Chapter Five: Bitter End ( Read more... )

So, my dog. Well, I've had her since I was four. And while I can remember getting her, I don't remember life without her. Seeing as I was four. Not that I want to remember life without ( Read more... )

I can't believe it ( Read more... )

I made it to States ( Read more... )

I did quite well at my race on Friday. I think I placed around 8th in the league, but I'm not sure, since I didn't get to see my second time, until we were about to leave. It was Slalom, which for those non-ski-racer types are when the gates (poles that you turn around) are placed closer together and are like red and blue bamboo poles ( Read more... )

Almost Christmas!
I'm so excited.

The blood tests came back and my dog does not have Cushings ( Read more... )

Karma is definately laughing at me. And if it wasn't me in my shoes, I probably would laugh ( Read more... )

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I wrote this during the summer when I was very, very, very, very, very, very bored. I have a picture of this, somewhere. I think it's on my desk.

Butter-side UP “Why can’t bread ever fall butter side up?” Splat! There went another piece of perfectly nice bread ( Read more... )