Alright, I know I said I wouldn't have enough time to blog today, because it's my birthday, but hey. I'm just sitting here, waiting for Mr. Whiskers to show up, and I have nothing better to do besides read a book, or maybe play a game on my Nintendo DS. Well. Okay, so I don't know what to blog about right now. I guess I could tell you why Mr. Whiskers isn't here yet? Yeah, I'll do that.
Alright, so I called Mr. Whiskers on my brothers cellphone (mine needs to be charged), and when he answers, he sounds funny. His voice is all gravely, and I say, "where are you? You told my mom you'd be here at eleven." and he says, "what time is it?" and he sounds kind of panicked. So I tell him that it's eleven o'clock, and he says, "oh! I'm getting dressed right now!" and I say something along the lines of, "well hurry up, I'm getting impatient." and then mention again that he was supposed to be here at eleven, and he says, "Oh, well I meant around eleven. Sorry!" *sigh*
Okay, so I left some things out of the conversation, like how he wished me a happy birthday and what-not, but hey. That was a conversation between two people that have known each other since I was five-ish, and he was two-ish. So it was a private conversation. So, anyway, he just got here, so I'm gonna sign out now.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric. (Happy birthday to me!!!)
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