this morning i lost my marbles. and i'm not talking peter pan, toodles style. something happened that i thought was funny, i can't remember what now, even though it was only a few minutes ago..., but i laughed a little and said that it was a hoot. and then proceeded to walk around the house hooting. but not like an owl, more just like a silly Erin who is walking around her house making hooting noises. but you have the get the right intonation. it has to go up in pitch at the end. and then whilst i was hooting i discovered that i can almost make the raindroplet sound with my mouth. and so now, i still don't quite have it, but my cheek is definitely a little sore (because you, apparantly, have to flick your cheek to get the sound just right. ow. it hurts now. i think i should stop.

i also lost my arabians. :< i am gymnastics challenged at the moment. i had been learning back twisting (back flips with twists) but i lost those too. and now i can't do my arabian anymore. it's so frustrating and annoying. and ARG!

on the bright side we got a postcard advertising Quidam (WHICH IS COMING TO CALGARY!!!!!!!!!!!!) and my mum gave it to me so i'm going to go and put it in my room. it's great, it's got the scary boxing dude on the front. hehehehe. speaking of Quidam... i sure wish my good buddy would tape it for me.. AHEM! :> i think perhaps i shall have to get the mafia involved in this one. they have good persuasive skills when it comes to procrasitnating..