I had this strange dream that I was watching the movie The Three Musketeers...of course, that could've just been a repressed memory from me watching The Mask of Zorro(?).

Did you know that Alexandre Dumas originally planned The Three Musketeers to be the first of a trilogy? The second book is Twenty Years After, and the third book was split into three books by the English, because the original third book was, like, over 200 chapters long. Interesting (I learn something new everyday.)

Anyway, yesterday Mom and I went to the mall to buy some Christmas stuff. See's candy, a sweater for me, a purse for her, and this adorable store called Teddy Crafters. It's where you can make your own teddy, tiger, frog, cat, etc. I decided to get a bear, and...it was very fun. (Okay, I admit, it seemed a little kiddish at first, but lets do that again! It was fun, and I really want a tiger next year...)

We got See's candy, by the way...very delicious chocolate (okay, mom, where did you hide the chocolate!!)

I got a sweater mom is saving for me for Christmas, and she got a purse I'm saving for her for Christmas.

And it rained!!! 8| oooh....rain.... (you can tell we don't get a lot of rainfall)

Over the summer at Virginia, we were hanging out with our *some random number...umm...4th* cousins, and one said that the West was completely all brown (in the newspaper or something) and it started raining, and he was all, like, to us, he pointed at the rain and said 'This is called rain' sort of playfully...

*sigh*

I miss Virginia...and Washington D.C. ...I want to go there again next year.

I had this strange dream that I was watching the movie The Three Musketeers...of course, that could've just been a repressed memory from me watching The Mask of Zorro(?).

Did you know that Alexandre Dumas originally planned The Three Musketeers to be the first of a trilogy? The second book is Twenty Years After, and the third book was split into three books by the English, because the original third book was, like, over 200 chapters long. Interesting (I learn something new everyday.)

Anyway, yesterday Mom and I went to the mall to buy some Christmas stuff. See's candy, a sweater for me, a purse for her, and this adorable store called Teddy Crafters. It's where you can make your own teddy, tiger, frog, cat, etc. I decided to get a bear, and...it was very fun. (Okay, I admit, it seemed a little kiddish at first, but lets do that again! It was fun, and I really want a tiger next year...)

We got See's candy, by the way...very delicious chocolate (okay, mom, where did you hide the chocolate!!)

I got a sweater mom is saving for me for Christmas, and she got a purse I'm saving for her for Christmas.

And it rained!!! 8| oooh....rain.... (you can tell we don't get a lot of rainfall)

Over the summer at Virginia, we were hanging out with our *some random number...umm...4th* cousins, and one said that the West was completely all brown (in the newspaper or something) and it started raining, and he was all, like, to us, he pointed at the rain and said 'This is called rain' sort of playfully...

*sigh*

I miss Virginia...and Washington D.C. ...I want to go there again next year.

Cat sliced my toe!! Okay, not on purpose, but by accident, a cat claw, from my favorite Black Cat, sliced my toe...

it's not a big slice, sort of long in width (slightly...like 1/2 of an inch...with blood seeping through the band-aid slowly, but visibly...

I would say it was more of my fault actually...

I had my feet lying on this railing and Black Cat, being the persistant cat he is, decided to hop on the stool next to me. Needless to say, that hop proved deadly, as he slipping off the metal, thin railing, his back claws still out, and one of those claws nailed me on the pinky toe, sort of inside vs. outside. Anyway, I sort of laughed and...well here I am. (And is thankful that...oh, what the heck am I saying??? Black Cat has too sharp of claws. Too sharp claws=injuries...)

Cat sliced my toe!! Okay, not on purpose, but by accident, a cat claw, from my favorite Black Cat, sliced my toe...

it's not a big slice, sort of long in width (slightly...like 1/2 of an inch...with blood seeping through the band-aid slowly, but visibly...

I would say it was more of my fault actually...

I had my feet lying on this railing and Black Cat, being the persistant cat he is, decided to hop on the stool next to me. Needless to say, that hop proved deadly, as he slipping off the metal, thin railing, his back claws still out, and one of those claws nailed me on the pinky toe, sort of inside vs. outside. Anyway, I sort of laughed and...well here I am. (And is thankful that...oh, what the heck am I saying??? Black Cat has too sharp of claws. Too sharp claws=injuries...)