I love those swirly things. ~~~~~~~~~~
What are they?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Okay, they're getting old now.
Oh, really, Jc, grow up.
God, Jc, get a life outside of swirly things! I'm sick of them and I simply will not put up with them!
Gracious, I'm rude. But anyways, it's SOOOOOO hot out today. Killer muggy humid, blankety compressing damp constricting hot. I hate weather like this, because I'm not at the lake!
On a random note, July fifth was the year's anniversary for my blog. :)~~
Ew, my happy face has a beard.
Last year at this time, I was going stir crazy at the lake, not exiled to the coolness of the basement packing. Rawr.
My two fish, Christine and Coraline, have been alive for so long. I'm so proud of them. But guess what? They have to die! My mother suggested I put them in my aunt's pond. I've always liked ponds with fish, but the water is green and opaque, and all of her fish died. Maybe, since they were my fish, they are so tough and hardy they'll survive the pond. But I doubt it.