Life Updates.

So far, I haven't been able to take my second Unicycle Riding Class. Which is too bad. Because it's not really something you can learn without practicing, is it? No.
And I haven't quite gotten my green bike fixed. I talked to the dude at the bike repair place about a tire, but he won't have any new tires in until Friday. And they're $15 apiece. Ooog. There go more dineros. But maybe it'll be worth it--maybe this one will last more than a year and a half! It's cheaper than buying a new bike, anyway.

We have a scheme in the works, which involves biking and picnicking (<--oddly-spelled word) and swimming and camping. Possibly. Biking and eating, of course! Swimming--perhaps. Camping--er, we'll see. It would involve schedules cooperating (<--another oddly-spelled word), and permissions, and plans. But that would take care of several of my 12X2012's, such as the "Take a bike trip down the Hill of No Return on my green bike" one and the "Go swimming once or twice" one also.

I'm starting to half-toy with the idea of checking out another blog site, like Wordpress or something, but I dunno. Do I really neeed to start another blog, when this one isn't posted in enough, anyway? But as it is, I get bored on here in the evenings but don't want to go to bed. So I sit here, online, with abso-youtly nothing to do. Facebook isn't cooperating today, Twitter's boring, Facebook's normally a bit boring, too. The messageboards I'm part of aren't all that busy tonight. Game sites are full of stupid teenage boys who think that by saying 'hi' in the chatbox I'll fall desperately in love with them and agree to be their 'girlfriend.' (although I still haven't figured out how THAT works, since it'd be a 10,000% online 'relationship...' Talk about stupid.) Plus I'm bored with those games.

I should go. Either go to bed, or go read, or something. I should have been working with my Mum tonight, because I got a new dress (free!! I love it. Long story... =), but it's size 12 and I'm not. Thankfully she knows how to alter and take clothes in somewhat. And I'd like to have it done in time for my friend's wedding on Saturday (hahaha, like that'll happen. O well.).

Toodle-pip, I'll see y'all later! =)
~Kiwi~

Blah Blah Blah, Yackety Yack Yack Yack, Yammer Yammer......(aka "Another Boring Post That Few Shall Actually Read")

That's an encouraging title, isn't it? I should rename it. I'll try to make it sound exciting, and make you want to read it b'cuz it looks interesting, and then squash your hopes with yet another dry, boring post. :D Yes, it would be mean and misleading, but last time I checked, it's a Free Blogosphere, people! If you got a problem wi' dat, you'll just have ta deal wid it!

Note to those who may not have read my blog before and may be slightly scared by that first paragraph: Don't worry, I'm just in a slightly stinky mood, which doesn't happen often. Continue reading and relax.

Someone (who shall remain anonymous, but she commented in the last post) told me that the 'Guess the Song' game was too hard. I admit, I tried to make it difficult, but I suppose other people just don't know their songs well enough to sing them all the way through and pick out the obscure phrases I used. So, you peeps have two choices:

1: Go back and try to figure out the songs, or

2: Wait for my next post, where I shall post slightly more well-known phrases from the same songs, but if you guess there you'll only get half the points.

3: (I know, I said 2 choices, but I changed my mind!) Just don't play.

Whatever you want. "The Reader is *Almost* Always Right!" is my motto.

We have passed the 100 comment mark in our Comment Blitz of Avalon, but methinks we are all getting bored with it. I know I'm starting to. Isn't that an awful thing? Getting tired of a movement you started? It's like.......*tries to come up with a good example*.........Skittles getting tired of watching Monk. Now that would be sad. (I know, that's not a perfect example, but I can't think of anything else.) I might start copying the comments from earlier this Blitz and re-using them on the same post. Can't you imagine Avalon's surprise when she sees two- or three-hundred comments?? I'd want to be there to see her face. *hopes Avalon is not reading this*

A Sudden Awful Thought: what if this doesn't work??? What if she is desensitized to the horrors of our Blitz??? What can we possibly think up that's worse? Hmm. Perchance, if our little Blitz fails (I wonder, what does 'fail' actually mean? C'mon, Kommander Kiwifruit never fails! If she failed, she wouldn't be Kommander Kiwifruit. She'd be Private Kiwifruit in charge of bathroom-floor-scrubbing-with-toothbrush! Have faith in me!.......and pray that it's not misplaced. ;P'), I will ask y'all for suggestions.

ho hum.

I have finished my cards! Not officially, 'cuz I haven't printed any out yet, but they're finished! Now, on to my next painting project, and then............(the following is to be said in a 'CHARGE!!!'-like manner) ETSY!!!!! And then (hopefully).......MONEY!!!! And then.......STUFF MONEY CAN BUY!!!!!! Like cds, tee shirts, concerts, dvds, ipods, cameras, COMPUTERS, cruises, cruises in the Bahamas, cruises to Hawaii, cruises in the Mediterranean, cruises to the Rockies, cruises, music cruises, etc, etc, etc.

Anywho. I need to print one out to send to my Great-Grandma, who sent me a Christmas present, and to whom I have not yet sent a thank-you card. I started out designing a thank-you card to send her but got sidetracked. I'll have to send her one of these to show that I really was doing something of importance, not ungrateful.

We went Kite Flying on Tuesday. We have a two-handled (trick) kite, which I like immeasurably better than the plain ole one-stringed kite. And yesterday it was calmer but we still flew the trick kite. It was perfect yesterday (except, Rapunzel says, for the cold weather, the this, the that, and all the rest.), so calm and peaceful. The kite, instead of shooting up into the air when released, just sauntered up slowly and calmly. It was a lot easier to control, so I could do 'swoopties' to either side with it, or even loopdeloops.

Today 12-yr-old-bro and I, Kirsten, Jumbo Shrimp, and their brother went into the woods for a while and practised punching each other. That needs a little explanation, I think. Punching as in faux-punches. For movies. 'Tis fun. I got to beat Kirsten up several times. :D We were working on shoulder-punches today. Next up, punches-to-the-nose. >:0D (<- evil-smiley-face with swollen nose)

Now, I'm going to announce a new nickname for 12-yr-old-bro. This one actually makes sense and will stick for a while. Jordan. Have any of you ever seen the Bernie Mac Show?

If you haven't and want to, be forewarned: you have to pick and choose the episodes carefully, and then keep your finger ready on the mute button.

Jordan is a lot like my brother. A Lot like my brother. (Or is my brother a lot like Jordan?.........)

Mom is making me end my post now, so goodbye.

~Kiwi~

P.S. Duncan Phillips has a blog!! And he likes LOST, too!!! Smart person. He's all the smarter if he can explain to me what's happening (in LOST). I'm LOST. :D