Hello My Fellow Fuzzies

HELLO MY FELLOW FUR-BALLS!!!!!!!

I hope you feel good today!  Boy, it's really hard to blog while listening to music while your brother is sitting behind you watching Phineas and Ferb.

Would you like to see a face?

It used to be this:

I added on to the eye.  Do you like my face?  LOL now I'm listening to Faceless by Red.  LOL!  Wow.  I guess the music I'm listening to doesn't really agree with my art!

I'm sad now because when I went to drama club I found out that I'm not doing the original script I had been memorizing for skits we were going to put on in the park, since my partner has school and stuff that day and won't be there.  Now I only have the three lines out of the second script that I have.  Oh well, things happen.

Have a random picture.

Hee hee hee! Look!  She's faceless! ROTFLOL (rolling on the floor laughing out loud, for those who don't know.)

Yogurt: Faceless you must be to see the way of the force!

Silly Yogurt!  Trix are for mindless rabbits advertising on cereal boxes!

sad-->glad

Exactly.

Muppet's grandmother just passed away.  I have been busy and praying so much that I didn't think about blogging.  I hope you understand.  My friend kind of comes first before blogs.

She was not at drama club today, due to some dumb stomach bug of some sort.  I was sad.  But there were other good people there.  I had a surprise to give her but apparently, there's no way to give it to her yet since she and I won't meet again until the weekend (maybe).

I have been listening to Mandisa's song: Stronger.  It makes me feel so much better to hear that song.

Now for some fun after the pain.

I promised pictures, so, here they are!

I'm so mean to that kitty.  Well, so is Muppet.  She helped make some of these.  She was the one who TOLD me to make a zombie out of him.  They're so funny.  Here's an extra random picture for no reason.

???????????????because I can.

Talk About Weird

So, weird and unexpected, before lunch today, we got a call from Muppet's mother.  She asked about Muppet coming over with us to our history co-op.  Oh, of course I was excited, but I thought it was weird since I was just thinking about how amazing it would be if she did come over.  So I think I was sort of surprised.  I always have these weird moments where I can predict the future some times.  Once on a cruise I went on, I could predict that the next song would be a Beatle's song.  It was odd.  Then I predicted that a car would use a certain patch of sidewalk as a parking space at this one crowded event.  I can predict when my brother will win Mario Party 8.  Just random things like that.  Oh, I've predicted the next Zumba song before.  Funny...  I can almost always predict the Korean hip-hop song or the next Pit Bull song, sometimes Jennifer Lopez.

Anyways, so she came to history co-op.

Me: "That's disgusting, Carpus!" (Points to a random Bible verse in the history book)

Muppet: "What?"

Me: "Car pus.  It's gross."

(laughs)

Then there was a random moment of eggs and Bacon.  The history was saying how Aristotle thought that larvae spontaneously spawn on rotten meat and how it was actually fly eggs.  Then in a blurb on the side, it mentioned this man named Roger Bacon, thus the eggs and Bacon.

We were having WAY too much fun.  Then there was the 'dog' that I kept telling Muppet that she killed.  It was some dog toy that looked like it was probably a fox or raccoon of some sort.  I kept telling her she killed it because the real dog that lives in the house, she almost stepped on.

Later, we came home and I attempted to teach Muppet algebra.  It was easy stuff that I already had learned in algebra one already.  She didn't learn anything.  She said that one of the answers to the problems was Elephant.  Then she drew an Alot which looks very odd. LOL

We colored in my sketch book and rearranged my junk houses.  They're just these chocolate boxes filled with odds and end of randomness.  There's a family of heart-shaped headed pipe cleaners and a salamander thing for a pet, random books made of sculpey and paper, food (also sculpey), random animals, and things.

Then there was Aslan.  We have a Chronicles of Narnia changing desktop on my brother's computer.  Muppet and I messed it up a lot.  We dressed him up as an alien, vampire, Aslan's girlfriend, zombie, Phantom of the Opera, Santa Clause, and a snow-day version of himself.  One day I'll put them here.

So now I have to have someone edit my blog because I use too many inside jokes, bad grammar, and awful spelling.  I fixed most of these errors using Office Word.  The stuff that was too small for me to see was pointed out by my mother.

????????? Because I can.

Good night. (The kangaroos are actual pictures that I took at the zoo.  I updated them a little. LOL)

My Day Was Lovely. Emotional But Lovely

So I realized last night that I was at the end of it.  I was worrying for this entire week about Muppet and her mother and her grammy.  I was wondering if I was doing the right thing, commenting so much on Facebook, wondering if I had been saying the right things, wondering if Muppet was upset or not.  That's when we decided to drop by the hospital for a visit.  Her grammy was smiling, which is always a good thing.  Muppet and I sat and the waiting room and talked.  About various subjects that I'll probably get to talking about in this blog.  Like dogs and why I don't have one and books and why I haven't read them.  I'm certain there will be blog posts about all of that between my blog and her blog.  Muppet and I had colored a ton in her Disney coloring book.  They were hillarious!  I colored the stork from Dumbo black.  She colored Raffiki green...and purple...he looked like a mutant.

Ahh... And then when we left we were driving right behind them, but I don't think they noticed me waving at them.  What ever.  I miss her.  I miss various people from Drama club.

I want to sleep.  Or play Mario Kart.  Or read one of the many books I have.  Oh!  Did I mention that I got out of doing that weird Martin Luther book.  Instead I get to watch a movie and write a paper which I think I would rather do than get nothing out of another book that basically waisted my reading time.  Seriously, I can't remember a single line from the Imitation Of Christ.  Not that I don't like reading.  I just don't like books that don't have good plot lines or no dialog or even any action.  I like fictional books and movies based on real life.  I'm weird.  Actually I just like movies in general.  I love them.  I L<3VE movies.

I want to insert a power point that I've made about cats singing Taylor Swift but I don't know how to do that.  (hits head on keyboard: dddddddddddddddddddsijkoaowiejrt)

What ever.

???????????????????????????????????????????  Because I can.  Oh, and check this out!

Do you love it or love it?  I made it.  Like most things.

It's Fry-day! Now I'm hungry.

Ha ha ha.  I love this song! So funny.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_profilepage&v=LttKbL4sv7E

Chris August does the Candy Rap.

This song is equally funny: Running Just to Catch Myself by: Mark Schultz:

I am driving
I am late for work
Spilling coffee
Down my whitest shirt
While I'm flossing
And I'm changing lanes
Oh Yeah
Now I'm driving
Through the parking lot
Doing eighty
Hey what the heck why not
Watch it lady
'Cause your in my spot
Once again
It's early to work
And here's a surprise
I got a McMuffin for just 99 cents today
I think they ran a special

CHORUS:
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness
Can you hear me
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself

Maybe someday I couldfly away
Go to Key Largo or Montego Bay
Sport my speedo,maybe grab a tan
A dream vacation, wild elation
Now I'm running
Straight into my boss
And he's angry
Oh and he calls me Ross
Which is funny
'Cause that ain't my name
And that's lame
I'm still running
Running very late
For a meeting
Wait, that was yesterday
Guess I'm early for the one next week
Oh how sweet
I get on the ladder
I corporately climb
I wave at my life as it passes me by every day
My name's not Ross

CHORUS

Life in my cubicle is discreet
Life in my cubicle is neat
I've got some pictures of my friends
Some sharpened pencils...where's my pen
Ten O'clock I'm in a meeting
Paper cut I think I'm bleeding
Check my hair it's still receding
Hey what a life
Break for lunch
There's nothing better
Run outside and don my sweater
Like Fred Rogers let's be neighbors
I've lost my mind
I'm over worked
And underpaid
And non-appreciated
It's just a perk of being of being
Middle class
And educated
One... spinning circles in my chair
Two...win a game of solitaire
Three... And I ponder where my stapler's gone
Four O'clock and I stare at the door
And I stare at my watch
Then I stare at the door
I stand by my desk like I'm going to war
There's just one thing I'll be needing
Grab my paycheck as I'm leaving
Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh
It's five o'clock
It's time to go
There's crowds to fight
And horns to blow
It's talking fast on my cell phone
Hey watch out that's reckless driving
Five O'clock
It's time to leave
To hit the couch
And watch TV
Set the clock and go to sleep
It's 8 am on Monday morning
Again and again and again and again and again
Driving around
Nowhere to go
And so I hang with my lady Oh,
And chill with my bro's
It's okay, in my Cabriolet
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness
Can you hear me
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself
When I meet God
I will have a question
I just forgot my question
I think I am running just to catch myself
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Sounds like real life to me.

Real life is this: Muppet's Grammy isn't getting better and instead is getting worse.  Just thinking about it makes me sad.  She's hurting and dying and I can't stand it.  Why do people have to die?  Why always MY friends?  As in Cosmo the Pluffkin's friends?  Why can't I do anything about it?  It's not fair, not fair, not fair.  Now I'm so upset that I'm writing songs in my head:

It's not fair, It's not fair
Why doesn't God answer my prayers?
Is it a blessing in disguise
Then where's the prize?
Do you enjoy our tears
When friends and family disapear?

Maybe just maybe
It's a test, a trial for me.

Maybe you do care
about my every prayer

I don't see now
I don't see how
Why you let me down
Why you let me frown

I'll see it clearer
when you're nearer

I think I should be done rhyming now.  I think I should do something to get this out of my mind.  HISTORY!  GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!  Tripple grr to history.  See I'm already sidetracked.

Just one second I just found the perfect song by this person named Laura Story.  I wish my last name were Story.  That's such a cool name.  Anyways:

We pray for blessings, we pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering

And all the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things

CHORUS:
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?

We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel you near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if each promise from Your Word is not enough

And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe

CHORUS

When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win, we know
That pain reminds this hearts,
That this is not, this is not our home…..

CHORUS

What if my greatest disappointments,
Or the aching of this life,
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy.
What if trials of this life,
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise?

your welcome.  On to history.

Random stuff from my mind

MY mind.  As in Cosmo the Pluffkin's mind.  And I am Cosmo the Pluffkin which makes this MY mind.

My mind likes to day dream and create lyrics for songs like you've already seen.  But I also love to make tunes in my head.  See, I really l<3ve music but I don't know how to read music.  Like the notes on the page.  I just come up with tunes with the intruments in my head.

Theres some really good music out there.  I love Mark Schultz.  He has the most amazing voice and writes the most amazing songs.  I'm going to post the lyrics to one of his songs so you can see how amazing he is.

There’s a businessman
There’s a widowed wife
There’s a smiling face with a shattered life
There’s a teenage girl with a choice to make
It’s crowded here in church today

And the preacher says as the sermon ends
Please close your eyes and bow your heads
Is there anyone in need of prayer
Jesus wants to meet you here
‘cause we all fall short
We all have sinned
But when you let
God’s Grace break in…

(Chorus)
It’s beautiful
Beautiful
Come as you are
Surrender your heart
Broken and beautiful

Well he’d never been to church before
But he came today as a last resort
His world was crashing in
And he was suffocating in his sin

But tears ran down
As hope rushed in
He closed his eyes
Raised his hands
Worshiping the God who can
Bring him back to life again

(Chorus)

Cause there’s nothing more beautiful to God
Than when his sons and daughters come
Broken
Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are
Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are

(Chorus)

Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are
(Come as you are)
Surrender your heart
Broken and beautiful

Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are
(Come as you are)
Surrender your heart
Broken and beautiful
Oh, and here's one of my favorite links on the internet (besides blogger, facebook, and e-mail)
http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=5531

If you go here there are hundreds upon hundreds of christian bands.  If you click on one of them, it pops up with a picture (of the band) and a variety of the albums they've made.  If you click the albums, there are all of the songs on that specific album.  If you click on a song, it comes up with the lyrics.  Check it out.

Oh, have I mentioned my awful spelling yet?  No?  Yes?  What ever.  If you've read this far you probably have seen the mistake of 'meat' and 'meet'.  And no it's not because I'm homeschooled, it's simply that I can't always spell without a spell checker.  Plus I don't like spell check sometimes.  It yells at me for fragments that are SUPPOSED to be there.  Like when a character says some broken phrase like "'sup".

Moving on.  ZUMBA TIME!

Back from Zumba.

Oh, look!  It's a picture of Cosmo at the beach.  She didn't get sunburned that time around because I was smart and brought sunscreen.  She went to Easter island that day.  You can tell because she got her picture taken with the easter bunny.  I like messing up pictures on paint.  It's fun.

Look! that was the time Cosmo died (she never did; I'm kidding).  She went to heaven.  It was sometime after she was crazy.  Crazy?  I was crazy once!  They locked me in a rubber room.  I died there.  They buried me.  And the worms?  The worms just about drove me crazy!

Isn't she cute?  Cosmo I mean.  I want to hug her and squish her...and then she would bite me and probably kill me.  That's how cats are.  They act like they love you only to get food out of you.  Speak of the Cosmo, here she is now.

n nn  nfv  vf vnf

That was Cosmo saying:  Feed me or I will slice the computer into pieces so small that the electrons will be able to eat them.

That was a condenced version of what she said she really said:  'Feed me or die.'

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

That was me dying after I thought I just lost my post.  Thank goodness this thing saves so often.

Title

Yes, it's a lovely Title isn't it?  I feel sleepy.  It's the weather plus having to be cooped up doing boring math all day.  I want to read the next Kingdom Keepers book but I know that if I sit down to read, it's going to have to be Here I Stand for my history.  I don't want to read about Martin Luther.  The first sentence was easy to read unlike The Imitation of Christ was but I think you will agree that after reading the second and third sentences the book is just weird.

So Martin Luther is walking around for some reason and out of the blue (well not really, but still!) a lighting bolt hits him and he says something along the lines of, "Saint Anne!  I will become a monk!"  Even though later in life he no longer cares about being a monk or praying to saints.  I think I'm a the end of my straw with this history book.  It makes us Catholics sound bad.

Moving on from that rant,

FLOWERS!

Your mind.   Look!  it's a blob!

and another

And a shark blob!

LOOK! PIZZA!

I am hungry now.  Aren't you?

DARN COMBAT! MY ARMS HURT!

no seriously I couldn't even turn over in bed last night.  I know it was combat because the Zumba instructor yesterday didn't make us do anything diffacult for some reason.  And then her I-pod restarted.  That's why I have a MP3 player....not really.

Why is the text centered?  It's weird.

There we go! much better.  I learned in history that Leonardo wrote backwards because he was left handed.  Weird.  Now the text looks weird again.  Now I'm used to centered text.  Oh well, I'll get over it.

Did I fail to mention that you don't have to be afraid to follow me on my blog?  Bloggers already know that.

What to blog about...

Jamie-Grace is awesome.  She's like a Christian artist except ten times better.  How? you ask me.  Because she is.  And how many people do you know with turrets syndrome singing at a microphone and playing guitar?  Answer that.  Plus TobyMac found her or something which makes her even awesomer.  Out of the broken up Dc Talk, I like TobyMac the best because he found so many awesome artists.  Like the guy that wrote Hello.  What does Tait do?  Take the place of Peter Furler in the Newsboys.  Still cool stuff, just not the Newsboys anymore.  None of them sound quite like Peter Furler to me.  I don't even really know what the other guy from Dc Talk is doing now.  ???????????????? because I can.

Attack of the Zombie Pear and BodyCombat

Hi!  Guess what I ate for breakfast today!  I ate a Zombie Pear!  Yeah, you heard me right so don't bother cleaning your ears or fixing your hearing aid or (why would you even do that?  You aren't 'listening' to me your reading what I post.  I think I have Muppet's problem now.)  I had a pear.  Normal brown pear (Maybe a little bruised but still...) And then I cut it open...and it's brown on the inside too.  OF COURSE I don't eat the brown speckeled stuff, just the white flesh (Now it really sounds like a zombie pear).  That's all.  You probably were expecting something dreadful to happen like the pear got stuck to my face and started sucking the brain out of me.  But, no.  It just was discusting looking.

BodyCombat is really painful.  Of course it's all of that punching and kicking but nobody is actually punching and kicking YOU.  It's just I don't punch things usually.  My shoulders are sore now but I feel stronger.  I much prefer BodyFlow.

Yoga: Yoga it is like.  But Tai-chi and Palates also.

Yes Judo master Yoga, but Yoga is much different from Bodyflow.  Yoga is just Yoga.

Yoga: Resemble that statement I do!

Yoga, your holding the poses for what feels like forever.  Bodyflow your only in them for a few seconds.  It still feels like forever (especialy standing streangth) but it's not.

I feel like listening to music... But my brother is sleeping.  I have earbuds...But I want to sing along with it.

I think I want to play Super Scibblenauts.  I'm not certain what to blog about next.

Butterflies!  I love butterflies!  I have a million and a half shirts with Butterflies.  Well not really...and why did I capitalize Butterflies?  I did it again!  GRRRRR grammer.  I'm wearing butterflies right now.  I have a picture of a butterfly somewhere on paint....Somewhere....

there.  It's tiny.  It's one of the many collections of paintings I have on my computer.  I call them spek petz.  One day I'll trademark it and sell them and make MILLIONS!!! MUA HAHAHAE!!!!!  Never. never, never never.  That reminds me of that Justin Beiber songs. Never say never....If there is one person's music I don't like, it's his.  How does that guy manage to sound like a girl anyways?  Well apparently his little girl voice is wearing off now.  I don't care if my spelling here isn't good.  It's Justin beiber we're talking about here.

What was I saying, BUTTERFLIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Spek petz:

Now my happiness is gone. I have Math to fix and Spanish is calling and now my brother is coughing for the one millionth time today! UGH.  I wish I could sit and blog to my hearts content for forever.  It hasn't even been half an hour...  I'll put some more pictures up another day.

AUGH! and Pizza

So I haven't blogged yesterday.  AUGH! AGAIN!  I just can't seem to blog everyday.  Here's my promise:

1. I will blog ALMOST everyday unless life happens to me.

2.  I will never use vulgar language on my blog

3.  I will try my hardest to make you laugh.

If I am not doing a good job on making you laugh, I will try harder and harder until the world turns purple and the Aliens from the Mars Mission team up with the skeletons from Ninjago to take over the Bionicles secret headquarters where the knights from Castle Lego's are living while the Piraka take over Lego Racers using brain-washed  Ninjas and Jack Sparrow followed by the Joker from Bat Man.


If that did not make you even smile slightly, I am afraid nothing on this blog will make you laugh.  That's the point of my blog.

I know I promised pizza in my title.



We made this wonderful pizza and you will not believe how good it is when I tell you what was on it:
Strawberries.  And Balsamic glaze, chicken, apple wood smoked bacon, cilantro, cheese...it sounds so weird but it's really good!  And probably good for you too.  I hope.  Because I ate, like, five whole slices.

Pizza that wouldn't be good for you would be what our Body Attack instructor told us: pizza (any Domino's, Hungry Howie's, Pizza hut sort of pizza) with mashed potatoes on top.  That sounds really good.  I'll try that one day...  One day...

Muppet and I have traditions of sorts and one of them is that we always seem to eat pizza every time we meet.  And we always bake something.  Good old traditions.  Now I'm hungry for pizza.

Yogurt: Pizza you must eat if strong you must get.

Totally agree.  Pizza makes your bones stronger...or your muscles or SOMETHING!!!!!  I love pizza.  And fried chicken.  But that's a different story.

More Randomness From the Fluffy Cat by the Name of Cosmo the Pluffkin

Yoga: shift your wait into hands you must.  Feet you raise slowly.  In bird pose you now are.

Darth Granny Smith: (breathing heavily) So we meet again...Yoga.  I've been waiting for this moment for a long long time in a galaxy far far away.

Cosmo: Wait a second!  What's going on here?

Darth: Cosmo: I am your GRANNY! (burst into a coughing fit)  My lungs aren't as young as they used to be!

Yoga: When ready you are, lift feet over head you must, to enter a handstand, if talented like Yoga you are.

Cosmo: Uh, I don't think I'm half that tallented Yoga.  Oh, and as for you (gesturing to Darth) you have excuse to go picking on poor little...Uh, what are you anyways?

Yoga:  Yoga I am.

Cosmo: But like, what are you-Oh never mind.  Oh, what's that over there?

Yoga and Darth simultaneously: Where?

Cosmo: Over there (points) Isn't that stuff?

Yoga and Darth simultaneously: What?

Cosmo: the giant sock monkey from super scribblenauts?  Isn't that him?

Yoga: Super Scribblenauts distroys peace of mind it does!  Silence and a calm mind for relaxation is required.

Cosmo: Oh never mind (Hit's stop on Windows media player)

Enough of that.  Let's get down to buisness.  Oh wait that's a song from Mulan.  Never mind.  Minds?  Who has minds?  Not me!  I'm out of my mind.  That means my head is empty.

What is this anyways?  Oh yes, it's MY blog.  That means it's Cosmo the Pluffkin's blog.  and I am Cosmo the Pluffkin.  That makes this MY blog.  I feel like I've been over this before.

That reminds me of that one saying:
Crazy?  I was crazy once!  They locked me in a rubber room.  I died there they buried me, and the worms the worms just about drove me crazy.  Crazy?  I was crazy once!  and on and on and on...

Mele Kalikimaka to you!

Wait, it's not Christmas.  I have to wait a little under 365 more days.  But wait! It's a leap year so there's one EXTRA day to wait.

Extra...that reminds me about when ever I get bonus points on any video game I always say that I have extra bonus points.  That doesn't even make sense!  Half the things I say don't make sense.

Once I wrote a story about Winnie the Pooh.  It doesn't make any sense.  I guess a lot of things just don't make sense:

Once in a jungle far, far, away, a bear decided to paint himself yellow and wear a hideous red shirt and went by the name of Pooh.  Like who ever names a bear Pooh?  Only Pooh's next door neighbor: Christopher Robin who had the part time job of being Batman's partner and was rich from saving so many lives.  But enough about Chris, onto Pooh.  Pooh met a tiger who appeared to have indulged in WAY too many red-bulls in the past and couldn't sleep for the life of him.  The Tiger decided if he added an extra G to his animal name, he would be hip to the jive and all of his tiger friends would bow down before him.  So Tigger and Pooh found an over-grown pig that wore a pink striped leotard because he was secretly (or not too secretly) a gymnast.  The three weirdoes lived in some woods that were wrongly named the hundred-acre woods.  It was actually about 1 million acres of woods.  And unfortunately the private property of Bill Gates.  Pooh, Piglet, and Tigger decided to go into the woods to have an adventure.  Unfortunately, in their minds an adventure was getting lost.  Pooh was a crybaby and missed his dear wife: Mrs. Honey Pots.  He would constantly cry: "Honey, Honey!  Where for art thou Honey Pot!" and "To eat bees or not to eat bees that is the question!"  To be continued...

I think it speaks for itself.  The sad part is there is more of this a lot more of this.

Yogurt: Hungry I is.

Cosmo: funny 'cause I had some real actual edible nachos for lunch!

Oh, did I happen to mention that my brother 'threw UP' at me.  He dug UP the movie out of our movie cabbinet and he threw it at me and said that he 'threw Up on me'  Then my sister (the one that's not in college) told my brother not to throw Up because he might break Up.  Then my brother said that he's not dating anyone.  Why should he break Up?

So to leave you with that thought in mind,

Cosmo the Pluffkin

AND YOGA

AND DARTH GRANNY SMITH

30 Minute Blog

Yes, I only have thirty minutes to blog.  Let's see how far I can get before time's up.

I know I was not blogging yesterday but there are three thousand reasons why I didn't.

One being that Muppet's grandmother hasn't been feeling well lately and had to go to the hospital and stuff so I didn't feel like blogging yesterday.  But there was also Drama club yesterday.  I saw all my drama friends.  Except for Muppet...  She was sleeping because she stayed up so late.  She'll probably blog about that sort of thing but this is MY blog.  That is, Cosmo the Pluffkin's blog.  And Cosmo the Pluffkin is me so that makes this MY blog.

I've been up to stuff lately.  Like writing parodies of songs.

Here's an old one:

Rudolph the red nosed reindeer (reindeer)

Had a very bloody nose (YUCK!)

And if you ever saw it (saw it)

You may even say it’s gross (It’s gross)

All of the other reindeer (reindeer)

Used to laugh and call him names (like radicchio)

They never let gory Rudolph

Join in any reindeer games (like operation)

Then one bloody Christmas eve

Santa came to slay (Oh-no!)

Rudolph with his nose that bled

Now Rudolph is finally dead (Yay!)

Oh how the reindeer loved it (Loved it!)

Now they’re shouting out with glee (yippee)

Rudolph the bloody nosed reindeer (reindeer)

Has gone down in misery! (The end)

That one obviously was not Taylor Swift but this one deffinately is:

Mine

You were a zombie working part-time eating faces

Left a carcass, and never ate its back.

I was a vampire with a fear of flying

Wondering why we bother with blood if it never lasts.

But I loved you to pieces

Almost literally

But you have rotten blood

So, so I can’t eat you now

Chorus:

Do you remember how it felt sitting by the lava?

You put your arm around me

But it fell off

You fell in love with Dracula’s Evil daughter

You’re the best undead that’s ever been mine.

Flash forward and we’re taking on werewolves together.

Of course it's not finished yet but that's what I've got so far.

Oh look!  a husky!

COOKIES!

Yes this again.  I know what you're thinking, "What in the universe is this person up to?"
The answer is nothing.  The songs above probably scared you a little (admit it!) an maybe made you think that I don't like reindeer or Taylor Swift.  That would be a lie!  My mind will randomly make parodies of songs.  I don't know why but they always are creepy or sound like I'm making fun of something when in truth I'm just being bored.

I like Taylor Swift.  She's pretty cool.  I don't like Lady Ga Ga.  She scares me.  See, I write creepy lyrics but I don't look creepy.  I saw a Taylor Swift documentary once.  It mentioned Lady Ga Ga once in it a for less than two seconds and I think she scared me out of my skin.  I was like, "What on earth is that lady wearing? A dead bird?" No, an angry bird.

Oh-no! Angry birds!  Personally I don't think there should be so much merchandise at stores for an app.  An app for goodness sake!  If somebody can have a million fans because of an app I should have a billion fans on my blog.

Yogurt: Stop complaining you must!

Oh no!  It's judo master yogurt!

Yogurt: More you get fans by less complaining.

I eat yogurt for breakfast!  MWA HA HA HA!

Yogurt: get no where you will if eat Yogurt you do.  Now put down me you must.

Grr.

Oh Down.  that's a good song by Mat Kearney.

I used to think his name was spelled Curney but apparently people pronounce wrong.  Or maybe I do and I'm just rambling now.

Yogurt: Rambling you are!  Stop rambling you must!  instead judo must you learn!

What? Tai-chi, yoga and palates isn't enough?

Yogurt: Make me call my brother you want?

Yoga:  Into downward dog must you be!

What is this nonsence!

Yoga: calm your mind you must.  Into relaxation you go!

Save me!

Oh look my time is up.  Thank goodness

Nothing Much

I guess the title explains a lot.  Oh, BTW in my last post I'm guessing you've probably figured out how awful my spelling is.  I wrote 'meat' instead of 'meet' but hey, everyone makes mistakes.  It's just that my mistakes show up more when I'm typing.

Cosmo.

Yeah, so...

OKAPIS!!!!!!!!!!

And if you haven't had enough yet.

Yes seriously.

FLUFFY BUNNIES INC!!!!!!

Wow.  I think you get the idea.  I <3 Microsoft Paint!

Time to do something constructive...like playing Solitaire!  Oh wait...that's not really constructive...But blogging is!  Or not.  Or nachos.  I am going to eat the nachos.  See, I'm eating nachos!  Except my teeth aren't that crooked.  I think I should save some of my pictures for tomorrow.

Let's see...what did I do today?  School. Lots of history.  I think my history is trying to eat me.  I should draw history next to that picture up there.  It would be eating me.  But it's so boring that you would be sleeping through the whole picture.  Especially since my art is very realistic.  Well, sometimes...Sometimes I'm just letting go of my day through art.  Or maybe I'm trying to express myself in a limited amount of time.

Stuff--otherwise known as the giant sock monkey from Super Scribblenauts

So I'm happy because I see that my facebook friends are growing.  Oops that sounds weird.  I'm getting more everyday is what I meant.

Sorry I haven't been blogging lately, but I've been gone a lot lately.  My brother had a Gym meet. He did pretty well considering he's been sick.

Sick?  Don't get me started!  Apparently all his friends are sick.  And apparently my friend that we usually do history co-op with has and ear infection and tonsilitis.  Bleh.  Now I get to do twice as many history tests next week since they're given every time we meet.  Every?  Like Everyman?  The play?  Thank goodness I don't have to act this thing out!  Can I just say that I'm getting sick now of English literature?  I can't tell what they're trying to say!  To many Thou's and Ye's.

BODYFLOW!  I CRAVE BODY FLOW!!!  I CRAVE A LONG RELAXATION!!!

I'm better now.

Progressive dinners are fun.  you should try them sometime.  You eat your appetizer at one house and your entree at the next.  Tons of fun.

Listened to Mark Schultz again.  Or at least until my computer restarted.  Stupid updates!

Cats!  Cats are cute!  Ew cat!  Really?  You just HAD to throw up there!  Oh, well the floors need to be cleaned anyways.

Well apparently only one person comented on the last post.  I think you can guess who.  Let me tell you, last night I dreamed that twenty people commented on my post.  How was I supposed to know I had less than two?  Oh well it was Muppet so it makes up for all the posts in the world.  Plus this was only the first time and I'm like the only person to comment on Muppet's blog.  What ever.  One day I'll be rich and famous, oh wait that was my dream.  No, my dream was about Thomas the Tank Engine of all things! And I was trying to save the world from them and these people that looked like tigers and dogs and apparently they were Egyptian mummies come back to life.  But you probably don't want to hear about that.

Pluff

I'm Cosmo!  Cosmo is awesome!  That means that I am awesome.

No, I AM is awesome.  No He is AWESOME.

No, no, no, no:

GOD IS AWESOME!

That's better.

Have a random picture.  BTW.  I drew that.  It's a secret how I drew it.  My only hint: Microsoft Paint. I'm certain my current audience already knows.  But someday I'll have a million fans!  Oh never mind...

zoom

Real quick before I leave I want to ask my followers to post to my thoughtful question of the week:

If you could have anything in the entire world, what would it be?

Be creative!

My answer: that my cat would actually spend the entire night on my bed for once.  Or that she would appreciate Muppet more and would stop hissing at her for no apparent reason.

Your turn!

Comment away!  It can be anything you could think of!  If you have three answers, what's stopping you?  Oh and only one rule: you can't post over 20 times.  That means, "don't hog the blog" LOL

Cosmo the Pluffkin signing out!

Oops Muppet

For one I never put a title to my last post and I apologize about that.  Oh well.

I also went to my friend Muppet's blog recently and saw that she posted a link to my blog.  So I decided to do the same for her.

And YES Muppet I know I just told you wouldn't post twice in one day.  This is an exception.

Go to Muppet's blog by taking this portal threw the interconnected net and you will enter the awesomeness on the other side:

 http://mopheadedmuppet.blogspot.com/

Muppet: my curly haired friend

Pluffkin: her curly haired friend

When we went to the mall, Muppet didn't buy a hat! GASP.  She always gets a hat.  She has a million hats I'm sure.  I got a hat though.  It was awesome and zebra patterned and soft.  I have four hats now.  one from Target, one from Clair's, one from Rainbow, and one crocheted by my sister who is curently at college.  I will call her Fluff from now on because My Sister at College is too long of a title.

I wrote a lovely poem and I'm not certain if you can read it or not so I'm going to paste it below:

He waits with patience

The mouse adjacent

To his paws

The mouse, unwary

The cat, solitary

With his claws

The cat about to pounce

Power ounce by ounce

Alas, he misses

Then he hisses

All power and no aim

Without a goal, he’s lame

The mouse remains

The cat’s stomach, the same.

YAY! Awesome poem!  Oh, that was silly I just complimented myself.  Oh well, it's my blog.  That is, Cosmo the Pluffkin's blog.  I think I said this before though.  Nachos!  This blog is nacho blog!  Mwa ha ha ha!  It is mwa's blog.  As in Mwa ha ha blog!

Yesterday I ate a chicken sandwich and waffle fries and lemonade for lunch.  But I didn't have a milkshake.

  NO! My sister went back to college today.  That means I won't see her again until summer.  No wait, spring.  In that case it's slightly better.  But only slightly.  I MISSES HER.  I also miss Muppet but that's not so bad since drama club starts up next week so we can act together again.  I hope I wasn't supposed to memorize something for it.  I submitted a story to this beam thingy that Muppet is doing.

I guess I'll put it here too:

Tiger, the kitten, was told strictly not to climb the book shelf.  But he couldn’t help himself: there at the top was an enormous peacock feather sitting silently, almost mockingly, inside of a pink pencil holder.

He imagined he was hunting a monstrous bird in a jungle.  He jumped from one bouncy toadstool to the next.  He gripped onto a vine and climbed high into the treetops.  The bird sat still on a branch far out of reach of the kitten.  The tree began to shake from underneath Tiger.  He looked below to see a wolf sitting far below him.  It howled hungrily at him.

Tiger gasped as he slipped.  Fortunately he grabbed onto a strong fern growing on the tree and was able to climb back up. Tiger looked across the space between his tree and the tree that the bird was sitting on. The bird was preening itself and glaring at Tiger.  It squawked a menacing cackle at the small orange kitten.  He leapt as far as he could.  He scrambled up the dry sturdy bark of the tree.

The bird, startled, floated to a lower branch.  The wolf barked loudly at the cat.   The cat looked up into the blue August sky.  Vulture’s shadows shaded the sun’s bright rays.  They swooped closer and closer to the limb that Tiger was sitting on.  One knocked him off and he felt himself falling, falling, helplessly through time and space.  Was this the end?  He certainly hoped not.  He fell onto a soft fluffy pile of leaves.

Just as Tiger was climbing out of the leaves, a dark shape scooped him up into the air.  He couldn’t stand it.  He mewed for help but he was drawn closer and closer to the strange dark shape’s body.  The shape felt warm.

Tiger looked up realizing that the dark shape was only his owner.  The ‘toadstools’ were simply a sofa and an armchair; as for the vultures, it was simply the fan spinning.  The wolf was the dog; the leaves, a pile of laundry.  All this time he was in the safest place in the world, his home.

Now you see why 'Whiskers' and 'Meows' made it on to the blog title.  LOL.

That's enough for one day.

This is Pluffkin signing out!  Ooh now I sound like an awesome FBI agent or something.  That stands for Fluffy Bunnies Inc. BTW.  And that means Big Tough Waterbuffalo BTW. LOL

HELLO EVERYKITTY! Guess what I did today!

You'll never guess because...  Because I'm awesome like that.  No but really guess what (GET TO THE POINT ALREADY)!

I went shopping at this awesome mall with my friend Muppet.  We bought all sorts of awesomeness.  That's because we went to Claires and some place called Tilly's and another place called Rainbow.  We got hats, and headbands, and shirts and chicken sandwiches.  Hmm...when I think of sandwiches I think of witches made of sand.

I went to Zumba.  It's a lot of fun and I strongly suggest that you members should try it.  Just don't laugh at the person standing next to you because you look just as ridiculous dancing as the other person next to you.

I took a nice long shower and reflected on the day.  You know, showers are great for releaving your mind of stress.

You're probably wondering when I'll mention music.  Answer: Now

I got this new CD for my birthday.  Mark Schultz.  Pretty name.  Pretty voice.  His songs tell amazingly vivid stories.  And those stories make you think.  He's just wonderful.  One day when I figure out a few more tricks about blogging I might post videos one day.

SLEEP! COSMO NEEDS SLEEP!!!!!!ZZZzzzzzz----......

Night night peoples!  All you peoples everywhere!  Sleep tight!

Hello Tom-Cats and Kittens!

Welcome to MY blog.  That is, it's Cosmo the Pluffkin's blog and I am Cosmo the Pluffkin which makes this MY blog.  It's nacho blog!  Lol!  This is funny.  Or not.  Or nacho.

If there is anything I like it's cats.  And music.  And theater.  And nachos.  But nachos have nothing to do with this blog.  Well, I guess now they do...  Music is wonderful.  I think it's a wonderful way to convey a message.  It sounds much more beautiful in a song than when you say it.  Even if you don't like someone.

Example: I hate you.

Song: I hate that stupid old pick-up truck
You never let me drive...

Lol that's the funniest Taylor Swift song ever.  Besides the point.

FLUFFERNUTTERS! I LOVE FLUFFERNUTTERS!!!!!!

With peanut butter and marshmellow fluff we could save the world!

(Cosmo's tummy growls)

I'm so hungry I could eat a fly!

I'm so hungry I could eat an elephant!

I'm so hungry I could eat a black hole!

But, you can't eat a black hole...

A black hole eats you!

I is hungry.  OOHH, lunch sounds good now... (Cosmo crunches on cat food)