You are King Arthur of the Britons!
You like to hear yourself talk a lot, namely about
some damn grail. Those closest to you are just
there to serve you and bang your coconuts
together. For some reason Mystical beings come
to you and set you out on quests. If only more
people understood you, perhaps you'd get that
grail afterall.


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You are King Arthur of the Britons!">Arthur (son of Uther..) King of the Britians.

P.S.
you can actually click on "FIU Golden Dazzelers in my last post to see here. I don't know how to do the color changy thing.

And yes, that IS her real hair color. Jealous?

I came back with two kiiiiitens!! I came home with two kiiiiiittens!!!

Yes, the rumors are true. I caved to the ranks of psudo-motherhood. I have two kittens who are presently fighting over the tie to my bathrobe. I LOVE to watch them stalk each other, toys, me, Al, dust, nothing, you get the point. I went to NC with the intention of bringing only one kitten home (with Al's grudging consent), but once I saw them I HAD to have two. Two of the four were dark gray tabby's, and two were light gray. I took one of each, including the runt of the litter. They are Conner and Murphy, of the Boondock Saints fame. And let me assure you, true to their namesake, no evil shoe/belt/bit of dust/piece of exposed human flesh shall go unpunished, by G*d. And Satan lives in our dishwasher, apparently.

NC was great. We went into the mountains to check out a 90 foot waterfall, and let me tell you, there's nothing for a recently healed bulging disk in the neck like trecking through 90 degree heat up the side of a mountain for 3 miles in brand new slide on Keds. The phrase, "Don't make me laugh! I need all of my lung capacity to survive!" Was the battle cry of the day. It was a LOT of fun. We also went in the caverns beneath (heh-heh) Hump Back Mountain. Very cool. At the begining of the tour we were carefully briefed on NOT touching the rocks walls, as the oils on our hands will harm the surface. Marissa touched the rock when nobody was looking.

I miss my sister. It was so good to see her again. How could they both leave me in the same year?? Holly to Florida to go to college (go to FIU Golden Dazzelers, to see here. She's the beautiful Red Head in the center at the top. You can also click "our dancers" to see her.) and Marissa to NC to start her stinky ranch. At least I brought good luck for a change. Right after I left a whole slew of horses moved inn, so WOO HOO!! They're finally profitable! And in the first year, too. NOt bad (or commen) for a new business, huh?

I cried on the flight home. The guy in front of me thought I was afraid to fly.

I'm going to my siiister's, I'm going to my siiiister's! Nya-nya-nya NYA nya!