well maroon round up was yesterday and i think i died there.
so now i'm at my granny's house,
enjoying a cordless keyboard/mouse,
and the company or my lovely grandmother and grandmother's boyfriend and brother.
this morning i went fishing, which reminded me nothing of cabbage, i should tell my pen pal, and now i'm sitting here in between lunch and the library (where my gran volunteers at or something).
i'm going to go.. bake cookies or something.
you know that's not it steve harvey,