I normally don't play pranks but....

Ok... so my dear, sweet, kind sister almost made me choak. And it was my own falt.

I think I mentioned that I switched the keys on my keyboard... anyway, AJ, fyi, I switched the "m" and "n" keys on my keyboard. I was looking up on the internet ideas to drive Spencer crazy. WELL... I read that switching the "m" and "n" keys around wouldn't be too noticable and would be awesome for people who can't quite touch type. So... to prove to myself that I could do it and for the fun of it, I switched the keys on my keyboard. WELL... on the rare occasion that I was typing with one hand or some such thing, I'd get them mixed up.. but generally its not a big deal. WELL, I was chatting with Spencer tonight, and Elizabeth came over. She brought me supper! (which was quite yummy indeed!) So I was eating my sweet fries and Elizabeth got an email from a guy she's emailing from my email account (I'm helping her email him and we can talk up here privetly instead of downstairs with lots of people to hear all our insanity and having to keep the volume down because of customers on the phone). WELL... she decided she wanted to email him, so she was like "give me your keyboard" so I handed it over. Well... she wrote the email and I glanced at the screen (btw, I'm eating) and I just burst out laughing...

"Great exanple *rolls eyes*
I dom't thimk that I would evem wamt to be that creative!!
I would cautiom you to mot share that little poem with amy other "fare madins".
Nary Beth just read that amd is LITERALLY rooling on the floor laughimg. "

She's not as speedy of a typist as myself... and so she's also laughing on top of that... and so then she's watching me... while I give up eating for fear of choaking and stand against the wall dying from laughter. I finally sit on the floor because I am laughing so hard and she was right. I was litterally ROFL because I was cracking up so badly. Oh my word.... oh my word... my sides still hurt. Ok, that was sooooo worth it. I had no idea it could be so much fun to see someone be pranked... (No I don't pull pranks) but... wow. That was funny. And she'd never have known if she didn't ask for my keybored. HA! :-P hahaha.

Was that less boring AJ?

brilliant

Ever heard yourself say the words, "I'll put it here because its a place I will NEVER forget." ? Don't believe it. Unless you are unlike me and can actually remember those places.

On another note... I was looking for stuff to help drive Spencer crazy and decided to try and see if something actually would be annoying... it was quite annoying. And I touch-type. Of course... my fingers are injured because of an interesting event this moring which left me "floored".. er.. "mudded" (yeah... I had to go change) anyway. I was typing with one hand as a result and the m and n keys are switched on my keybored (yeah, I wanted to see if I could do it and if it was annoying, the answer is yes to both cases) and so I would occasionally hit "m" instead of "n" or "n" instead of "m" and then I swithced the keyboard language to French and it was nuts! I was going to type an insult to AJ so he couldn't read it... because of the keys being all messed up... but then it was fairly clear what it said. Oh well. Anyway... h,,,,,,::: QJ; you qre crqwy: Auite crqwy: This is zhqt it looks to type nor,ql on q french keyboqrd: I zqs going to try to find zhere the keys in the English keyboqrd zere locqted on the French keyboqrd::: but::: u,:::: I hqve q lqck of pqtience for thqt: Lqlqlqlql: hqhqhq:

hhahaha. Ok, that's weird. Anyway... yeah, I've lost it. but what I lost was my request card for algey and... um... what are they called? some sort of larva.

Oh ya! Spencer! My darling, loving, kind, considerate uncle is coming to visit my grandparents soon! Mom and I are both pretty thrilled about this because I can get some rather ingenious ideas out of him (most likely) that would drive you insane.

Funny story. When my cousin was not married her, now, husband was well... going to marry her. Well, Uncle Vic, being the sweet, kind man he is, decided to pull the young man asside and say he'd pay him to elope with my cousin, because it would be cheeper. He said that my cousin-in-law should come that night to take her away. WELLLL... (AJ if you read this, which I doubt y ou do, please make some note of it, and Spencer don't tell AJ that I put this here. we can laugh at him if he doesn't know) well, anyway, my cousin-in-law came that night, with his brother, and they took a ladder and put it up to my Uncle Vic's window, and they were calling outside the window, "Connie! Connie!" (cause they were getting my uncle back for all the pranks he pulls, and they knew it was his room) Someone suggested that my uncle should have gotten a bucket of watter or something and thrown it on Brian's head.

OK, the end.

Quiz Team

This is me and my quiz team. And Diana (a quiz master). My brother is the tall guy. Yeah, the tall guy in the front. ;-) jk jk. Naw, that's Josh. He comes out of no where.

Quiz Practice

Yeah... it makes so much sense to update because... well... Spencer's not here and well... who knows if AJ reads this thing or not. Which means... I could simply be posting something that no one will read.

Drat. Mom just reminded me that we were going to go clean the house at 5. and its 5:08. Anyway... real quick. I was thinking of AJ at quiz practice today. There was this really cute guy at quiz practice... it was torture. He was sooooooooooo cute!!!!!! Oh my word. He was also very distracting cause he was, well, very, very, very cute. In fact, his whole family is cute. But that's beside the point. I finally worked up my nerve to ask him what his name was, and he said his name was Patric. Anyway... I don't know what you look like AJ, but Patric is sooo much cuter than you. (he's also 11 yrs younger... but that's beside the point. Whatever the point was) brown hair, blue eyes... adorable kid. Really sweet too.

Yeah... ok. That's all I got to scare you AJ.

Oh yeah! We played volly ball a little after quiz practice, and I stink at vollyball. I stink so bad that I make little kids look good. So what happens? I battle my fears, swallow my pride, and step in the game. And what happens? They make me serve!!! I can't serve to save my life. So Judy said (after my terrible serve) that I could try again. I was like, "that's ok" and tried to save what little was left of my pride (which is very little thanks to AJ. ;-) jk jk) but she insisted saying that they have 2 year olds play and they let them get a second try. She tossed me back the ball... and it hit me what she said, and I started laughing and laughing and she was soooooo embarrised and was apologizing and saying how she didn't mean it that way. Meanwhile the few Menonites who share more of my sense of humor were also giggling quietly.

Ok... yeah. I torment people. But normally its only people who torment me as well (or are tormenting friends of mine in which case I jump in on all the fun) So today I was chatting with one of my friends who requested I get a 360. amazingly enough my Dad said I could. The condition was... that he could also get a 360 so he could post random (and sometimes embarrising) comments on my posts. OF course he's kind enough that embarrising stuff should stay to a minamal. Well... Nathan saw that I had a new friend on my 360 and we were talking about it. And out of my kindness to y'all, I shall only post the interesting parts.

Napoleon Boven: i see that your other friend is new
Thedayisalmosthere: my other friend? Leon O?
Napoleon Boven: Leo i thinl
Thedayisalmosthere: ok haha. Yep! I set it up for him yesterday
Napoleon Boven: where?
Thedayisalmosthere: at the shop
Napoleon Boven: so where is he from?
Thedayisalmosthere: he's from... well, he was born in Connecticut
Thedayisalmosthere: but he came to Toccoa after College
Napoleon Boven: So hes like 22?
Thedayisalmosthere: ummm... a bit older than that
Thedayisalmosthere: try adding 30 years.
Napoleon Boven: i thought hes like 15 or 16
Napoleon Boven: yeah right!
Thedayisalmosthere: what?
Thedayisalmosthere: you don't believe me?
Napoleon Boven: he works there at the shop?
Thedayisalmosthere: yep
Thedayisalmosthere: he's been working there since before I was born
Thedayisalmosthere: there are a few people who have been working here for over 18 years. I'm not sure how many though
Napoleon Boven: gooood gravy!

In other words... he thought my father was 15 or 16. :-D Of course, I cannot blame him because I set dad up with a "cool cartoon" aka yahoo avatar, and they don't have receding hair lines or gray hair. ;-) hehe. He also hasn't posted anything on his 360. But that is ok. I'm still amused.

First Post

Ok, ok, okay... I have blotspot now. Proud? ;-) haha.

I've been reading Bruchko and the Motilone Miracile which I have been enjoying very much except for all the devistating parts and the like. I'm thinking of reading The End of The Spear next... but that is a big book. Who knows. In Bruchko, I read something that really stood out to me. But did I mark it in the book? No. I didn't think that far ahead. Blah. But that's ok. Bruce Olson was on a hunting trip with a few of the Motilones and the animals of the forest became so loud that he couldn't hear the other's voices. He shouted to them, "Do you hear that?" and one replied, "Yeah. We heard it too. Its a" and named some sort of bird. Bruce said that he had to listen, to tune everything else out... to be able to distinguish the different sounds around him. The monkeys, the parrots, his companions voices... and at last he heard that one bird which they were hunting. He mentioned how he learned a lesson from it, about tuning into God and listening to Him. It is so easy to get so caught up in a billion things... family, school, friends, work, hobbies, sports.. you name it.

Ok. That was very serious. On a not so serious note, HAPPY NEW YEAR! I can hardly believe its 2007. WOW. Actually, I don't believe it. And to start the year off... what better thing to do than, well, first of all realize its actually a holiday. hahaha. And then eventually take down Christmas Lights. Yes. My belovid Grandfather and I took down some Christmas lights today. Tomorrow we will continue the job.

OH YA! Okay... my sister is CRAZY!! Ok, so we sat down for supper... and well.. I had to be violent and cream the peas (that was a pun, yes you're supposed to laugh. If you don't get it I feel sorry for you) and while I was in the kitchen Elizabeth was laughing uncontrollably and Dad put on his best tatel-tale voice and said, "Mommy!! Elizabeth's making rude noises!" So mom figured out that it was a, um... what's it called? It is sort of like a baloon only... whoopie cusion! Ya. that. Anyway.. I was kind-of laughing cause this isn't unusal behavior (she hasn't had that thing for long... but burping contests at the table have been going on for a year or so between Elizabeth and Matthew or Dad) so she finally is settled down and so I bring the creamed peas over and was about to sit down when I saw a towel over the chair and a suspecious looking object...

You bet ya! It was that whoopie cushion. I was like, "No thank you Eilzabeth" and picked it up and threw the thing under the table while she proceded to stick her foot on it to set it off. So I kicked it over to Jonathan to get it out of her reach. Quite amusing.

OK. Bye.