Canaries

As those yellow birds sing their names and the seniors abandon us for good we begin this blog. The content? Whatever is on our minds, which could be anything, but is more likely to be nothing at all. It really has no purpose, except maybe to entertain us for the time being and shake our heads in shame in a few years when we're too mature understand.

Oh, wait, growing up? That's NEVER gonna happen! I hope...

I mean, I want to move on with my life eventually, but I plan to hold on to my insanity forever. In a few years, once I've married David Archuleta and she's wed to Gilbert Blythe, I hope I can text (or bloop or whatever the technology will be by then) Barbara "poof" and have her crack up.

Anyways, my thought for the day: guys are so much hotter when they are in some way musical. And hair. Hair is very important...

Oh and a tip for entertaining one's self: have a friend wish you happy birthday on facebook and see how many people fall for it. BAHAHAHA!

Hey Barbara, this is fun, this blogging thing! Your turn to try!

~P