Man of the People
Ok,
Phats is whining about not being mentioned in my blog, and when he whines, I'm strangely compelled to listen. Which is weird, because normally I ignore whining little kids.
Right after Christmas and New Year's I got a sweet letter in the mail from Phats and Nutty. They're so awesome. Nutty made me a mix CD (which is pretty sweet) and Phats gave me a Pez Dispenser of Timon from the Lion King. AND they both wrote me a letter, but Phats writing is like chicken scratch. Seriously, I had to scrunch up my already bad eyes (I wear glasses) and concentrate really hard to read it. Gimme a break. I much preferred reading Nutty's letter, because she is a girl, and girls writing looks nicer than Phats' writing.
There you go Phats Domino.
Side Note: The other day my 15 year old cousin told me I reminded her of Seth from the O.C. I think it was a compliment, but I don't watch The O.C. But then she cut me down again and called me a nerd because I have been carrying around a small blue bouncy ball in my coat pocket. (It was part of my winnings from my Skee Ball tickets when we went to Castle Fun Park. I also got an army man and a bunch of candy.)
*Le Sigh* What do 15 year olds know anyways? Hmph.