah and Gage.

On the way back Elijah decided he needed to buy some beer. I thought this was unnecessary. He then said not to worry, because he only drinks a few while he's driving. I thought he was joking, but apparently not, because he preceeded to drink three of them WHILE he drove us back to the house. I have never wished I could drive more than at that moment. Mother fucker. The last thing we needed is for one of us to die on the way back from a wake. I'd make some kinda pissed joke, but alas, I really am pissed.