Shine on, you crazy mormons.

Actually, we didn't see it because she fell asleep. And because we love you. Until you told me I ricked (sucked). I love Chuck, too (Not in a weird way, he's just cool. And Numnahrickchachlarious.). But I see he replaced me on your top friends list on myspace. That broke my heart. I'm going to Elliott Smith myself now. Your fault, Carrie.
In other news, I was watching the Beijing Olympics opening ceremony with the Parade of Nations, and I noticed that there were many fine foreign mustaches. All were good, and very different in comparison to an American mustache. You should have been thur. There were also 3462836282 countries I've never heard of. I've been more educated in that hour than I have in my whole life. Also, it turns out Brazil has like, 13 million people. Crazy stairs! Totally rickdiculous. But then I realized how sexy Brazillians are there and then I was no longer suprised. I mean, they do have a lot of spare time on their hands, so someone's gettin' busy.
In other, other news, Howie is the name of one of my teeth. He never fully grew in, and totally ruins my smile. I hate him. Carrie loves him. Of course she would, because he ruins my life/appearance. He's on my death list, second to Carrie. Carrie's like the Bill to my Uma. Except I'd rather get it on with Bill. No offense, my worthy adversary, but he doesn't have a vagina. Surely you understand.