She swears the cat started it.

It happened last night.. It started as a harmless & playful chase around the house, but it ended a bit different this time. By the time I had reached the "crime scene" it almost appeared as if I could have been too late. There lyed Johnny Boy on his back with Bellas mouth wrapped around his stomach. Normally, my sister and I would find sick & twisted humor out of a situation like this... But Bella's tail was no longer wagging...

She looked pissed.

Not Good.

Once I gained control of Bella (kinda) and Johnny ran out of the room, my mom came in to see what was going on.. That's when we saw Bs face.. There was enough blood on her face & in her mouth to send me into a total panic attack. Bella made it extremely difficult to check out her injuries because apparently all she could think about was getting Johnny... still.

Back when Bella was a bit smaller and definitely not as powerful, I would have not thought twice about the situation that just happened. Bella was still considered a "baby", I guess, and she only chased Johnny because she was curious..

She sees something moving and wants to see what it is. You'd think Johnny would just sit still to avoid the intense chases. Maybe he hasn't seen Jurrassic Park.

f*ck a title.

My day began with a little puppy sitting that actually went pretty well. Very good puppy. Then it was off to Houston with my mom to go work at The Aquarium Downtown. As usual, my mom and I spent about 10% of our time working and the rest of the time we played.

We got to touch a Stingray.
We got to see 1 day old baby sharks, and shark eggs that are waiting to hatch.
We found Nemo and got a picture of him.
We saw an Anaconda.
We saw an Electric Eel.
We saw Seahorses.
We saw a Tirantula.
We saw a White Tiger.
We saw alot of other underwater creatures as well, but none of them come to mind..

Needless to say, I had a pretty good time and got to help my mom out too.

Then our two-faced, shady, unprofessional bosses decide to spread our personal business to others and blame it on me. ME? What the hell?

They say he just graduated from college... It looks like he just graduated intermediate school. How dare he make my mother cry... And then make it out to be my fault... He's lucky he's my boss.. I'd tell him to go kill himself or at least eat a dick if he wasn't my boss.

And just when we thought the day couldn't get any worse.....

**Door Bell**

IT'S SPEEDY TURTLE DELIVERY SERVICE!!

Somebody must be in a big hurry to leave.. I wonder if he's ever going to take his two daughters feelings into consideration.

Who knows? Technically, he doesn't have to. We are 22 and 19. He doesn't have to say a damn thing to us, it scares me to think that he won't.

Good Night.

I'm really popular. I'm lying.

So I just finished watching Napoleon Dynamite for the fifth time in a row. Its in my "top 10", it would be in my "top 5" if it wasn't in everyone elses. People ruin things.

Napoleon and I are much a like. Alot of people probably would say the same about themselves and Napoleon. Their reasoning would probably include something about their "true inner nerd". Fair enough, being a nerd is the second best thing to be besides yourself. But I can't help but think about the majority of females in my grade (when I attended school) and what they think about the movie Napoleon Dynamite. Most of them would claim to be a "secret Napoleon". I would have to disagree.

Maybe I'm just selfish.

But they're not even close to resembling Napoleon.

I am. I am because I have no friends. I just never had the "balls" to get up in front of the entire school and do my dance.

I tried dancing in front of the entire school, but apparently ruined the whole performance because I had to wear glasses. My glasses made all of the Arabian Nights Dancers look bad that evening. I liked my glasses up until that day. I would have continued to wear my glasses shamelessly if it weren't for that girl who asked me if I could try dancing without them.

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Not sure where I was going with that.. Maybe, if any of the girls I mentioned earlier were to do their nerdy retarded dances in front of the whole school, they'd be showered with compliments and their mothers would be waiting outside with a bouquet of roses. Must be nice.

I never provided anyone other than my family with my true creative inner genius/entertainer. I knew they wouldn't place too hard of judgments on me if I seemed to be a little "too weird" sometimes.

Maybe that's why God created the family. Just in case your dance doesn't cut it.

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I chose this picture because I really wanted to have a silly picture, and well..... maybe only my little sister will be able to fully appreciate it.