Long Time No Blog...

Today I went outside, and saw a roadblock in front of my driveway. The sign said, "Danger, keep out!" I realized that maybe this meant I should get out of the area. Had there been a chemical spill? Maybe a thief is hanging out in my backyard! I ran to the back of the house, to the window. Sure enough, There was a patchy-looking wooden structure in the yard. I went outside to see who it was, but as soon as my feet touched the ground, they disappeared! What had happened?! I held up my hands, and they were gone too, so I tried to touch my head, shoulders, knees and toes. (Haha just kidding, but years in nursery have made it so that I can't resist.) Finally, something hit me hard in the face. My hand! I was still there! I must be invisible!
What does this mean?? Oh my cheese and tabasco sauce, it means I can dance around the kitchen in my pjs singing into my spoon and no one will EVER see me!! Oh. But can they still hear me?
I stumbled back into the house, completely forgetting about the maybe dangerous person(s) in the yard, shut the door behind me, and tried to speak. Oh no! I had forgotten how to speak! But just as I began to despair, my voice came out all squeaky and made me jump. Aha! So no singing, then, unless no one was around, otherwise they might find me. I practiced walking as I wondered what I should do first. Rob a bank? No, too mean. Chase people with "floating" objects? Naw, too explainable. They'd never buy it. Espionage? I already do that for a living!
I suddenly remembered the unknown shack builder in my backyard. I should open a can of invisible kung fu on their trespassing butts! And afterward, I could do my hair and makeup and go to the opera. Buah hahaha! So I went outside to see who was there. After my rather bumpy trip through the garage, I reached the little hut and peered inside. No one was there! In fact, I hadn't seen a soul since I woke up, not family or police or intruders. Maybe they were all invisible too... Awww no fun! No fun at all. I decided that I would skip the bad guy busting and get ready for the opera, so I headed for the shower. When I looked in the mirror afterward, I was still invisible. I donned my fancy gown, and it wasn't invisible. Well, I'd sure be a sensation at the opera house. I wondered about what it was that had turned me invisible if I hadn't been able to shower it off of me. It must've really soaked in!

Today, Today

Today I had a Cheese Steak sandwich with most of my family (seeing as some of it is missing at all times and one half refuses to see the other). Yum. (Also somewhat boring, but you had to know.) Earlier in the day I listened to Panic at the Disco which I love! I'd almost forgotten to be interested in them, seeing as my favorite bands have a habit of disbanding. (Curse you, Hush Sound!! [Although I would never curse them really].) Anyway, I was so immersed in Pretty. Odd. that I decided to fly back to 2008 and catch them in Chicago. It was a great performance. Then I went to Salt Lake to save the Mayor's cat from a pack of angry birds. Or should I say peck? Yes, I do believe I'd better say "peck of birds"! Peter Piper picked a peck of Pickled Peppers. Did you know Pickled Peppers are really a rare species of bird? They are. That's why Peter came with me to catch them- they have to be handled with care, just like your mother's fine china. After all that, I came home exhausted to a very hyper cat (mine) and had to stop her eating a very sticker piece of paper. I think someone's been sneaking her catnip again, and I've planned a stake-out to catch them at it. Undercover. Does anyone have a transmutation device or shrink ray? Let me know if you do. So after saving the Mayor's cat and then mine, I began blueprints for my siege on Girl Scouts of America Headquarters. If anyone wants a cut, we should have the contraband cookies around next week, say about Monday-Wednesday. Those things should really be illegal, they're so addictive and disgusting and you need like ten boxes a day. Its almost as bad as nicotine. We've dedicated a few cases to science and are working on the GSC- Girl Scout Cookie- Patch. Well, my fingers are tired from too much texting, so this is all for now. Be inventing again soon, I hope! Happy dream hunting.

Have you ever written a letter and had nothing interesting to say?

I'm sure I'm not the only one who has. And sometimes, when you're life is so Normal that you can't write a letter without putting its recipient to sleep, you have to invent a little... Maybe you can even inspire yourself to go out and have an adventure... So I don't care if I mix a little fiction with my facts- I'm going to write it all.
Today I woke up late. I was a little upset that I'd let myself sleep so long, but I figured I'd get over it by doing something awesome. I settled on sledding, and decided to take my dog.  When we got to the hill, I remembered how long it'd been since I'd been sledding and how much weight again and began to get cold feet... But that dog jumped on that sled like a pro and went flying down. She looked like Air Bud, but with a sled...
Actually, my dog is a coward and the most sliding she ever does is across the kitchen floor. But its very entertaining to watch, which I did for some time earlier today. I think sometime that human beings get animals just to know that some living creature does goofier stuff than they do. Its certainly a good laugh to watch them pounce on inanimate objects.
So what else did I do today? Drank apple juice. Ate a late lunch. Saved the world. Took pictures of the Alps. Fell off of a building. Drank a few shots. Danced very badly around the kitchen. Punched someone. Went on a walk with my dog. Carried her around the house like a shepherd carries a lamb. Insulted my brother in 15 stupid ways. Was insulted by said brother in 15 other stupid ways. He won the contest. I invented a little, drew a little, read a little, and wrote a little more. And I'll try to do something interesting before I blog again. Happy living, my friends. Living is all we can do to convince ourselves its worth it.