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Please make a note. That "Mike Kid" is not my boyfriend, and there are no standing plans to change his status. We are just friends, and that's that. And, no, I have not slept with him, nor do I plan to in the near future... you assholes. I'm pretty sure he has a boyfriend anyway... Thank You. Please stop asking. Lol. I've only hung out with the kid twice, jeeze.

In the little time that I have spent with him, I do think that he's awesome. When I make billions, I'm going to buy him an Audi A4 with his favourite 1.8T engine in it.

That's another thing I've been kicking over in my head, and though it'll never happen, it's still cool to think about it. If this hydrogen thing takes off, I want to buy all my friends and family members (that I like) cars based upon their personalities. Erik and Andy are getting little Audi TTs. Mr. Jensen is getting a Porsche Cayenne. Uncle Leondard is getting an H1. Aunty Chrissy is getting an XK8 convertible. Phil's getting a big black Cadillac Escalade, Sam a Dodge Viper, and that's all I've decided on. Oh, and I'm getting every Bentley, Rolls-Royce and Jaguar that I want. They are subject to change.

In other news, Phipps217 keeps logging on and off AIM, and the notifications are driving me crazy.

Last night was the last night I'll ever see Jackie. Well, not really, but it seems that way. She ended up going off to college and we had a small soiree to send her off. I miss her already, and she needs to quit school and come home immediately. To make things worse, she called me and left a message on my phone saying that there was an Ikea in PA... So much for needing me. :-/ Just kidding. I miss you, Jack-jack.

I have a hundred things floating in my head, and the loudest is Brittany Spear's Toxic song... I have no clue why. :-P

I'm just emoticon-happy today. Wow.

I made a major stride in summer work progress today. I purchased all the summaries of all of my books from Pink Monkey, and I'm preparing to print them. I did, naively, take out all three of the books from the library, and attempted to read them. I should have known that that was not going to happen. They are:

The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
An extremely depressing and long tale that does nothing but bash capitalism. There is an entire fucking chapter about a fucking turtle crossing the fucking road. I picked this stupid book because it counted as two, which meant three summer books instead of four. Everytime I pick it up, I feel more and more like strangling myself with a plastic bag - not because it's tragic, but because I hate it.

Animal Farm by George Orwell
This book is a shockingly accurate description of what would happen on a farm, if all the animal spoke english, and had political opinions. It's about the conflict existing between Communism and Socialism. If you know me at all, you know that I hate both of them. They're simply anti-capitalist.

Moby Dick by Herman Melville
It's about a whale that beats the shit out of the people trying to hunt it. I'm not sure what the real life parallels and symbolisms are yet. I'll report back after I scan the summary...

Dilbert by Scott Adams
This isn't actually what I'm supposed to be reading, but I've been reading several of these books in the place of the aforementioned sob stories. Let me just say, that I love them. They are so funny. I wake my grandmother up at three in the morning because I'm laughing about something crazy that Alice does, or one of Dogbert's witty comebacks, or maybe it's the Point Haired Boss's lack of understanding. You should read some of them. They're great. I wonder what Scott Adams looks like. I bet he's old and bald.

Yearbook Stuff by Sachem
This isn't actually a book -- yet. Lol. I felt the need to mention it, because it's also part of my summer work.

College Stuff by Anonymous
Again, not a book but something that's been consuming inordinate amounts of my summer. :-)

I have decided to once again be civil to Sam, because rumour has it that she's changed, and is no longer the bitter, selfish Sam we all loved to hate. We shall see... Actually, Phil's been more of jerk to me of late. Asshole. [I'm squinting angrily at you... That's right.]

Back to school on the sixth. I'm kinda excited, but, I'm kinda blase about the whole thing. I'm going to be a senior, but, at the same time, I hate school. :-D

I really wish I knew how to make little accent-graves appear over some of my 'e's. If you know how, or you would like one of the summaries that I have purchased, IM me.

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