70th Post

I'm truly sorry for not addition to the blog for a little while but I will treat you NOW with a long read to make up for all of what you missed in my recent life. Anyway this is SYDNEY speaking and I was watching Footloose and Dad changed it to Roswell. SO anyway he was like, sleeping and Kenny was playing the DS and Steven was sleeping and Dad changed my show saying, "I don't want to watch this," and he is sleeping- so does he give a care? There is no point in his wacko opinion. I bet MOM will yell at DAD when she gets home. And I love the Roswell shows but I've seen it like a MILLION BILLION GAZILLION TRILLION times. I have never seen Footloose and there was only half an hour left. Oh well. I will let Mom finish that off. Blimey. I really cannot think of anything ridiculous else. Maybe that we went fishing yesterday. I don't really enjoy fishing with real worms. I prefer plastic or rubber worms, thank-you. So good that ya'll know that I HATE worms and if you prank me with them. Burn. Sizzle. You are just as bad as the worms. Yes, you.