Gone!
Hi there, I’ve moved to www.smurfism.com/blog
Please update your links! Still figuring how to shift my entries over… sigh…
I want one too
Mikki… and me…
Toki…. Doki!
Look what Wormy got me!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
America’s going through a bikini wax
Bush Dies Peacefully In His Sleep
WASHINGTON—George W. Bush, 43rd president of the United States of America, passed away painlessly in his sleep Monday night, White House sources confirmed. The 62-year-old Bush was reportedly discovered lying unresponsive in his bed by first lady Laura Bush, a gentle smile still on his lips. “It was as though he knew it was his time to go,” said longtime family physician Dr. Harold Ditmas, who pronounced the president dead of natural causes at 7:24 a.m. Plans for Bush’s funeral have been postponed indefinitely following an unexpected incident in which the president’s corpse was sucked through an Air Force One jet engine.
Gotta love The ONION.
Tiggy Down, Send Backup
The flu bug makes its first visit to poor ol’ Tiggrr sometime last week, rendering her with a speech deficiency.
I came down with a terrible sore throat after watching Red Cliff 2 with the ladies. Strangely, my nose wasn’t leaking during the ordeal. It was simply… blocked! There was phlegm stuck between my nose and my throat though, and I didn’t know how to spit it out. It’s terribly uncomfortable when its midway and the only solution is to expel it from my system. I’ve always had a strong detest for spitters and I’ve classified them into 2 groups - lao tee kos, and lao tee kos to bes. But every time the flu bug strikes, I’ll find myself green with envy. How do they inhale till it goes down from the nose but stop before it goes down the throat? Then how do they manage to get it into the mouth? Is it possible to bring those stuck in the throat back up into the nose and then exhale and blow it into a tissue? I’ll prefer that actually.
So I’ve lost my voice and managed to sound like Optimus Prime for a couple of days. “Autobots, transform. Megatron must be destroyed. The Decepticons must not win.” I got my voice box working just in time for yesterday’s art lesson. Since the kids were starting the lessons together with me (unlike the other time when I took them halfway), only two students cried - one because she was separated from her friend, the other because.. I don’t know. But both of them were cool and cute once I let them sit beside me. Class ended before I knew it and my voice was hoarse again. Some kid gave me a sweet and he’s not even in my class. 
Teaching always gets me exhausted, and I slept like a baby. Woke up this morning and sounded like a deflated balloon. Sigh.
