J.D. is no longer the cockroach that lives in the bathroom; he is the cockroach that lives in our room. He flew on in here a little while ago, and no amount of rooting around under our beds has unearthed him. Right now I feel less like the girl that lived in Africa for 12 years and more like the girl who lived in Minnesota for 9 years.
By the way, ignore the times that show up with the posts. My computer has not kept time correctly since I got it, no matter how often I reset it. It's actually 10:10 right now, not 12 a.m.
By the way, ignore the times that show up with the posts. My computer has not kept time correctly since I got it, no matter how often I reset it. It's actually 10:10 right now, not 12 a.m.
Oh, and I added some more pics on facebook:
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