The plat{i}pus beanie baby

Here I sit. stand. whatever.

2007-09-04T18:10:00.000-07:00

Hey.
so here I sit in my dad's office at Evangel, waiting for him to finish up whatever he's preparing for tomorrow.
I (my dad, and sambo) just got done with our first rehersal of the Christmas play that my church is doing. i'm Mary. and my dad is a wise man and sam is my dad's servent.
I'll let Josiah tell everyone that he's Joseph....oops. lol
so if you here us calling each other "Mary" and "Joseph" don't panick. we're not going out of our minds. well...you never know. Another guy was supposed to be Joseph but for some unnamed and strange reason, he couldn't do it. So Josiah was talking to me one Sunday and the lady who was directing the production couldn't help but think...."yes."
so here we are....this Christmas we're going to be sitting in straw together...looking like idiots just sitting there. oh well.
it should be interesting.
today my little bro and I were fighting over a mango.
now you have to know that Sam loves mango. a lot.
i love mango too. But not as much as sam. I can eat a lot of mango. But not as much as sam.
Sam can fight over things. But not as much as me. that sounds bad.
for some reason all the fruit was gone and I love fruit.
I could swear that mango had a voice.
"Molly.....MOLLY!"
dreamily i stepped toward the fridge answering this beckoning call.
we had to split it.
rats.
well mom bought grapes earlier today so i'm good now.
i need to go.
c'ja
molly

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2007-08-28T15:26:00.000-07:00

hey. the other day I found some of my essays from last year. so i've decided to grace you all with my wonderful sense of humor. watermelon. whatever.
anyway. heregoes.
Strange Families
Families. Is your family normal? If you are like 80% of people who say no, this makes your family normal. Forunately, everybody is strange, and this makes everybody normal.
Amid all the strangeness and normalcy going on in the world, I, Willa Jean Humperdink, can say without a doubt, my family is not normal. Living in an old fire department refurnished and decorated into a home, we unfortunatly have space enough to raise disgusting and vile worms. I don't have a mom either. Ahh mothers. A mother is a kind person who feeds you, talks to you, brings you to soccer games, knows about fears, hopes, and dreams. My dad is vaguely aware that some short people are living in his house.
Today was another ordinary day. Wooten Humperdink, who happens to be my dad, is a scientist. Although he moves somethimes, I prefer to call him a sedentary scientist. Mumbling and talking to himself about unheard of and bazaar inventions, he sits in a chair for hours on end in the dark. Have you ever dirupted anyone's train of thought? Unfortunately, as I have, my experience tells me that you do not get very pleasant reactions out of it, so I leave well enough alone. This morning , I looked out the window just i time to see my grandma noisily riding her Harley into our driveway. My grandma is very sweet, but has severe osteoporosis and seeing her all hunched over on a motercycle can be quite disturbing. I smiled at her as she waved at me, but I was thinking, "Why does Grandma insist on being a hippie?"
Since the library is really the only place I can rely on to have some peace and quiet, I went to read my favorite book, "Moby Dick." After a while, I heard a crash and looked up. Clinging to the chandelier Harry Humperdink, my brother, was swinging back and forth. I sighed. Harry had been reading "The Pit and the Pendulum" again. "Harry..." I said, squinting my eyes up at him and waving my book in the air, "why don't you read someother book....like Moby Dick?" Harry is the only eight year old I know who has a full mustache. He is incredibly smart and intelligent, but he copies everything he reads. Grandma came in hobbling while munching chips, her bandanna sliding down her forehead. "Willa Jean, could you --oh, hello Harry dear, ...I didn't see you up there." Harry nodded his head and waved nonchalantly. Crandma continued towards me, "Could you feed the worms and water them? Moe is especially dry today." When I got up, Harry hopped down from the ceiling. I gave him the book Moby Dick and he willingly took it. I was halfway down the stairs when Harry yelled behind me into my ear, "THAR SHE BLOWS!!!"
I sighed. Maybe if I gave him Pilgrims Progress, he'd run away.

Once upon a time....not so very long ago...

2007-08-21T08:17:00.000-07:00

hey everybody.
I can't believe that school is about to start! Tomorrow for me. that to me is unreal. My junior year is going to be one of me most packed years ever. Do you guys like Wooten? you can feed him a banana if you click "more" to the side and drag it up to him.
here in a little bit we're going to be going to the lake with zach & them.
that sounds kinda cool.
zach & them.
yesterday sam and I were really bored so we came up with this game. Sam and I acted like each other. Now if you know us, you'll know that we're the exact opposites. he's the obsessive-compulsive type and I'm the "I don't know don't care " type. Sam came up with the idea. So sam went into my room turned on some girly music that I have on my laptop really loud and started singing along with it. (which was really interesting). I started banging on my door shouting, "Molly....!!!! I have to show you something!!!"
after about two minutes, he acted like he finally heard me and opened the door and plopped down on my bed messy like. (It was kindof agrivating because I had just gotten my room absolutely perfect......everything and he was messing it up. he said it would be good for us.)
We played like each other for a few more minutes then Sam "molly" went to go get some juice. I followed him and started pushing him and wiping of counters in a hurried manner like he does. unfortunately, he had juice in his mouth. he started laughing really hard...and pineapple white- grape juice went up his nose and everywhere else exept down. he was in pain for the rest of the day.
'nuff said.

IL. that's it. IL. not i'll. IL.

2007-08-10T12:21:00.000-07:00

Well, today (actually here in a few minutes) we're leaving for Illinois.
it's pretty much the grab-it-&-go kinda trip. This one is especially hectic.
can you imagine getting ready for a trip when your whole kitchen floor is covered with sticky, smelly goo and you can't walk on it...or your dead? We have to crawl on the tops of the counters if we want a glass or a fork or something. Our refrigerator is in our living room. our table is in our living room. If you walked in......well. i'm not supposed to be on the computer right now. oops. my grandma and grandpa don't have a computer...so i'm not going to be able to write for a few days.

YOu fill in da blank.______________

2007-08-07T11:27:00.000-07:00

so it hasn't been forever since I wrote last.
only a few days. right now we're kinda redoing our house. i don't know what you would call it. but right now the living room is our dining room( which is really weird because we never eat with our feet comfortably resting on carpet. whatever. that sounded weird.) & everything is where it doesn't belong. bad news for sam....it's really getting to him and...as cluttered as I am...I'm starting to feel kinda like he does.
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We have a big brown recluse problem @ our house right now. Sam has a gift for spotting them.
Every where I go with him (especially downstairs) he'll say "Watch out for spiders.....(10 seconds pass) uup.......there's one *squishity squishity squish*"
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well...summers almost over. i don't like saying that, but it is.
i'll write ...idontknowwhen.
molly

Tropicana~ 100% pure orange juice with calcium & vitamin D

2007-08-04T09:57:00.000-07:00

hey.
it's been a long time.
that's b-cause my life is pretty much _____ right now. (you fill in the adjective)
i'm just sitting here drinking my +vitamin D orange juice that comes in an adorable little "milk" carton. it's so cute just sitting there. too bad it's all gone. it even came with it's own little adorable "throw away after you're done" plastic straw. it's seems like the only other place that you can get these cartons r at Micky D's. i hate McDonalds with a passion.
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here in a little bit i'm gonna have to go upstairs and clean my room bigtime. good news 4 sambo.
wednesday my friend took me to the fair for free ride day. it was so much hotter than last year and there were extreeeemly long lines. 15 -30 min of standing in the hot sun for a 2 min ride in the breeze. on one ride there were two guys sitting in front of us. not meaning to be rude or anything ....but they needed to buy some deoderant or something. 'nuff said.
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yesterday i went along with my bro to "play " some frisbee. i put "play" in quotes because frisbee to me is just running around looking dumb. i did nada for the team. there are some dead serious frisbee players out there, and they're really good at it....
anywho.
i guess i'd better clean my room.
i'll post probably in a month or two. lol
molly

2007-07-13T07:19:00.000-07:00

Well,
today's a big day for me. the day my summer really begins. All summer long I've been working on a college credit for voice and I sing in front of a jury today. Not really what I want to do, but I really want to get it over with. I have to have had 5 songs memorized (3 in french) , have the composers memorized, a detailed journal, translating all my foreign songs, and practice a minimum of 7 hrs a week. So....after today, I can forget about all that stuff I've been working on for 5 weeks.
And the piano that I'm going to be singing with sounds like someone dying. seriously. My mom is going to be playing for me and she said she feels like some kinda retard banging on the piano. it's really bad.
i'm nervous.

2007-07-12T14:34:00.000-07:00

Why does the summer go by so fast?
I love summer...but then again....i hate it.
it's a love-hate relationship.
summer holds all the things that you and everybody else is looking forward to.
the hate part of it is.....those things NEVER happen.
this summer i was supposed to be having a job.
i ended up taking a college class for voice at evangel.
i was supposed to go swimming this summer.
my swimsuit disinigrated.
i was supposed to be having a sleepover with my friends like ..."all the time"
not gonna happen.
well...

phone worries & trouble that comes with getting old

2007-06-07T14:00:00.000-07:00

As I walked to the phone, writing down on a piece of paper so I wouldn't forget what to say, my heart was beating super fast. I hate talking and asking strangers questions over the phone. Today, my quest was to call the zoo, ask if my application had been checked out , say a quick thank u, and hang up. Well, that's not really the way it happend. It was pretty painless, but...I still don't like doing stuff like that. I called and the lady said to call another office. Well it turns out that as soon as I called the office I was supposed to the lady in charge was looking over all the applications. I spent about ten minutes on the phone doing a mini job interview. Unfortunately, they said that they were looking for someone who would be looking for a full time job. They said they would consider me tho. Since I'm homeschooled and can work part time during the school year is a big pro tho.
We got back from IL a few days ago visiting my grandma in the hospital. She wants to have a toe cut off. I have a really weird family. Also my grandma's sister is going crazy. Ever watched "My Big Fat Greek Wedding"? She's pretty much like the grandma who's always running away. Only she's not nearly as agressive. She'll do anything you tell her to, and she's really sweet, but the next day she forgets every freakin' thing you told her to. Around dusk she'll come out of her house with her little white purse on her arm (she's 85 and about 4' 8")
and she'll look around like she's totally in space. You'll go up to her and ask her,
:"Where ya goin' aunt Bonnie?"
"I don't belive I'm in the right place... somehow this isn't the right house... I need to get home''
"What's your house number?"
"602"
"Turn around and look at your house number....it says 602 doesn't it?"
"Oh...my goodness....are you sure?"
"Look at these steps....who made those for you?"
"Why Ralph did....and arn't those beautiful steps...."

The first occurence of anything like this happening was about a month ago. They found Aunt Bonnie out at night by the highway, wandering in the rain! Not good. I'm really afraid that if they don't put her in a nursing home ....she's really going to get hurt.

Well, I have piano in a few hours....somthing I'm kinda not looking forward too. I normally enjoy my lessons but today.....no.
well...I gotta go!