Niggardly! It's a Word! Truly.

Hello. I'm just as surprised as you all should be. Go ahead, look it up just like I did.
I also feel a bit prettier today than I have in a while; that has no relation to the above topic of words. But I guess I do and it's awkward because I look nice and I have nowhere to show up looking like I do. No special occasion or whatever.


Romantic! Oh, so interesting to read about lately. Oh, oh wombats. Wombat Harness; any of you will do right now. M'm, m'm.
This just drones on and on without any real purpose then. Going back to niggardly--quite the spectacle of the english language, eh? So many other words to use and then there's this one.

Maybe I have Vowel Cancer, too

English, what a malleable force. What have I been doing since the family good-times? Well, reading and doing stuff that I was doing pre-trip. That means mostly moping over some missed events (such a moper, am I?). I am much fascinated by the words in books, lately. It gives good indication on what to feel when something good happens later on.

Puberty at 25 as well as Tasty Type B Blood

I missed The Wombats indefinately. *tear* *tear*


It's terrible that I need to write like that..and also rather strange, I believe. Well, I have been here in the state of Illinois (aaaagain? Home sweet home) for a long time. Taco Bell at 1:30 A.M. for a feast. Hells yes. There isn't much to say, really, other than that. It's been over a year since my first entry! Ho shit. Long time past since the Japan trip (naru-chan!! ima doko da yo?). Generally fun times had by all. When they were all here about a week ago. Wow. Why have I stayed this long (there is an obvious answer, but let us suppose that this proposed question is rhetorical)? I have fallen asleep listening to my cousin talk to this guy (he has a peculiar laugh; it's strangely adorable and what's up with his squinty eyes and why does he look like this other guy who hangs out with a certain friend of mine?) and we have chatted about how to deal with poop. I guess no more chili for her. I suppose we've also realized how old we are (I mean, we've practically known each other since forevah) and how old we might become (grandparents?). I guess we can look forward to these kind of visits later. We can look back and be all, "Remember that guy with the weird laugh?" and "Oh yeah. I ended up marrying him." Well, it might not be that likely to happen, but how scandalous would that be?