Saturday, October 15, 2005


10 years ago I was:
* Taking ballet
* Selling girls Scout cookies
* Tap-dancing
* Collecting beanie-babies
* Baking brownies

5 years ago I was:
* Quitting ballet
* Joining the Senate
* Selling my beanie-babies
* Quitting tap-dancing
* Fighting with my brother

1 year ago I was:
* Shooting the hell out of stormtroopers
* Whooping some major butt
* Yelling at droids
* Whacking peoples' heads with baseball bats
* Hiding super-secret ultra-destructive plans from a guy with breathing problems

Yesterday I was: (5 things)
* Ordering monkeys around
* Ordering droids around
* Wondering why they can't do anything right
* Looking for mushrooms
* Getting sand in my new shoes

5 snacks I enjoy the most:
* Brownies
* Chocolate-chip cookies
* Ice cream
* Goldfish
* Anything with a fork

5 songs I know all the words to:
* Jedi Day's Alderaan Idiot
* Droidhead's My Iron Lung
* HIM's Wings of a Speeder
* The Star-Spangled Galaxy
* The alphabet song

5 ideal places for running away to
Anywhere but Tatooine

5 items you will never see me wear:
* My hair in a normal fashion
* Rollerblades
* A tutu
* Tap-dancing shoes
* A bikini

5 biggest joys in my life:
* My blaster
* My foot
* My mouth
* My fist
* The unlimited power of the Fork

5 favorite toys:
* My Gameboy
* Baseball bat
* Twister board
* Ticke-me Elmo
* Does my laptop count?

Fluke Starbucker
General Grievous
Qui-gon Jinn
Han Solo

Sunday, October 09, 2005


It was cloudy that day, so we had all decided to wait another day before setting off on our raft. We spent the rest of the day on the beach, nothing to do. I should've brought my Gameboy.

“Don't we have any food?” KoKo asked.

Suddenly, it hit me.

“You guys? Did you bring any food?”

“Nope.” 3PO said, and R2 shook his head. We all looked at KoKo.

“Whaddaya lookin' at me for? I was lucky to have even been on the plane! The only way I got in was stowing into a big crate of mushrooms.”

“Mushrooms!” I stood up. “KoKo, you moron, you're a genius! Where was the crate?”

“Oh... uh, in the back of the plane somewhere.”

“Mushrooms what we do with them?” 3PO asked. I ignored him.

We ran towards the plane. Well, half the plane. We ran towards half of the plane. The back half. We ran towards the back half of the plane. We climbed in. And we found them right away.

Crates piled up ten feet high, all filled with mushrooms. At least, we hoped so. 3PO and I brought a small crate down from the top. We all pried the top with our bare hands. I was lucky I didn't get a splinter. Those leave an ugly purple mark on your fingers.

Finally, with a snap, the crate broke open.


(To be continued)

Sunday, October 02, 2005

The Raft

We spent the rest of the day searching the island.

It's big and has tons of trees.

"How we get off?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

We searched for another couple of hours.

"What we looking for?"

"I don't know, 3PO. Stop asking me."

"Doopdee w00t!"

And a few more hours.

"Umm. Highness? I'd kill for an orange right now. I says we build a raft and get off this place. If we're lucky, we might find all the oranges we want!"

Suddenly, it hit me.

"A raft! We can build a raft! Why didn't I think of it before? I'm a genius!"

Koko, R2, and 3PO went and gathered bits of shrapnel and wood from the forest while I told them what to do. It was tiring. By the time we had enough, it was dark and we were sweating like pigs. Okay, they were sweating like pigs. A princess doesn't sweat. They bound the logs together while I supervised. By morning, it was finished.