Justin and Internet ads

Okay, first of all, you know what I hate?

Those adds that you see when you're on a website -
ones with the grainy, ugly pictures that are all about
getting rid of cellulite or belly fat, or how to plump
your lips. you know what I'm talking about.

Just had to get that out of my system. I just want
to throw my computer at a wall sometimes.

Secondly, I am extremely annoyed with this kid at
my school... named Justin.

I wouldn't mind if he moved to Mexico. (and got Swine
Flu!) Or if he just disappeared. Or if he fell off a cliff,
though that would be horrible for his family.

He's the type that thinks everyone likes him, and when
everyone likes you no matter what, you can do whatever
you want (our culture sort of sucks) and so that's exactly
what he does.

I feel bad about being mean to him at school, though,
so me and God had a chat about how I could be nicer.

How about him moving to South Africa, God? Please?

Swine Flu? Or Virus?

What is all this about the Swine Flu?

What is it? What happens to you if you catch it?
Does it kill people? I know that several people have
died, but it seems to have only killed people who
are weak.

It's contagious, and there are roughly 30 cases in
the US right now. And I know that there are plenty
of cases in Mexico.

Is this gonna be another pandemic?

tWiLiGhT zOnEs!!!

Lately, I seem to be
watching a large amount
of the 1959-1964 TV
show - The Twilight
Zone. This is an excellent
show in black and white,
sci-fi tales written by
the marvelous Rod Serling.
Each one relays some sort
of supernatural story, be it
aliens, talking dolls, or the future. Each one begins with Mr. Serling,
cigarette in hand, explaining the story, and few end with happy
endings, though they are, in a peculiar way, still satisfying.
Good episodes include The Dummy, Talking Tina, Last Stop at Willoughby,
and more!

Grrrrr Track!

Wow, I am so exhausted... just thinking about track.

I've been in track for like, 3 weeks, perhaps? and my legs
are sore every night, I think I pulled something in one
of my ankles, and I'm really stressed out. Just because.

No anger at the track peoples. It's just my sad little self
responsible, and I hate to look the part of the complainer...
but
COMPLAIN
COMPLAIN
COMPLAIN.

And I don't want to go to any more track meets. I was
super nervous and spazzy all day...

I didn't go to track today because I was so tired and
whatnot, and my ankles killed just walking to dairy
queen. (That's right, I got a Moolatte. Be jealous.)

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?

Chocolate… Espresso… Fudge… Cake!

Some time ago, I became aware of the amazing (and now infamous in my household) Marcel Desaulniers.
Mr. Desaulniers is pretty much the most amazing gourmet chocolate chef ever to write chocolate cookbooks and own a restaurant called the Trellis. And have a French people mustache. Perhaps the only, too.
Anyway, I checked out two of his insanely wonderful books, the two being Celebrate with Chocolate, and the other being Death By Chocolate. Did you know that Marcel enjoys chocolate?
However, my attempts at being a gourmet chocolatier were foiled by two things: Schnapps, and Salmonella. In Celebrate With Chocolate, I was not able to create ‘Dancing Gingerbread Men with Spicy Peppermint Fudge Cake’, because it called for a small amount of Schnapps, but this is a particularly expensive sort of alcohol… so my plans were ruined by that one ingredient. But from the cookbook Death By Chocolate, I successfully got my mother to make with me…
CHOCOLATE ESPRESSO FUDGE CAKE!!!
It was an experience that will never happen again, and that I will never forget, and that’s for sure. Mother and I toiled for two and a half hours attempting to create a perfect cake. We sort of failed in the looks department, but in the taste section, well, no one will be able to stop this cake from coming back in particularly wonderful dreams. It’s just that good.
However, making it was not that simple. I learned, Monday night, that my mother is not a gourmet chef like Marcel Desaulniers. She did not enjoy making buttercream (which even our fancy friend explained ‘is buttercream from somewhere else to make, but buttercream from heaven when you eat it’) that required a pound of butter, 8 oz of semisweet chocolate, a cup of heavy whipping cream, and uncooked egg whites. At the latter mentioned, Colleen realized that uncooked egg whites can result in salmonella. She almost considered ditching our intense efforts and giving up, but we persevered, and so far, everyone has kept their cake down.
It seems that I won’t be making that ‘White and Dark Chocolate Dacquoise Meringue’ any time soon.

Murder By Death

Want to see a funny movie? Then don't ask me.

I don't know if anyone in the whole world actually

thinks that the movie murder by death is as funny

as me and my cousin nicole find it, but wow, do we 

love that movie!!!!

Murder By Death recalls a weekend (which me and 

my cousin have memorized... ), hosted at Lionell

Twaine's house. Mr. Twaine is an electronic master-

mind, and he has decided to prove his genius by inviting the world's greatest detectives to his house - for dinner and a murder. With renowned actors such as Maggie Smith, Peter Falk, and Peter Sellers, this movie is... different. However, I suggest you watch it, just because those who have not seen it just aren't good enough. (-:

Up at Grandma's!

Hooray! We are here at Grandma Inwards for Easter!

Nicole and me woke up at 7:30 this morning and watched
murder by death, the greatest movie ever. sort of.

Nicole is yelling at me, so I'll write more later...
we need oatmeal cream pies!!!