“Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.”

- Damon Runyon

This weekend I watched a movie that Princess FlickerFeather let me borrow called "Howl's Moving Castle". It is an anime by Hayao Miyazaki that's based on the book by Diana Wynne Jones. I haven't really watched much anime aside from the Pokemon craze that hit my school back in 5th or 6th grade, but I liked this movie. It was pretty entertaining. Howl himself is very vain, and at one point he proclaims:

"I give up. I see no reason to go on living if I can't be beautiful."
Heehee! I'd recommend it.

I also just finished a book that Princess FlickerFeather(again) let me borrow. See, she's the one that's big into movies and books, and she tells me what to read or see, because I really don't pay that much attention. I haven't been to the library in forever. Anyway! The book is called "Kissing Adrien", and its by Siri L. Mitchell. It takes place in France, and its romantic and hilarious! Its the kind of book that I didn't want to end, but the end was wonderful, so its okay.

And now for something completely different! (Hi, Carol!)

Monday nights are practice nights for the little drama that PFF and I are putting together. Tonight was no different; we drove to church and practiced with about ten other kids. It's going really well, btw. Anyway, in my car I have this little stuffed elephant with really long arms and legs- you know, the kind with velcro on the feet so that you can hang it around your neck. His name is Winston, and he usually hangs on the armrests between the front seats. Well, tonight after practice I came out and got in my car and something was wrong. Winston was sitting on my steering wheel, his arms wrapped around it to keep him on; his beady little eyes looking at me. It freaked me out. What kind of crazy person would scare a little girl with her own stuffed elephant?? At least they didn't cut his head off and send it to me.

At this point I know you're all probably incredibly worried about my safety, but it's alright, I figured out who did it. And it's the kind of person that likes to play with other people's minds like a drunk kitten. I bet you can guess, too.

...So therefore, I must write.

I'm sitting in my pajamas on the couch listening to my sister practicing a new language. She can speak it pretty fast, and I can only make out some of the words; but for the most part it sounds like this: "buckbuck buck BUUUCK, buck buckbuck buck buck." I'm not sure what it means. Maybe she's turning into a chicken.

I'm also watching the bird tear apart an old newspaper we rolled up and stuck in her cage. She's crazy about it. All day she chews on it. In the morning when my mom takes the blanket off her cage, she's already tearing away. There's now newspaper confetti all over the floor.

I have today off, but my cousin is coming over for a foil. She's been blonde for a few years, but last time we put in some lowlights and it turned out gorgeous. We're going to do it again today. It's also my day to cook, and after that, Tiger Lilly and I have to go to practice a drama that Princess FlickerFeather is putting together and I am assistant director of. It's to a song by Third Day called "Thief", and it's about the thief that was on the cross next to Jesus who ended up in Paradise. Bet you can't guess when that one's going to be performed!

So anyway, I'll see y'all at Keeg's a week from Thursday!