Ch. Morons. By the way, my word of the day is "moron". So there.

Grand Am update: Nikki will probably buy it. Go ask her.

No cheese-head hat. Dad is back and starting to get back into the swing of things (aka, starting to develop an ulcer, getting mad at me, getting worried about mom).

I am bored, worried, tired, and surrounded by unpleasantness at the moment. Though I'm sure it's nothing compared to my friends' many dilemmas.

Good night, if I can fall asleep during the yelling about to occur. *runs away from parental units*