2009

Sometimes, when I write the date in class, I look at 2009 and realize that this is the last year I can make easy eyes out of the zeros, and I think I have wasted nine years of doodling, and now I only have a few months left of the goodness. What will I do in 2010?

Thinks.

Today I decided I will name my son Chris. Then when he is young we can call him Little Chris, which sounds like Ludacris. So either I will help start his career as a great rapper, or he will just have a really sweet nick name.