Some things you just gotta get used to. Like cat puke.

Let's just start off by saying that I absolutely did NOT play with Matchbox cars today.

Yesterday morning I woke and went downstairs. My sister Lucy was the only one home and she told me that our cat Diego threw up in Sally's room. We anticipated her arrival home because her reaction was obviously going to be PRICELESS.

Now, I'm aware of the fact that sometimes people can't clean throw up because of the fact that THEY might throw up while doing it. I feel like I am one of these people because I can't even smell a tiny bit of it without feeling like I might throw up as well. However, Diego throws up a lot, and when she does it in my room (or on my goddamn BED), I have no other choice but to clean it up. But if it's in somebody else's room, screw them, it's their problem.

So when Sally finally came home, she walked into her room down the hall and of course, I heard a loud shriek. Then she emerges out of her room like a friggin hurricane and says this:

"Oh my God! SOMEBODY THREW UP IN MY ROOM!"

So of course I'm dying laughing because she doesn't know who did it. First of all, cat throw up and human throw up look very different. Like seriously, did she think that me or any one of my family members went INTO her room to throw up on her floor?! It's like honestly, there are legit cat food pieces in this throw up and you think it was one of US?!

Then she proceeds to beg my mom to clean it up, which she does.

Then, later on in the afternoon, she talks about how it "looked like poop." And poor Diego is sitting in the kitchen listening. Then she starts to walk down the hallway again towards Sally's room. So of course I say, "She's at it again!"

I bet Diego was all like, "Heh heh. I'm going to take a dump this time!"


But honestly, how can you be upset with a face like this?

Anyway. My new thing now is whenever someone asks me if I want to do something, preferably expensive, I reply with "Oh okay. Do you accept bits of string as payment?"

Yeah so, "Skins". I've been watching it for quite some time, and I still think it's dumb. One of the episodes was all about STDs. Go figure, right? You mean to tell me that these kids are hooking up with everything that MOVES and they're getting STDs?! Get. Outta. Town. But this episode in particular featured a hunky seventeen year old (sixteen year old? twelve year old?) who all the girls want apparently. And he pretty much gets them all, because he is a manwhore. So he is spreading his STD all ovah the place, and when his actual girlfriend finds out, (because she obviously has this STD now too) she goes apeshit and beats on him. Which he deserves. So then, she breaks up with him (obvi) and at the end of the episode, she invites him over to "talk" to him. I guess "talking" means "to have sex with" because that is just what they do. After they are done, she tells him to get out and she never wants to see him again. So then this stupid boy asks "what was this all about then?" (referring to the "talking" they just did) and she replies with, "we are STD compatible" or some shit like that.

Honestly!? I feel so DUMB after watching this show. Even dumber than the Jersey Shore makes me feel.

I bet these retards from "Skins" have STD fights. Kind of like a "tag! you're it!" kind of game. Or "red rover". It'd be like "Red Rover Red Rover send HERPES right over!" and then that kid with herpes would infect a person of his choice. I feel really awful that middle schoolers watch this show.

Listen to Radiohead's "Fake Plastic Trees" willya? It's a really wonderful song.

-Jenny