My little sister's eyes so wide

A website glitched and refused to work for me. So I emailed them and they offered me an alternative and then I gave them something I wrote that was sent back to me because she'd given me the wrong email. So I grit my teeth and sent another email and got the right one and gave them something I wrote. Guys this is huge for me. Huge! Half the reason I don't do things is because I'm incapable of writing formalities about myself. I can psyche myself up enough to send things off, hand in cvs, fill out application forms, enter competitions but jesus a handful of words saying here it is, here I am, hope to hear from you. I just can't.

So yeah, go me. Now all I have to do is win.

I was watching the news just there. They were talking to some woman about McCain and dear god. Everything she said was a perfected speech. She was aggressive and defensive and it wasn't for the fact that it was a woman asking her the questions I would have despaired of my gender completely. She was this blonde, stretched, caked thing. Older than she wished she looked. Oh, it was bad.

In other news Julie stayed home sick today and played GTA in the way only she can. I have not seen such spectacular spins of flaming vehicles and the cries of oh crap! why did I get back in? The defining moment was when she tried to steal a Mafia car. She got punched, shot in the head and when she casually sauntered away three burning cars hemmed her in and crushed her polygon head before everything exploded and she was informed she had been wasted.

"Why did they do that?" My little girl wailed. "What did I do to them?" Then she shot a policeman and battered a whore, complaining that she didn't have much money for a prostitute.