I just woke up and I'm already twitching to do something. Meh. Well. Horse show this past weekend rocked and a half, I showed in the 2'3" and the 2'6" because those were the point classes. The first day, in the 2'3", I got a sixth in the flat (out of eighteen...riles doesn't move that great, but, atleast i placed!!!), and two seconds in the jumping, out of twenty. Got reserve champ there. In the 2'6" I got a sixth in the flat (out of ten), a first and a second in the jumping (out of fifteen). Reserve champ there. Second day I rode much much much much better, but placed a bit lower, dunno why? At any rate, second day in 2'3" i didn't place in the flat, got two fourths in the jumping out of thirty or so, in the 2'6" i placed a first and a fifth out of thirty, but not in the flat. I was very proud of riley and myself. Scott was there, Morgan was all bitchy, but I did better than her so I just ignored it. The point is that I'm going somewhere and she's not. Not if she stays and clings to Scott. Nyah! Diane packed up her bags and left for the Buckskin World Show in Tulsa, Oklahoma. After that she's going to like, four or five other states, gonna be gone for three weeks. I hope she does well. Awesome is such a great horse. Before she left, Diane bought a new horse for me to break, she's two and a cute little quarter horse and guess WHAT??? Her name is Mina. And she acts like one too. ^_^ ahhh, she is the cuteness. Every time she hears me coming she whinnies for me. ***Babies are so kyooooottt!!!*** =^-^= I was going to say something intelligent and worthwhile here, but I suppose this entry's just about horses. Oh! P.s.: Big kiss to Scott for fixing the site! You rock!

Ode to Nakago Oh most odious of the seishi may I begin to count the ways that I despise thee? Man with the symbol of heart upon his empty head who has not one himself. How do I hate thee? Let me tell the ways: Would I could lock you in a box And pounce it thrice with five ton rocks and then, as if some magic trick through it, countless rapiers stick but not illusion with fake steel the points be sharp, the edges real; Then should you still remain alive I'll find more ways, so hard I'll strive I'll tie you up against a pine then make you hear Miaka's whine oh countless times until ears bleed, and like a child shall you plead But then continue, so I shall and let Nuriko slap you, pal and allow Tamahome to rack your "stones" and give you to Ashitare, a good chew bone and let Tasuki fry you with his fan and Chichiri hold the pan for Suboshi, yo-yos poised accompanied by unholy noise of Amiboshi's flute and Yuui's bitching until all that's left is a twitching pile of subhuman goo Then Nakago, then shall you understand what suffering each horrid scene afflicts upon us when you're on screen And how you make us wish to retch and for our eyes, sharp daggers fetch You slimy, perverted, little jerk get thee into that box and begin to hurt!

Hahahahahahahahh!!! I didn't write that, butI wish I knew who did. That is TOO funny.