Rachael: "What I really want to do, is bury you alive, and plant a sapling tree over the site. The tree will grow strong off of your blood, and uproot itself only to feed off your carcass." The ultimate desecration!

I played Moonlight Sonata in my keyboard's popcorn voice, and it is pretty insane how much I loved it.

We had a bonfire at my Auntie's house tonight. It was so nice, and the camping passions that burn my heart round about this time every year, are back in full heated flames. I want to camp at the ocean!

My family is freaked out over my knee, so my mother is taking me to the doctor's in the morning. I've learned to live with this curse, so why can't they just get their gd hang up's off my porch?

Lindsey's belly is hanging low like a man afflicted with the beer belly. Sophia is ready to rear her head. I felt her shape today, and she is bent completely in half, her feet up near her face, and her little ass a poking out my sister's right gill. Sarin is on total bed rest, having to stay off her feet amap. Poor little Sarin, she has had a rough go at pregnancy. Lily doesn't know that I ever left.

I have so many summer ideas brewing. I have really great visions of sky writing with sparklers on my front porch, also bottle rockets shot from pvc pipe.