-sniffle-

by thinutheth are nod habby wiff be. dey're infecteded. i've been thneezing an' thiff'ling an' thuch for de patht tree dayth. an' typing thith phoedetic'lly ith hard. if you need a translation: my sinuses are not happy with me. they're infecteded. i've been sneezing and sniffling and such for the past three days. and typing this phoenetically is hard.

anyway, latest news: Carrousel? me? what?! -facedesk- i know Seester will be beside herself and Mum is excited, but i'm not. it's not technically supposed to be a beauty pageant, but it's close enough that i'm not too sure if i want to do it. nice how they don't give you a choice, isn't it? >_>
'sides, everyone at Huss knows that Kara will walk away with it, that's a given.

and today, when we were hiking on Crowders, the weirdest thing happened. on the way back down from the peak on the ultra-steep Backside trail, we came across this very skinny, very young squirrel. it was hanging out eight feet or so up the trunk of a tree, and was unnaturally calm around the people (and dogs). it even came down from its perch, low enough that if i wanted to i could've reached out and plucked it from the bark! it even came down to the ground, and followed us! the squirrel frekkin' followed us! it was like a Steven King novel!! it kept following after us for a good few hundred feet, completely ignoring the nuts we tossed down for it. i couldn't tell if it was just craving another living thing's company or if it had rabies or something. it was kinda creepy...