Friday English was awesome, and made my week slightly brighter. After school I beat the Elite Four and then caught Mewtwo, the freakin' bad a**. razz I named him Artemis, because he reminds me of that Fowl boy.
Saturday was spent talking to Mikey and Brent (about pokemon) and raising Mr. Magoo (whom Mikey and I are going to re-dub Noodles) approximately 30 levels, so I could have a Dragonite. Which is a fat orange dragon. I imagine him to be the dragon in the song "Puff the magic dragon" because he's just that cool. Except now I'm having a dilemma as to what my starting pokemon are going to be. So I'm gonna bring in my GBA for imput on Monday.
So on Sunday I basically have wasted my time in the same fashion. Max sits near me being the lazy fat a** he is while my toes are cold and I watch dumb shows about Bret Michaels on VH1 while playing pokemon and enjoying how quiet the house is when Jenny hangs out with the McEntires. Thanks, Annie and Chris's dad, and sorry for spelling your surname wrong. heart
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