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Memorial to my Maybe-Dead Hermit Crab
...written on 2004-07-25, @ 10:40 p.m.
Do I write a lot of entries about pants? I didn't realize this until recently. I write a lot about pants......
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.........................wow.
Not much happened today.
1) After church this morning my aunt and my dad were setting their car alarms off at each other.
2) I think I killed my hermit crab because I fogot about her or him. Who knows what it was, its not like they can mate in captivity anyway...poor Sandy (that was his/her name). I think I will make a memorial in the trash can of the shell and cage and colorful rocks. How nice.
3) Roth hooked up a trailor-full of buckets that had corn and beans in them- to a lawnmower. He was driving it across the yard, because he was too lazy to find the 4-wheeler. HANK!!!
4)Amber had her birthday/ going away party. I already miss her. Happy Birthday, Amber!! The party was good though. It had crazy music and dancing and crazy cake cutting, icing fights, and icing filled plates *COUGHANNACOUGh*. I think we freaked out some other people eating at Pizza Hut.
5) I went to my Grandpa and Grandma H.s house to ride horses. For some odd reason my but is sore and my jeans seem molded to my but. Gotta be the fabric softener...
6) I drove the car part of the way home from Courtney's house. I drove the Dodge down the lane after Grandma and Grandpa H.s house. I can't seem to look out the window and drive at the same time.
7) Talking about how to stop an ex from stalking and being obsessive about Anna....So far no good.
That's my day.