i've just been hanging out doing my thing. i spent a lot of time playing in my tentfort. it's really cool. gram and i have been to the lieberry to pick out books and movies. i've been watching dvd's about in the nightgarden. there is a toucan bird that sings. so when he is on tv i go and find my toucan bird and we sit and watch tv together. if i have a friend in my toy box that is like something on tv, i go and find them or at least point and talk about them. i have a lot of friends.
gram and i went for a couple walks today. we met a lady walking a ferret. how odd. the ferret had a sweater. when we are out doing things gram likes to take me to coffee bars for a hangout session. mom says if i keep hanging out in coffee bars i'm going to end up like a freaky beatnik. she says that's cool though. no one talks like a beat poet any more. their language is of a time and place and it is quickly dying out. no one writes like them any more and instead we are curse with crap like bridget jone's diary.
um yeah, ok mom. once again babbling on about things no one else understands. salt peanuts salt peanuts.