President's Day

As many of you have probably heard, today is Presidents Day. Not that that necessarily means anything to you. I mean, it's a pretty vague name when you think about it. Like take 'Washington's Birthday'. There's no question as to who or what it's about. But this Presidents Day business, I just don't know. Which president are they talking about and why is it their day? You'd think they could have been a little more specific. As you already know --at least you do now if you tried to go to school-- we have the day off. We also have the rest of the week off. Woo yeah! And once again I wish they could have told us who this president was so we could thank him for scoring us a day off.

The Plot Thickens

So you remember about that tooth I wrote about? Yeah, well, the story gets even more interesting. So the day after I'd lost it I'd placed it temporarily on the cabinet outside the bathroom. Later that afternoon, my mom comes along and asks what happened to the tooth. I told her that I'd fallen out. She said, "I know that." So I came to see what she was talking about. Sure enough, I saw that there was only a half of a tooth. I figured it must have just fallen off of the cabinet and broken. But when I asked my mom where she'd found it, she pointed right to the spot where I'd left it. I looked around, but the other half was no where to be found. So the tooth had never left it's spot, yet managed to break in half and mysteriously dispose of the other half. Or else the Tooth Fairy's getting pretty cheap.

Valentine's Day

Yes, yes, I know you've all already blogged about Valentine's Day, but I'm just a little slow, okay? Well I think Valentine's Day is pretty stupid. Right up there with football and our president. I mean, the original thought behind it was nice, but it's just so commercial, it's, well, stupid. Like take CVS for example. They were so decked out with candy and decorations, it was practically like Halloween. Seriously.

Tooth Troubles

Friday night, 11:30, I'm brushing my teeth. Now I know what you're thinking, no one wants to read about me brushing my teeth. But wait, it gets better. So I feel this pain. I had a loose tooth, so my first thought was that it'd fallen out. Actually, before that I thought ouch. But then I realized that nothing had fallen out and that all my teeth were still there. So I looked in the mirror and saw that sure enough, my tooth was still there, only it'd twisted around, and kinda caught on my other tooth. Damn. I called for help and just about the whole household, dog included, came running. But nothing anybody tried did any good. It wouldn't fall out and it wouldn't untwist. Feeling pathetic, I went to bed, with reassurance that it would come out in the morning. I was worried that it would fall out in my sleep and that I'd choke and die. Losers have to worry about these things, you know.
It did fall out, but I didn't choke and die.

The First Ever

Yep, this is my first ever post. I want this blog to be nice, and not all about that super-personal stuff. Because really, no one wants to read that crap. They've got their own stuff to deal with.