My nails are blue and still pretty damp, but I'm typing this anyway.

Currently,
I should be reading The Giver
For book club on Thursday (Wednesday? can't remember.)
Or maybe reading The Chosen,
Seeing as I haven't started it yet,
When, truthfully,
I just want We Need to Talk About Kevin,
Because I was loving it
Before all this summer school shizz
Caught up with me.

I could do my math packet
Because I skipped those,
"How does an equation make you feel?"
And "Is math your worst enemy?"
Sort of questions,
Which just made me laugh.

I could read the Short History of Nearly Everything
And fill out that form that went with it,
But I'm just not,
I'll probably cram it all in the day before school starts,
Which I don't even want to think about.

I could even be posting those pictures of my sheds
But I still haven't sorted them out yet
And some of the roofs are crooked.

I forgot to watch Desperate Housewives yesterday.
And forgot I had forgotten.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
That's what I'm officially going to do when I'm done with this.

I need to practice my drum hitting skills,
My paradittles just aren't up to par.

And don't get me started on Girl Scouts.

I called the wrong number yesterday
When I was trying to get a hold of
Mi madre.
I knew who I dialed though,
Family friends that live at the beach,
And Tom treatened to call our house now
At three in the morning
When he gets the chance.
And I only called at nine at night,
Come on.

Grrr, my pointer finger's smudged.

pitchers.

is it to late to post 4th of july fireworks?