Hey guess what. It's almost 2:00am, and I'm up making a scrapbook. Isn't that lovely. I'm very tired. But this has to be done. It's for my grandparents' 50th anniversary party, which is in about 12 hours. Yep. I can see I won't get much sleep tonight. But that's okay.

On, a random note, midnight is the best time to go to Wal-Mart... you pretty much have your choice of parking spots. AND you get to watch a group of teenage boys argue with each other over which one of them the hot girl was looking at.

"Of course she was lookin' at me."
"Why at you?"
"They always look at me!"
"Fine, go walk by her again and I'll walk on the other side, and we'll see which one she looks at."
"Whatever."
"Scared?"
"She was looking at me!"
"Nu uh!"
"Yeah she was!"
"No she wasn't!"

That was great.