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My mom and I saw the third Pirates movie tonight. I liked it.

Then we went to Target, I said "hey, I'm hungry," and we almost came home and had ham steaks and, like, rice or something for dinner. Instead, I decided I wanted a Lisa Frank sequin animals thing and so we drove to the Michael's around here (which had just closed). So we went to Wal-Mart, my mom went to look at pajamas, and I went off to look for the thing I wanted. And didn't find it. I looked in toys, and didn't find it.

And then I spent almost a half an hour walking around the store trying to find my mother.

So that was fun.

Also I walked into some car's driver's side mirror in the parking lot today (if you haven't experienced it, it is really painful if you are my height because it goes right above your elbow).

That does not, however, compare to yesterday. I was baking! And really should not be allowed to do so alone, apparently. I was supposed to have some chicken cooking in broth while I was baking, so I put them in the pot, turned the burner on, and got going. The breasts looked a little cold, but I figured it was just the stove; the cookie sheets seemed a little warm, but I figured it was just the heat from the oven.

Then I took the first batch out and had one of the sheets sitting on one of the burners. One of the cookies started to smoke so I went AHAHAHAHA OH SHIT and took it off. As I was putting batter on the other sheet, I went "... um. Mom? The cookie sheet is smoking."

Because I had turned on the wrong burner. An hour and a half earlier.

And then, because I'm just that awesome, I put a Tupperware bowl inside the mixing bowl that was just the wrong size and got it stuck.

I honestly sometimes don't know how I don't, like. Fall down more.

Stuff just keeps appearing in my room. My mom told me that if it was overwhelming that meant it was time for bed, so I'm off to sleep. Maybe when I wake up I'll have acquired common sense! That would be nice.

I do know that when I wake up I will have a few hours left and then I will have a

madbonnycaptain. And then the next day I will have a

madbonnycaptain and a

kueble and an

x_gh0st_x and other assorted persons, and an amusement park, and a CONCERT.

So that's good.

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Oh man, turning the wrong burner on. CLASSIC MOVE. Seriously, I pull that shit all the time. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

I start to fall down a lot, but usually I just whack into things. We need some sort of clumsy club.

That is actually very reassuring.

I went through a period when I was about 13 where I would fall down the stairs going from the second floor to the first floor every day (my bedroom was the second floor; kitchen was the first). One of my cousins was late to work one day I was home sick and blamed me because she didn't have an alarm clock.

Do we get badges? (With SPARKLES?)

There's nothing like wondering why something isn't boiling when it's been on the stove for a full fifteen minutes . . .

Maybe we could have icons. I'm about as clumsy online as I am in real life anyhow. :D

Yeah uh. *shifty look*

Ahahaha me too. :D.

Wow. Maybe you shouldn't cook so much? Or just practice. Practice helps.

TOMORROW!

Sadly, I bake as often as I can when I am somewhere I can. I just ... have no common sense. It's sort of sad.

I KNOW. Oh god. *explodes* :D?