Lightning Streaks

Summer Saturdays are awful boring.

At least when softball isn't happening.

Which it wasn't today.

I fell asleep on the couch last night, watching Late Night with Fallon.

Terrible crick in my neck when I awoke -- which was later than I want to reveal.

On the up side, I used today's nothingness to finally make my bed.

It looks purdy.

Spiderman 3 is a bit corny.

I sometimes wish I lived in the 50's/60's era.

Partially due to the fact that Sean Connery was freaking hot.

And movies were better.

And cars were cooler.

I have a bottle of chocolate syrup hidden in my fridge.

None of my siblings have found it yet.

Muaha.

I want some crepes right now.

With my chocolate syrup.

Siblings: GO TO BED.

Note to self:

Paper boats are not good crafts, as paper is not very waterproof.

I once caught a fly with my bare hand.

True story.

This makes me lshmsfoidmt:

A little taste: