Mark your calendars, folks. Today is a very rare, special day.

I want to clean the house.

That's right. Lizzy, ever the lump on the couch, wants to get up and clean stuff. Sweeping, vaccuuming, unloading the dishwasher, folding clothes, putting DVD's back on the rack! This entire list of stuff to do is before me! But do I quiver in fear? No! I REJOICE! Am I so BORED from my non-eventful life that I want to clean something? The Hell is wrong with me? I don't know! But the urge to clean the house is there, and I shall obey it because it's gonna get about $25. WOOHOO!

In other news, My ringworm looks angrier. I can acutally see the ring now, which I couldn't before, and it's a lot... bigger... than I originally thought. The creme I'm using must be pushing it to the surface, or something. Whatever's happening, the Peggy ringworm, (my friend Alex made me name it, so I named it Peggy)does not like it at all. Well, SCREW YOU, PEGGY!

I feel bad because I haven't worked on my fan fiction in well over three weeks. I'm just not in the mood to write... but I feel bad for my readers... Sorry!

No job yet. Bastard employers.

Ja

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