My mom was playing in Photoshop again.

This is the start of a Flash project.  I'm scared. She said she's going to have the wheel barrow dump me into the pool.  HELP!  I don't know how to swim!

Looking rediculous as usual.

Now that my mom got a new cell phone with a 5 mp camera (whatever that means, but she wont stop talking about it) i am submitted to all kinds of picture-posing torture again.  Ugh.  Why cant she have 5 classes per week instead of 3. 

When she gets bored, she comes to find me.  Seriously, what goes through her head?  It must be something like this...

"Hmmm...bored today.  Think I'll take some pictures.  But what of?  I know!  Let's dress Albert upin something rediculous and make him pose for pictures!"

Really.  I mean, why does she get kicks out of humiliating me?

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Sick Day.

Yesterday my mom & I got to hang out in bed all day. She said she had a stomach virus. That happens to me when I eat too much grass. My mom must have ate alot of grass cause she threw up ALOT.


Anyhow, it felt nice all snuggled up in the sheets and covers. It's the only time I'm allowed on the bed. If it were up to my mom, I'd get to sleep up there all the time but the C-man has rules. My mom made my bed ultra-comfortable tho. So it's good.


This is my impression of my mom wih her head in the toilet.


Bye now!