First, don't eat reheated chicken pot pie right when you take it out. The outside is really really hot...even if the middle is still a little cold. It hurts, and you lose your sense of taste. Even if your hungry, WAIT! That is all. Except bat man is on! YAY BATMAN! I've always had a special relationship with the DC universe! I never truly enjoyed the Marvel comics like I did the DC ones.

So, if you hadn't guessed, I hurt myself eating lunch. Exciting isn't it? Other than that, I have been watching the house. My parents went to a wedding reception in Le Mars, and my brother has been in trouble recently. So basically I was the enforcer of grounding. Plus we have had a string of Vandalism and Car Robberies in the neighborhood. Thats what majorly freaked me out last night. I was worrying a lot about whether or not the cars were locked. I think I checked three times before I was satisfied. I'm a little paranoid and worried all the time.

I realized, from mint, that what I was saying yesterday could have been a little confusing. I am ambidextrous, which means I can use both of my hands for things. I like to write notes, throw, and eat with my right hand, but I like to draw, brush my teeth, and use the mouse on my computer with my left. I can do any of those (except for drawing on my right, and throwing with my left) with either of my hands, I just have a huge preference. And when it comes to my signature for legal documents, I tend to use my right hand because my left handed signature is too illegible. This creates problems when I accidentally use my left hand for it because they think that someone else signed it. This means that I have to go in and tell them exactly why it looks different and give a common signature for both hands for them to compare to for documents in the future so they know if its someone else or myself.

I have the biggest urge to draw a ninja. I have no idea why. Sorry for the random info. What I really wanted to say was my mothers cat is the craziest thing I have ever met. He just jumped from the top of a bar stool to the top of our sliding door and all the way down just to catch a fly. Not to mention he plays fetch and we taught him how to sit. He is definitely more of a dog than a cat. That was about all I wanted to say though. Oh, and thank you Mint for the ice cream!