Thursday


See what Rugrat you are.
so here's the fastest post i can possibly give you because alanna has things to do:
i don't wanna wear the uniform. i haven't been wearing the uniform. mr. brown, the evil turd, who also happens to be my principal, is going to intimidate me into wearing it even though there's nothing he can do to me if i don't. the teachers can be mean to me, but i cannot get in any real trouble, and i can report them if they give me any trouble. however, i am easily manipulated becuase i am People Pleaser. there is no way to understand my people pleasing. very perfectionistic. aaahhhh. whatever shall i do? now dad is coming with the food.
mom: YAY. YAY.
yay. go away. now. go comment and tell me whatever shall i do. whatever i shall do. whaaa mmm.

Saturday

i got an organic tissue designer. no, no, no. i got hip displacia. no, no. i got oral surgery. that's what i meant. and they said, "are you scared?" and i said, "not really." and they said, "ready as you're gonna be?" and i said, "ready as i'm gonna be." and they always ask me what school i'm in. and i had to tell them, "i'm not in a school. i'm between schools at the moment since i've just moved past grahamwood and spiraling uncontrollably in the direction of white station and all the other spartanian misfits. ain't it awful? anyway, they gave me some laughing gas and monitored my heart and gave me some sedation which was beautifully, numbingly, drunkingly wonderful. just like the ramones said it would be. and i got to listen to tori amos the whole time. i was kind of asleep though. and i had a thousand tiny little dreams, most of which i don't remember. and i think i was also kind of delusional. it was one of the best experiences of my life. but then of course, i got sick. and alanna keeps telling me that she's been walking around in pain for five weeks even though it's only been three (which we have checked and confirmed). ain't that splendiferous? i have a little less than three weeks to walk around blindly in my own misery and woe of the neverending aching that lives inside of me on the roof of my mouth and on all sides of my teeth, only it doesn't really hurt that much yet.
alanna: oh but it will!
thank you, so much. you make me so happy about my life, slave. just like i'm so happy that i'm going to seventh grade next year (next week) which is supposedly the worst year of my life. anyway, it would do my poor old heart good if you could just give me some comfort please. send me a hundred buckets of ben and jerry's or a little get well card or a little note with a picture of a cow that says "herd you had a sore moo." that'd be great. so, when these stitches in my mouth dissolve, i might be better.
alanna: it won't. it will just make it hurt more.
i hate you. *sob* i hate you.
alanna: *gets brutally beaten*
i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.
alanna: are you done?
no. i hate you i hate you. how could you do this to me? oh me. i'm your sister.
alanna: *gets eyes clawed out*
i hate you.
alanna: ow stop it that tickles
i hate you.
...
thanks ever so
for typing this tale of woe
and now that miss morgan is dead and gone
let's bury her down there in the lawn

Wednesday

SARA!!! SARA WHERE ARE YOU??? I CALLED YOUR HOUSE AT 11:06 AND THIS DEEP VOICE ANSWERED, WHICH WAS PROBABLY JUST YOUR BROTHER IN THE MORNING AND I SAID "MAY I PLEASE SPEAK TO SARA" AND THE DEEP LOW BROTHER IN THE VOICE SAID "NO YOU MAY NOT." ACTUALLY, IT SAID "SHE'S NOT HERE." AND THEN IT HUNG UP! BUT I WANTED TO SAY TO IT, "WELL TELL IT TO CALL MORGAN." AND MR. DEEP VOICE WOULD SAY, "ARE YOU MORGAN?" AND I WOULD SAY "NO!!!" AND HANG UP. BUT YOU WEREN'T THERE. AND HE HUNG UP. AND I ASSUMED THAT IT WAS THE VOICE OF A MUGGER ROBBER DUDE WHO HAD STEALEN INTO THE HOUSE AND TOOK ALL YOUR CALLS AND MADE YOU A HOSTAGE. AND JUST TO PROVE ME WRONG, YOU MUST CALL ME AND WE MUST DO SOMETHING BEFORE THE DREADED EVIL PEOPLE COME AND GET US AGAIN AND PUT US IN THE ADREADED SPARTANIAN BUILDING CALLED WHITE STATION WEARING SLUG COLORS UNIFORMS.

Tuesday


Sunday

i'm very very tired. i've had a very productive day. brittany's younger sibling, elisabeth, tried to wake me up by tickling my face with a feather. i think my eyes were closed, i was pretending to be asleep. then she tied our dogs up with sparkly cloth. brittany, don't let her read this. she'll think i don't like her that much. *thinking thinking* but then she gave up waking me up because she and william are content to watch cartoons, play donkey kong country, and wreak havoc upon my art table. "wreak havoc upon" is an alanna quote. i said "dominate." alanna changed it because she thinks "wreak havoc upon" is more appropriate words. then we went to the hey arnold movie. they both wanted candy. we were going to make them share. but william wanted spree and elisabeth wanted tootsie rolls. so we made them get butter finger minis. they said it was fine. then william got really mad, but i got him his own drink and his own straw which i plucked from elisabeth's drink. then after the movie, mom wasn't there to pick us up. so alanna got the pay phone and i laid down on the bench. and the asian woman that owned the building said, "THAT IS WHERE PEOPLE SIT!" and snapped her fingers at me. so i sat up. and then the machine ate a alanna's quarters and made a beeping sound. so she whacked it like the primitive woman she is, only she didn't, and tried to use the other phone to see if the other phone was working and hers was not. and the asian woman said, "YOU HAVE TO PUT IN YOUR QUARTERS." and alanna said "it ate my quarters." and the asian woman said "YOU HAVE TO PUT IN YOUR QUARTERS." they argued persistently for another minute when alanna explained that she'd used her quarters. then the woman somehow got onto the crazy idea that "YOU CAN'T CALL CELL PHONE." alanna wasn't calling cell phone, and alanna told her she was not calling cell phone, and the woman said "YOU CAN'T CALL CELL PHONE." and then the woman said that alanna had been using the other phone when alanna was trying to see if it worked. the woman was treating us all like juvenile delinquints.
alanna: and elisabeth kept saying "she was a pain in my bwuut!" because obviously she was having fun saying the word bwuut.
and there was a LONG line of people, who were waiting to get in for a movie but they couldn't come inside until they got their tickets. but the woman had closed the happy ticket window. and a few people came inside to say "we need to buy some tickets" and she said "YOU CANNOT COME INSIDE WITHOUT TICKET" and it went on like that for a while until mom rescued us from the abyss and we left those poor people there. mom was late because she had been outside frolicking in the sunflowers quite literally.
and i was also in a show. i need to go to bed. someone said to me, "i liked it when you looked up and your hair was like frizz-fro and you were like 'I'm mad!' and all your little hairs were like 'I'm mad!'" and this person put their fingers up on their head and wiggled them around when they said the thing about the little hairs. i'm gonna conk out or something. excuse me. faint.
You're Caramilk!
"Just stuffed full of surprises. No one ever knows what you're going to do next. The greatest mystery to you is, naturally, 'how do they get the caramel in the Caramilk bars?'"



What Pattern Are You?

so what they're telling me is that i'm a plaid caramilk? this is just getting better and better.

I am the Mad Hatter!


You tend to confuse people, especially yourself. It doesn't matter, though, because you enjoy life as it's thrown to you, whether you're doing the right thing or the wrong thing (which most of the time you're not sure of). You've a friendly nature, but sometimes you're pretty damn overwhelming, you freak.



Saturday

well the tv is all snowy like in the poltergiest and we're missing our favorite show called mary hartman mary hartman. (70s soap opera parody) i've seen it once. twice actually cuz there were two episodes in a row.
conversation between mom and dad and me:
morgan: *shouting at the snowy screen* I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU, MISTER BRAUKOFF. I HOPE YOU DIE. WHAT HAPPENED? I HATE YOU I HATE YOU.
and then it went away and i didn't shout anymore. and dad said "who is mister braukoff?" which a jolly chuckle. and then i said "i don't know." and then i got a case of the high-sterics. that silent kind while youre laughing and your shoulders go up and down but no sound comes out. yep.
YO-HOOOOO! YO-HOOOOOOOO!!
woo, don't know where that came from. but anyway.
dad said "look at morgan. isn't she funny?" he's talking to my mom. and mom says "no." and does her little stubborn turtle face. you know what face i'm talking about? and then dad is kind of upset cuz he thinks i'm funny and mom says "i think she's an idiot." and i laughed some more. and she said "holy muddah, mah dotta has half a brain" only she didn't exactly say that but it sounds better that way. and i said "i have fun with my half a brain." and then "because i'm happy that i have it" and mom said "long as you dont stick your hand through your ear and take it out and play with it."

Wednesday

i just got back from vacation (check out the travel blog). yes yes. do do. and on your way back could you pick up some potpourri and some strawberry crumpets? i don't know if they exist. but i've heard of cheese crumpets and i've heard of strawberry tarts. can we have a cheese tart? anyhow
i am in a show (check out the web site) in which i am very depressing. i have a monologue (which was mostly not written by me) that includes the words "i take up too much space. i wish that i were a little bit less, a little bit less, just a little bit less." the character i'm playing is an anorexic 12-year-old. ...maybe she's 13. but i bet she gets better. you know? yes yes. i am extremely insatiable.

Monday

speaketh, o sister!
oh no, but don't.
cuz the stoplight in the cafeteria will go off
we prayeth it won't.
but it do
and we aim our arrows high
and they flop to the floor
and we warriors that are STUPID
flop to the floor too.
but that night
we were stupid too
so we hideth in the laundry car-eth
driving to this godforsaken place-eth
and sneak into the cafeteria
with axes and shovels
and we kill the stoplight
with girlish giggles.
and shovels.
and then we wiggles.
with delight
like a krispy kreme
and then the rhino,
one miss rainwater,
carted us off to the juvenile court
each and every day
for vanalipism
"VANDALISM!" says miss rainwater "VANDALISM!"
"AAH A RHINO!" I speaketh.
then warriors we cart ourselves off somewhere else
and speakth o sister all we want
this one's not as good as other ones.
oh no i'm suffering from writer's block
but i will speaketh on!
the end
i am loud
i am sweet
there are things
i like to eat

i like my toes
and i like my ears
i like my brain
but thats just queers
(and guess what else
i like beer)

no beer is bad
it's not good
i drank some once
but i said i never would

i spit it out
and choked a bunch
and the teacher said "so THAT's what happened to your brain, morgan!"
and then we had to go to lunch
but there was no beer in my lunch
so i stood on the table and i said
"i like my toes
and i like my ears
i like my brain
but that's just queer!"
and i recited this poem among other things
and then the traffic light in our cafeteria went off
because i was being too loud

yes i'm loud
i am sweet
there are things i like to eat
but beer's not one of them

Friday

this is a continuation to the ferret/monkey story.
right-o. so the ferret/monkey did the hokey pokey and turned himself around and that's what it's all about. alas, this did not accomplish anything. oh woe. however, on the island, where everything begins with B, they were very high in stock of a drink they called Bull which was actually Red Bull which is good for the mind and body. Red Bull gives you wings! or, Bed Bull bives bou bings.
alanna: are you being paid to say this
did you know that our poptarts now have swirly marshmellow on the inside? YUM! don't you want some?
alanna: as your slave, i'm in shock.
YOU SHOULD BE!
alanna: are you actually offering poptarts to me?
NO, BUT YOU CAN BUY THEM AT SEESEL'S. which is now shluck's or whatever.
so the ferret/monkey drank some Bull and got some wings and flew away. remembering his unnatural craving for cheese and salad, the ferret/monkey writhed and thrashed around in the air as he flew. so he didn't end up in france exactly. we have to get the ferret/monkey a girlfriend, don't we? let's add that to my list of things to do.

List Of Things To Do
get the ferret/monkey a girlfriend
give Galadriel a hug because you know she's so depressed (and a little freaky)
go to new zealand. cart myself down there and tell elrond that the human race, or certain members like Dr. King and Ghandi and all my friends and me, are not that bad.
start recycling
call Kelly Osbourne
free my slave

WAIT! that last one wasn't in there! my slave is also my typist. she says things she doesn't mean. *PET PET PETs the slave*
alanna: *sob*
so the ferret/monkey landed on the sun. will he burn and he die?
alanna: yes
OR! is the sun a happy place? SLAVE????
the end ........almost

Saturday

*crack whip crack whip* HAHHAHAAHAH. *crack* TYPE, SLAVE, TYPE! yes yes i hate you all. when i'm queen of the universe, i'll have you all killed. ok. i'm talkin bout Olive Garden here. i hate them.
ok so we went there Mother's Day weekend so Granny wouldn't cook and alanna and puddin (me) had a pizza and it was good. mmmmmm. but then came along a different kind of 'mmmmm' cuz you see, they were outta cheesecake. so i ordered this little pastry thing with ice cream on the side. little did i know that they had not given the pastry time to cool. it was miraculously awful. little did i know that when i cut myself a big piece and put it in my mouth.
alanna: the waitress said, 'be careful it's hot'!!!
no she didn't.
alanna: yes she did!!!
no she didn't.
alanna: yes she did!!!
SHUT UP, SLAVE! WHO'S THE STORYTELLER HERE? PUDDIN! (me) SO SHE DIDN'T SAY HOW HOT IT WAS. and then Puddin (me) went 'MMMMMMMMMM!!! MMMMMMMM!!!!!!" and flailed her arms about like an octopus
alanna: and turned quite red
and mom thought Puddin (me) was enjoying the meal, so i said, while my mouth was still full, "ih haw ih haw!!"
translation: it's hot it's hot!!
but then they told me i had ice cream. so i calmed down my tongue. but it was still painful. so i had a whole bunch of ice and then i finished my ice. and then i had the mints to cool down my tongue. and then on the way home, i put my tongue next to the air conditioning. meanwhile back at the castle, i had more ice. and a swollen tongue. and i'm going to sue the olive garden. oh this wasn't a very good story, was it? noooo. i'll tell you about the little thing that goes off in the cafeteria one day.
alanna: YOU NEVER DID!
SHUT UP, SLAVE!!!! I'LL TELL THEM ABOUT IT NOW! AGAIN
there's this little stoplight in the cafeteria at school. it's supposed to measure the volume. when we're quiet, it's green. when we get louder, it's yellow and my whole table shuts up. or sara snaps her finger at us. but it usually goes off anyway, when it gets to red. we hate it. so we shoot invisible arrows at it, but it always beeps again one day. it goes "BEEEEEEP" and we aren't allowed to talk. sometimes it goes "BEEEEEEP" during the five minutes of silence, so we think it's hooked up to some conspiracy. and because they can't get me for it, because i'm leaving the school, i'm going to kill it with a sledgehammer. YAYYYYYY! MMMMMMMMM. and there was music in Whoville.
this has been a short story by morgan stewart

Friday

TYPE, SLAVE, TYPE!
ok. so the ferret/monkey decided that he didn't like vegimite or chocolate barbeque or however they call it. so he lay down like he was dead like a possum. then he floated up to the surface like a dead possum. it was jolly good fun. oops. anyway he landed on an island where there lived a very strange people, indeed. can you stop that? anyway the strange people all had names beginning with B. in fact, everything on the island began with B! so it was very hard to play I Spy. the light princess. and they would say, "i spy with my little eye something beginning with.... B!" so you'd have to travel around the whole island to find what they were looking for. was it a blueberry? was it a bust? was it a barbeque? was it vegimite? the world may never know. the ferret/monkey got tired of playing I Spy. so he decided to leave. but how?! bum bum bum BUM..... what to do? goodbye, slave.

Tuesday

ok. he knew that cheese was called "fromage" in france. and if they had a word for cheese, they must have some cheese! so he got a one-way ticket and someone else's credit card, with a picture of a monkey on it, to use as a passport. and stowed away, as he had eaten his ticket in his hunger for cheese and salad, in a big steam ship shaped like a toliet. yes. whatcha doin over there, luke? anyway. do you know....? no you don't. because i havent finished the story yet. anyway the toliet sunk. but the ferret/monkey could hold his breath for a very long time. he found a little town under the sea. it was called Theoctopusesgardenintheshade. it was very happy there. they had quiche. but no cheese and salad. the people there were not ferret/monkeys. they were little shrimpie plankton people. they liked vegimite.
alanna: they were insane.
shut up, slave!
i said i would continue with the adventures of the ferret/monkey. obviously, i never did. so i'm going to go back and read what i said about the ferret/monkey so that i can continue the adventures.

Sunday

any suggestions yet?
alanna: i think you should write a short story.
oh joy oh joy! bout what? a ferret/monkey?
alanna: those are classic.
the ferret/monkey. has a breif history.
this is a breif history of the ferret/monkey.
he has been an ongoing character in the short stories by morgan stewart. MUMBLE? but anyway.
the ferret/monkey has yet to have a story of his own. the ferret/monkey has decided to go on a journey. aroooooound the universe.
this is the tail of the ferret/monkey..... ______
and this is his story. the tail's story as well.
the ferret/monkey was walkin down the road. and he said 'i want some cheese. i want a salad.' and he decided to get himself some. alas, he did not know where the cheese and the salad were located. thus his journey begins.
when i think of something else, i will update this entry.
this has not been a complete story by morgan stewart.
any suggestions?
okay. start typing. start typing, woman! okay. i've only been posting quiz results lately. so i've decided to say something else. unfortuneately, i don't know what it is yet. so if anyone wants to mosey on over, and swing by my little cottage in the woods, and give me some idea as of what i should be emoting of, i would be most grateful. (most tranquil.)
*does a little bow* well? any suggestions? no? too bad.
Jubilation Lee
I'm Jubilation Lee
What X-Men Character are You?






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Take The Scooby-Doo Test!
well i DID say food was most important in life..... it is! you need it to survive. otherwise you DIE. you don't need happiness to survive. only to sustain your mental well-being. i also said i would head to the kitchen when i enter a haunted house because ghosts do not like cliche and would probably not be in the basement or attic. just because i said these things and also said that i was 'laidback' to avoid getting freddie, does not mean i deserve such a horrible penalty as being shaggy. not the adjective. the scooby doo character.
You're Uncle Fester!


Take The Addams Family Test Here!
i am pleased.

Monday


I am George Christ, brother of Jesus. Although a little on the bitter side, I still love my mom and take care of my environment. I am also notorious for running around wearing only socks on the weekends.

Take the What Jesus Would You Be? Quiz


hey i liked the movie dogma. they never mentioned george. and how come he's not black? i like my results. i'm glad i'm not evil jesus, like sarah and alanna. i think i got that at first because i said that harry potter was a good book and was not against evolution... (but i didnt change those answers and i still got a different thing.)





Which Rocky character are you?


this is so cool, man. but when we cast me i got janet because there are no female characters left.
me: janet
lana: magenta
brittany: columbia
laylee: frank n furtur
a teddy bear: brad
aj: eddie
nick: riff raff
kyle: rocky
arman: a transylvanian

Saturday


it's so cute! i love this font! i'm like a child! i am juvenile! but i'm not in jail. and i'm not a nerd.

Wednesday




Take the What Should Your New Year's Resolution Be? Quiz


this is a hilarious resolution! i'm gonna go about making it. wouldnt be much different from my regular life style. alanna already sold me to the rednecks for a piece of cake. and then when i ran away i was homeless and called people 'parasite'




i kind of enjoy it.
I'm a Tomato! I'm a practical jokester who likes confusing people more than anything. A lot of people still think I'm a fruit, but I'll prove them wrong. I'm very artistic and very content in life. I love bringing smiles to people's faces whenever I can

Take the Vegetable Quiz by Krysten!
the tomato is a pirate of the fruit/vegetable group. and it's always fun to be a pirate. i'm off to take the tori amos quiz. yayy.

I’m the tiny little penguin with the major attitude! I live in Austraila, New Zealand, and other sub-artic areas near by. I’m the smallest penguin of them all, but to be honest, I’m not really over-hunted by predators or humans. Currently humans aren’t harming me!

Take the What Penguin am I? Quiz by Krysten!
did you hear that everyone? i'm the best one! i'm the best one! i'm a fairy penguin. can't get much better than that.
i'm Jack!
I ....hate.... being.......... JACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD THE HORRIBLE TRUTH. I TOOK IT A THOUSAND TIMES AND I WAS JACK. EVERY. TIME. well actually i was the mayor the first time, but alanna's the mayor so i can't be that.
alanna: it was only on the BRINK of mayor!
BUT IT WAS STILL ME.
alanna: was not
AND NOW I'M JACK JACK JACK. shaddup. A, U C M DUCKS?
alanna: A, M A NO DUCKS
O S A R! U C M WINGS?
........OH MY LORD I'M HALLUCINATING DUCKS I'M SO ANGRY. I HAVE TO TAKE IT AGAIN AND FIND OUT WHO THE OPPOSITE OF ME IS AND SEE IF THEY'RE REALLY COOL, SO I CAN LEARN TO BE LIKE THAT. I HATE BEING JACK.
i'm Sally!
I'M SALLY. I MUST. BE. SALLY. EAT SLEEP BREATHE DIGEST SALLY.

so when we do the play, you get to be the mayor and i have to be *disgust* JACK.
alanna: what play
the one we're going to do at our own voice
alanna: since when are they doing a play of the nightmare before christmas
.....since now.
U C M DUCKS?

Strawberry: 70/100 Pear: 0/100 Banana: 10/100 Tomato: 10/100 Lemon: 0/100

Take the What Fruit Are You? test by webkin and aaronr!

ya hear that? i'm well loved! i'm romantic! this is absolute crap! but i am glad to be a strawberry and not a cherry, banana, or apple. why? apples are very clearly not me. as are bananas. not me, that is. and cherries are brittany and i do NOT want to be the exact same thing as my friends. that is boring.

Monday

george harrison has been dead for a while. this boy at school was like 'i hate the beatles. i'm glad he's dead.'
i could've imploded at that very moment.
but because of my strong hold on the english language and my fear of becoming gooey bits on the floor, i yelled at him instead. but he didn't really understand what i was saying. he makes semi-good grades, but in this moment he was petrifying stupid. and i am not using that word correctly and i know it. but it is the only word to use.
i almost hated him a great deal. but i dont really hate anything. i have never actually hated someone. but there is someone in this world that hates a group of people he's never met, because of the [good] music they played, and would be happy if one of them died.
i myself wouldnt be happy about anyone dying. it's a very serious thing to say you would. if you're happy about a death, it's my opinion you're not really human. but i know that that person supposedly really was a human. i guess he didn't really get inside reality that someone had cancer. someone died. he didn't understand the very words coming from his throat to his lips. but i did.
so this boy is human. he's just not doing a very good job. and i fear there are too many people on this planet that suffer from the exact same thing. and there's a chance that i'm one of them.


this has not been a short story by morgan stewart. this has been a very serious post. how dreadful.

Friday

you know what someone did for a science project last year? he like. did this thing where he said "will my sister clean my room if i tell her to?" and she did! and it was like. human behavior or something.
alanna: that's a bjork song.
yes i know. and anyway i have to do this really queer survey where i have to ask a whole bunch of 100 people "which television show do you like the best of these five choices?" here are the five choices. (email your response to me.)
1. spongebob squarepants (who is winning.)
2. whose line is it anyway?
3. the simpsons
4. 3rd rock from the sun (which is cancelled. which is losing. which is a shame because i like that show)
5. scooby doo
veggie burger.
mom is going to make us eat organic hot dogs for dinner. email me your response. i know this is not a very good post, but i'm suffering from demonic depression.
mom: cmon y'all. how come you're not dutiful daughters trailing along behind me?
me: .... to make... veggie burgers? because we're not dutiful daughters, trailing along behind you.
mom: well then. ...... cmon y'all!!!

Wednesday

i love you, alanna. *cough cough*
no, nevermind.
NO... REALLY I DO
no really i'm serious i do.
alanna: *sob sob sob*
alanna is a spaaazzz i'll tell the world
1) What color pants are you wearing right now? purple
2)What song are you listening to right now? "kindle my heart" from little princess. boy this song sucks.
3)What are the last four digits of your phone number? 200o
4)What was the last thing you ate? a blood orange
5)Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? heck no. both sexes are idiots. i want a third option.
6)If you were a crayon, what color would you want to be? tickle me pink. or periwinke. or razzmatazz rose.
7)Where would you like to go on your Honeymoon? honeymoon. the dumpster behind wendy's
8)Do you like snow, sun or rain? rain
9)How is the weather right now? let me answer metaphorically. it is walking into a toaster oven that's not plugged in.
10)Who was the last person you talked on the phone with? ghandi
11)What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? the back of their head
12)Do U like the person who sent this to you? no she sold me to the rednecks for a piece of cake.
13)How are U today? as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth. i am avoiding the question. u?
14)Your favorite drink? sherry and everyone knows that i hate sherry, so it's funny.
15)Alcohol? i thought sherry was an alcohol. it's not?!
16)How do you eat oreos? practice
17)Whats your favorite sport(s)? i was born with no arms and no legs. i guess i would say frisbee.
18)What makes you happy? periwinkle, our own voice theatre troupe, oreos, prickly weather, alanna, flying piglets, cartoons, lollies, really good british books where they spell gray with an e, cookie man.
19)Whats the next CD you're going to buy? i've boughten all the tori amos cds. my mission is complete. OH YEAH i also have to get deluded princess. they rock the house, man. great sarcasm, man.
20)Birth date? the same birthday the hamburger man. (nov 3) aka the day of death
21)Hair color? i'm bald (dark brown)
22)Eye color? my eyes are also bald (ocean)
23)Height? 58 inches. my arm span is also 58 inches. i am a perfect square.
24)Do you wear contacts? i'm not blind. but my eyes are bald
25)Siblings and their ages? my sister is a 14-year-old with the intellect of a 2-year-old. PLEASE take her away.
26)What school are you attending? KAROL! GET BACK IN YOUR CELL!
27)If you could be any animal, what would you be? i wanna be a brady! ....but really. do you think i'd be a koala or a platypus or a wombat? i'd be an australian animal. because i'm sick of living in the united states. australia is entirely made up of criminals, so you must be USED to people not trusting you so i can clearing not choose the wine in front of you.
28)What do you like to do? um. i like to draw. i like to glue things together. and then cut things up. and. eat oranges. and look at the names of crayons to see which ones are most interesting. and smell smelly markers.
29)Whats the best advice given to you? never eat raspberries. (... that was on 'hey arnold'. should i use it? or should i come up with my own? yes! i am going to come up with my own advice, let me think of it.) NEVER SIT UPON YOUR CINNABON (or a monkey)
30)Have you ever won any special awards? once i got an art award even though i didn't enter any contests. it was kinda cool.
31)What are your future goals? children's book author/illustrator, hobo protector (because my sister is going to be a hobo), and not to be rich and famous and not to sell my dad's comic books. they will be family heirlooms. each generation will protect them and keep them in the little plastic coverings. until they disintegrate.
32)Favorite music? DELUDED PRINCESS, MAN. how bout uhm. mandy moore, man! zak's quasi-band.
33)Favorite food? peaches. oranges. strawberries. i've never had an artichoke before. and i donut like sherry. i donut dislike donuts. i like donuts. i like perpetual sprees.
34)Favorite movie? i like life, life likes me. oh excuse me i was just singing. "a christmas carol" the old musical with the funny man. "A WALK TO REMEMBER" *cough* sarcasm *cough* uhm. rock n roll high school, princess bride. a lot of old movies i dont remember the name of. BILL N TED ALL THE WAYYY. *cough* sounds like sarcasm but isnt *cough*
35)Favorite day of the year? *more singing* december the twenty-fifth, december the twenty-fifth... blah blah blah blah blah my deeeeeeeeear.... december the twenty-fifth!
36)Favorite months? sell.a.bean.
37)Do you like to dance? dancing with my seh-elf. i like to dance like a cactus. i dance-a like-a milkshake-a.
38)Are you shy to ask someone out? i dont know but i'm glad i've never been tested.
39)Whats the stupidest thing you have ever done? once i went riding down the street on my tricycle wearing nothing but my bathrobe. i remember it too. it was very drafty in the bathrobe. i still have the bathrobe but the tricycle is an ex-tricycle. it has ceased to be. (i.e. mom sold it at a yard sale)
40)Do you like scary or happy movies better? happy. why any idiot would like to go to a movie, drink a lot of coke, get scared out of their wits, wet their pants, be embarassed for life eternally, and enjoy it, is beyond me.
41)In person or on the phone? what does that mean
42)Summer or winter? winter has its plus points, but of course in summer you dont go to school. and that, my friend, should be the concluding reason for anyone. that goes to my pit of despair aka grahamwood elementary. (or white station)
43)Hugs or Kisses? "BOTH WHEN THEY COME FROM KYYYYLEEEE" says laylee. anyway i like hugs. kisses are too slobbery. but 'hug' is such a fun word to say. like in edith ann. her dog's name is hug.
44)Do you want everyone to write back? i like to hear people's comments. but the commentaries broke.
45)Who is most likely to respond? nobody reads this stuff except the person who's typing it for me right now.
46)Say something nice about the person who sent this to you! alanna: you are scum between my toes! i laugh upon you, you foolish kniggit!!


look it's orange mist.

Sunday

hello. i do not like DOY any longer. i will never post again. there.

Friday

morgan: *picking her toes the whole time* tell him to go back and read the rest of my poems. they were very obtuse. ...... i bet nick likes the obtuse dont he? .... oooh baby baby.
nick: of course I do
nick: ::looks up the word obtuse::
alanna: AGAHAAHAH
alanna: morgan loves you
nick: :)
morgan: IT MEANS SOMETHIN BIGGER THAN A RIGHT ANGLE
morgan: we should post this on my blog. and then they did and they all lived happily ever after. THIS HAS BEEN A SHORT STORY BY MORGAN STEWART
nick: <--obtuse

this has (again) been a short story by morgan stewart.
Celeborn

Celeborn

If I were a character in The Lord of the Rings, I would be Celeborn, Elf, King of Lothlorien, husband of Galadriel and grandfather of Arwen.

In the movie, I am played by Marton Csokas.

Who would you be?
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NOOOOOOO!!! NOT CELEBORN!!! ANYTHING BUT CELEBORN! I CAN'T WITH HOLD THIS HUNGER FOR HATRED AND DEATH! I MUST KILL CELEBORN! ok i'm back.

Boromir

Boromir

If I were a character in The Lord of the Rings, I would be Boromir, Man of Gondor, proud heir to the Steward Denethor II, and elder brother of Faramir.

In the movie, I am played by Sean Bean.

Who would you be?
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this was the OPPOSITE of who i "really" am. which is CELEBORN. AHGHHHHAGHHAEK.
this was a joke, but heck it's better than celeborn, master of death.

Gimli

Gimli Gloin's son

If I were a character in The Lord of the Rings, I would be Gimli, Dwarf, handy with an axe when orcs are about.

In the movie, I am played by John Rhys-Davies.

Who would you be?
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i'm gonna keep this one. it did this because i said i had a beard, i guess.
alanna: and because your preferred weapon is the askhchhhhh.
am i right? i said am i right? is charlie brown right? i like being gimli better than frickin celeborn.

Monday

i remember EEEEverything. i have such a good memory i can remember things that haven't even happened yet.
did you know you're my best friend?
alanna: dont pay any mind, she's drunk.
yesssss. am. yes. and also. you should read the little thingie i put thats called morgan dingie. it's good.
alanna: it's her profile for A Dream Of You
i love this song. did you know this is my favorite song? *loud clatter* what are you doing?! dropping things. ahaheheha. i have nothing to say.
alanna: remember!!! you wanted to say how *whisper whisper*
oh yeah. it's twoo. i did have something to say. alanna had an old online enemy called JC. i wanted to say:
you're an idiot, JC. JC, i hope you burn in that place which will not be named in this blog.
alanna: heck heck heck he went to heck
because i'll get in trouble. and also, alanna and i are in a show. we play colors. alanna is sea foam green. i am pink. "iiiiiiiii feel so reeeeeeeeal" yes yes. is the name of a song i dance to. the fire tones (which is me) dance to it.
also, theres a boy in my class who asks people in my class their password and they give it to him like fools, and there must be something wrong with them. then he blackmails them or he'll change their password and they wont be able to get to their stuff. but he asked me what my password is and i said "i donut have one"
alanna: yes you do. its the same as mine!
yes, but i donut know that. now i'm going to give you a little puzzle. here's a coded message.
dang-fance, fang-fools, dang-fance. fang-for yang-fou ang-far lang-fesser thang-fan mang-fe.
if you can uncode this message i will give you a toy surprise or a lolly tootz. they're my favoritest.
alanna: MINE TOO!!!
i'm going to go now. if you want to be there, you can go too.