i'm on vaccation too, usually i log onto this site from work which, at times, can be supremely boring. now i log on much much less frequently, and realize just how much time i used to spend on this thing! hours! every day!
at first i was annoyed at how much time i wasted on this thingum, but now, i am glad i had it, otherwise i probably would have started experimenting with pills we carry in the pharmacy. ("ultracets" don't they just sound so exciting? the PR guys in charge of naming them did a good job.)

all better now, no more work or school (they occur together) till september.

it's liks summer vacation all over again! haven't had one of these in 2 years. wallah i've missed it...

maybe i'll take up pottery or something.

ahem.

there's a guy sitting on a couch watching tv. the doorbell rings and he goes to answer, and as he opens the door he see's this big huge bug just standing there. it's huge taller than him, and standing on it's two hind legs with the other 4 at it's sides and it's antenna's swaying in the breeze.

the fella is staring at it, not believing what he is seeing, until it reaches back, and swings it's arm around and smaks him straight in the face so hard that he falls on his bum.
it then scurries off.

the guy is sitting there with the door open, not believing what just happened.
he gets up and looks around, and no sign of the bug.

so he closes the door, and decides that it didn't happen, he goes back to watching TV.

After a few days the doorbell rings again, and he goes to answer it. Lo and behold, the big huge bug is back, this time it shoves its way into the house, and starts beating him down. takes his wallet, and his tv and scurries off.

he still can't believe this is happening. but, the TV and the purse are gone, and he is increadibly freaked out. so he calls the police and they don't believe him but take a report anyway.
he becomes much more cautious about opening the door, and a few weeks pass without incident. then in July, as he is sitting in his living room reading the new harry potter book, the doorbell rings again, while still reading he answers it, and when he looks up from the book, it's the bug.

this time it's got a knife.
it stabs him 3 times and scurries off.

he gets to the phone calls an ambulance which comes over and races him to the hospital.

in the Emergency room, the doctor asks him "so, what happened"
and he says "doc, you're not gonna believe this but...." and tells the doctor the story.

the doctor nods knowingly after hearing it and says.

Yeah, we've got a pretty nasty bug going around town"

can we make fun of stuff? Or is this more of a gentelman's journal? Like, can we make fun of you perhaps? Only in joking of course :P.