It's been eventful and I should have posted, but to be perfectly honest, I haven't felt like it. Yay! A long title!

So I got all the stuff up and running as many of you may, or not, have seen. Well, I guess I'll pick up where I left off. That seems logical, right? Nothing on the 7th, but on that monday, I got new glasses! They are more rectangular and they're transitions, so they turn dark in bright light. I'm posting a picture of them. So that weekend after, our neighbors had a party for their 40th anniversary. It was ok because I snuck out early to watch the Simpsons. Somewhere in here, my mom finished Harry Potter 6 and cried at the end. Whatever, I didn't really like Dumbledore. He was kind of boring. So anyhow, that sunday, my mom's friend and her kids were at whidbey, so we were going to see them. I was skeptical about going, but she said there was a hot 15 year old girl there, so I came. When we got there, she (yes she existed) and her mom were going shopping. What luck. So the munchkins all wanted to build a hole for a fort. I remembered my child hood and having fun making forts, so I agreed to help since the girl and her mom weren't getting back for a while. And no, I can't remember her name. I assume that's pretty bad. Oh well. So the fort mainly consisted of three seperate holes being dug until they were ready to be combined. Since I had been getting back my arm muschle, I got to do all the physical labor! On three separate holes! At once! Later, the other two came back from shopping. Yay. So I got to escape from the hole and got to hang out and be cool. So nothing else that week, except helping Davis kill his deck. On the weekend, I finally went to my grandpa's house to mow his lawn in his Jonh Deere rideable lawnmower. He has a huge lawn, so I took a while to mow it. Then, I had to blow all the grass shavings off the street. I got to use this backpack blower, which made me feel like a firebat. So that night, they took me to see the 40-year-old virgin. Very good movie. I thought they didn't like it, but it turned out they did. Later on, we watched Supersize me, which made me keep hatimg McDonald's as I have done for a year or 4 now. The next day, we all played golf at this nice course by their house. I did ok. I had a 124 and the total par was 72. But luckily my handicap became 62, so I came out even. On the 18th hole, a par 5, I had a 240 yard drive that I was proud of, but I was off par by 1 because of a bad putt. Again, an uneventful week following. The weekend, though, was interesting, because we had to go to a wedding. In forks. It's near the coast on the peninsula. So it was all fine and dandy, and at the reception, there was a betta fish on either end of every table. The one by us was a nice male with red "finnage" as I later learned. So, my mom thought it would be cool to have that one as a classroom pet. So our whole family (with my aunt and cousins helping) took him home. they gave us food and said to take them and gave instructions on care. My aunt named it "fuzzytail." Good thing he's only a baby. On the way home, I noticed he is really lazy, which is cool. He liked how the car moving jiggled the water, so he could coast and not swim. At home, we decided he would go in my room, since our cats never go in mine. We later bought him a good tank and other things. Now of course, my mom said, "He seems to like David, so we'll not make him the class pet and he can be David's. So my parents get Edward, our grey tabby. My sister gets Skyway, our white shorthaired cat, and I get fuzzytail, the baby Betta fish. At least he's sort of cute. So I need to stop now to do homework.