Monday, November 29, 2010
in the way
but then she saw a ghost in the mirror.
i was like, "sur-praaaahhhhhhhhhsss, mom! it's meh!"
then i tried to make eye contact with her in REAL life, instead of in the mirror.
but i failed. so i had to sit there looking depressed until she snuggled me.
having a scrunch
it's winter time, people, and that means i'm dealing with some seeeeriously dry skin. my mom put this stuff called "shea butter" on my belly when it was flaky, and i licked it off immediately because, hey, FREE SHEA BUTTER.
...so now i like to have a little rub-down against any surface i can find. it does wonders for me.
natty lite
this is me in natural lighting, so you know my cuteness isn't just the product of soft bulbs and reflection screens.
same face, different backgrounds
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
my first creative writing piece
welp, i'm officially a grownup now, so it's time to follow in my mom and grandmother's footsteps and become a writer. while mom was out this afternoon, i took the liberty of embellishing the paper she had been writing. i could tell she wanted my help. that's why she left her laptop open on the windowsill where i like to sleep. here's the copy and paste of my masterpiece:
"xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxcmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm AQ8( b"
i know. i'm a genius. just call me b.b. cummings.
doing some googling
mom had to go to the hospital last night (don't worry, she's fine), but while she was gone i did some googling to figure out what was wrong with her. my initial search for 77777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777N \ - was fruitless, so i tried a little ctrl+f action for 444444444. the results were fascinating.
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