*gives up on title*

Okay…Let’s see…

I should be writing Raven’s entry…I’ve got one paragraph…I’ll get to that though.

Got Sonja some outfits to take to camp. 2 pair of shorts (one green, one pink) Two knit tank tops (one orange, one pink), a blue flower tank top that she picked out of the newpaper flyer. A really cute pink and orange, I think, skort and tank top set, that has a little cover up shirt. A pink skort, that looks kind of like a tennis skirt, and another pink skort. Plus a pink and white shirt, and another pink tank top….WAAAAAY too much pink. *laughs* But it is her favorite color.
I also picked up a white skort (that looks like a tennis skirt) to fit me, and a pair of green shorts like hers, that fit me, for me…and a pair of blue jean ones for my mum…..All compliments of Dan’s Target Card. (Which mum pays the bill on anyway.)

*is drinking straight from a bottle of my special juice* Tis peach flavored…It’s a pesudo Fire Whiskey. *falls over*  Where IS that bloody Mutt? *headdesk*  

That’s the humor folks. *laughs*

Anyway…*points to entry to follow* When I’m done here I’m putting up my next writing exercise, with a creative writing challenge thing with it.

Now…to address the bit of writing on the previous entry…Everyone seems to agree it was a powerful piece of writing…and I suppose there is good reason for that. Though I’m pretty sure that one among your numbers has already figured it  out…I’m going to address the question asked in one of my notes…

That’s a good story you’ve written. What inspired it? [Naturally Klutszy]

*takes a deep breath in* *let’s deep breath out* *takes another swig of pesudo ‘Fire Whiskey’*

That bit of ‘babble’ as I so called it, was actually an exercise in purging the memory from my system. Memory as is, it was a truthful account of prior events…Events that happened on that Tuesday. 

Damn…I’m out of juice. *sigh*

Soooooo…Writing exercise that way ———————–>