LEMONADE RAIN

ok, i’m not big on current issues i guess.

wait. i lied. i am. i basically know all the mindless shit going on in the world right now, i form an opinion on it, and goddammit, i’m right. and lately my issue of choice has been robert latimer, the farmer from saskatchewan who used his truck to poison his twelve year old terminally ill daughter, tracey. um, WHY IS THIS MAN IN JAIL?! i really don’t get it. he loved her so damn much that he killed her, knowing the consequences he would face. let the man out of jail.

but yeah like i said i’m not big on current issues. and by not big on current issues i really mean if you know me in real life you will hear me scream and whine and bitch about the situation in the world, but on the internet no siree, i haven’t got an opinion. really that just means don’t comment on this crap and tell me i should burn in the fiery depths of hell for thinking robert latimer was right in killing his daughter.

in other recent news, um i think thats about it.

sitting in paige’s bed, watching cartoons. paige is on the floor.

paige: “i’m gonna open the pantyhose i bought yesterday.”

me (watching cartoons): “mhmmmm.”

paige opens pantyhose to discover they have some sort of reinforced crotch or something

paige: what the hell is this, a pee filter?

i prompty fell on the floor laughing

#1 - great ways to piss me off..

shred a tire a half hour from home.. on a horse trailer with a skittish horse inside, on a busy highway, at 830pm.

its been an exhausting evening.

so i guess i’m starting a blog. there are about 654987 reasons i can think of (off the top of my head) why i should be banned from doing this. reason #1 - what if the kids from my high school find this?!?!? which i quickly countered with - hell, i don’t care about 98% of them anyways.

in fact, if you keep reading this blog, you will come to learn i really don’t care about much at all. i’m one of those, you know, “lets all go to church! believe the faith!” types, that teach religion, read on the altar, bff with the priest. except: i don’t even believe in god, i just really need to get into engineering at college. and what better way to show that even though my physics skills are less than stellar, i still have social skills: well church, of course.

you should probably know this before you keep reading: if i don’t get into agricultural college to be an agricultural engineer, i will not go to college, sit at home, eat pillsbury cookie dough out of the package, and watch really bad amanda bynes movies on my couch all day with my dog and three cats. so yeah, college is a must.

by the way, i have a horsie. two, actually. i like them a lot, but lately they’re tying me down. i have to be home every night to feed them and clean their stalls, instead of being out driving 70 over the speed limit and drinking beer on my friend’s kitchen counters. i think i have commitment issues. i may have to focus on that.

except tonight i have to drive my horse 40 minutes away, to ride him. then take him home. and do the same thing tomorrow, except i’ll stay the night. pony sleepover!! except in reality i’m working my rear end off and riding at a pretty decent level now. so its not as much fun as you would guess.