Ok, ok...

I have something to say (as if anyone's listening). I created this blog to escape from the clutches of my mother's blog so now I can really write whatever I want without her worrying so much about me. Also, I didn't want my identity to be revealed. So this is a different "identity" for moi.

I'm tired. For now. Gute Nacht (good night).

One more thing. This is like my "Overseas" blog, jsyk. I'm an American (in Omaha, Land of Beef and CORN) moving to England. I can't wait.

We had a lot to do. My dog is being dropped off at my grandma's house (in The Moor of Baltic, Land of Chesepeke and Terrapins). That sucks and is kind of cleansing in a way. It sucks we won't get to see him for six months. But, he will be with dog fanatics instead of in quarantine. Also, I won't get bitten for a long time. But that's probably because I don't spend enough time with him. I feel guilty for seeing the upside and that I'm sort of glad that he's gone, but I'm really going to miss him. At least I hope I'll miss him...

Ok. Me and my sis (my twin - I shall call her Squishy [DON'T ASK]) - ok, so me and Squishy were fighting over who has to walk the dog in the morning. It was a few days ago. Then our step mom (I shall call her Blondie) came in and was disgusted with our ways (this almost always true) - she said we hated the dog because we only had a few days with him left.

I thought to myself that there's a difference in hating and hating to walk the dog. I hate to walk the dog, not the dog himself (Brindle Babe [B.B. for short]).

OH SHIT!!!!!!!!

I just realized that my layout is the same as a blog I know.

Oh well. Back to reality.

OOOOOoooo, Lookie here!

First blog post at this blog! Nothing much to say right now except that so...

Oh, and I'm not sure what this blog's about yet, so...

HI!