I... am... SO BACK. --later-- Waiting for this song to dl. "Still the One"--that duet with 'Twain and Bryan Adams. I can't believe that guy's still truckin. I saw him in concert with Leanne Rimes when I was in the fourth grade, and had my picture with both of them and everything, but man. Still. My birthday is in 9 days. Not that anyone gives a shit. I just thought I'd say that. My list:

~*~*~ For her birthday, Lili wants: (drumroll)~*~*~
1. Nuriko!
2. A new pair of show boots.
3. The Secretariat Breyer and the Hunt Horse Lmtd. Ed. Breyer.
4. Prismacolors and a new sketchbook.
5. A multitasking pocket knife for the barn. Pliers, saw, knives, scissors, tweezers, all that good stuff.
6. Nuriko!
7. The new Michelle Branch CD
8. A life

Yeah. Those aren't listed in any order of importance. Lately, I feel that everyone's been against me. I don't know why. Might have something to do with this shitty PMS fuck. Ooh. I found many more Breyers I want. I'm bored, so here they are: Showjumping WB Robert Vavra stallion There was also a wicked awesome Halloween horse: Black with the silhoutte of bats, galloping, red eyes and everything. I wanted it. No such luck. I'm saving for a scanner. My birthday shall consist of Sarah/Danni coming over, we and my mom going out to dinner, a movie, shopping, then they'll sleep over. Cake/presents/crap in the morning. Yeah. Just like last year. Except last year I had more friends present. During the past year I somehow managed to shed those friends. Except for Sei. I have a whole passel of entries from my trip on the 'top. I'll put them up later. I hate everything and everyone right about now. Damn being female. It's weeks like this I wish I were a guy. Okay. I take that back. Gotta run, blah.