Practice and all

Hey Minna. I got another Journal/Diary/Blog...whatever. I’m now MSMoon at uJournal. I figured Mistra, Arashi, and Magoo are all @ uJournal now so why not? I’ve got two already so what’s the diff? Mistra’s also at LiveJournal as Kaedabean. Even though yesterday was terrible I still figured I shouldn’t put things off, and I got an uJournal anyway. Not much to it right now. Once I start fooling around in it it’ll be better.

In case anyone’s wondering, I just figured how to put word links in my text which is why I’m using it more. I have to practice. It does make perfect after all.

Well, if yesterday was bad today I have jet lag. Reading class was terrible boring, Got home, and mom was home early, which wasn’t too great since the kitchen was dirty and I’d planned to clean it when I got home. We watched some TV and tried to contact Paran. Then we took a nap for about an hour, which I shouldn’t have done. I know an hour isn’t much, but when Mom does it, it refreshes her. It just makes me sleepier. Now Mom’s watching Promise Land behind me.

I can’t wait for Saturday. All new X-men: Evolution and no school. It’s just been so boring this week! I do have a grammar test tomorrow. I hate tests that make me feel redundant. Oh well, I should stop complaining. I’m just tired.

I guess that’s all for now. That’s all she wrote.

MM

Old Hobeaux

Wow two entries in one day. I’m on a roll. Anyway, the title is contributed to my uncle C’s dog, Hobeaux (Pronounced the traditional way Hobo, only since we are under French influences my Aunt decided to change the spelling.) My Uncle C’s a pretty wealthy man. He has this cute little house boat, way down the bayou, and he goes there to fish and catch crabs. Dad’s been known to get 60 crabs out there. When the getting’s good of course.

Anyway, one day we were out there and we saw this skinny golden lab mix puppy (a mix of what, we’re not sure). Well my Aunt saw him and felt sorry for him. He was all mangy and skinny. She got a bunch of Spam weenies and fed them to him. Then she decided to take him home. Uncle C. and Aunt D have had a faithful friend since. Now Hobeaux has filled out—a lot—since then. He now waddles. But he’s always at Uncle C’s side, whether he’s on foot or on his tractor...heck he’s even made some valiant attempts to follow Uncle C’s trunk down the road -.- That was actually more embarrassing than valiant but whatever.

Anyway I was heading to get the mail, and then get the paper from Aunt D, and there’s old Hobeaux, laying in the garage. He’s still a golden lab mix—has loads more pounds—but his fur’s faded to a white around the face and feet. That’s when I realized...he’s getting old. So I figured I’d include him in my diary entry at least once while he was still with us. I mean it’d be terrible if you only heard about him when he died o.o

And now that I’ve told the story of Old Hobeaux, I’ll sign off. That’s all she wrote.

The Lover of Animals big and small,

MM

P.S. I love Gargoyles.