RaNdOm

So when I was little, I used to sit in the corner on a stool and eat chip dip plain pretending it was porridge and I was the three little bears.
Why is it called Bacon if it's fried?
If its a baked potato, wouldn't it get the munchies and eat itself to death?
If I lost weight as fast as I've lost my mind, I'd be a supermodel.
Why is it called Make-Up if your face is real?
Do aliens have to pay UFO insurance?
Better yet, do they have to have a Medical Degree to probe people?
You can make chip dip with Sour Cream, Celery Salt, and Parsley flakes mixed together.
It tastes good. Dolly Parton singing Puff the Magic Dragon... interesting mix. I still love you Peter Paul and Mary.
My friend burned me five cds the other day,... TRY COME AND FIND ME, COPYRIGHT PATROL!!!
Barry Manilow definately sounds like a type of melon,..maybe a derivation of cantaloupe.
How does B&N fit all that bread in those little cans?
And finally, in order for it to really be a Treadmill, wouldn't it have to be underwater?

Loads of Silliness

So everything's normal in the life of the Brittercritter... I am once again making humorous and somewhat crass artwork (I'm not sure how funny they really are, I just get on these hyper spurts).

My brother found a potato chip while snacking that looks exactly like Pac-Man, so now he is going to try and sell it on EBay and see where it takes him. I'll have to ask him when he gets back from College, we had to drop him back off today. I had to pluck yet another grey hair I found (rather one of my friends found) near the back of my neck, and I'm only nineteen!!@#@%%$%&%^$@$% The funny thing is that my hair was just dyed not too long ago, but I guess we missed that one, and no one noticed it before.

My sister's home for good now! YAY! No more jerky boyfriend for her (if I'm not on for a while, it's because I've been thrown in jail for attempted murder!!!) Haha. Anyways, so I'm glad she's living at home now where she is somewhat safe.

So yeah, another "normal" day for me. I guess I bring all this up because I find it humourous what all our perceptions are about what is normal. Every individual has their own little funny twist to life, and every family has it's little quarks. All of us think we have it the worst or the most bizarre, but as a wise person told me one time; whatever you have in life, there is always someone who has more, whether it be a worse situation, or a better one, or someone is always fatter, or thinner, or shorter or taller. No one can assume they have the short end of the stick, because they never really do. Things that I do may be totally outlandish to someone else, but they are always normal to me, and where I may do something a certain way, there will always be someone who does that same thing ten times more or better or worse.