I was eating Pringles, and when I went to get a drink of water, one fell down the drain!
This has happened to me 758 times, and every time it happens, something bad happens to me.
I guess I'd better call a plumber.
I'd better not write too many entries, cause at the end of the week, I'm gonna blow all my money on going premier if I get too used to it.
Make sense to you? It doesn't to me. I just wrote it in my sleep.
*snore*
Also, am no longer Hydraxon. Luckily, my blog title still makes sense. Not that it matters, cause at the end of the week, it's gonna be gone.
Dude, so, now I know what it feels like.
Well, just got back from camp, where we played CTF, Mission Impossible, Assassins, and had cardboard boat wars.
First real entry on the back of tomorrow.
