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Roo's Blog Has Moved

Please change your bookmarks! Roo's offical blog has moved. It is now http://themaskedcokie.blogspot.com

THIS IS HER BACK-UP BLOG!! SHE DOES NOT UPDATE THIS!!

Ever wonder . . .?

Ever wonder why this blog is relitivly inactive . . .?

Check out http://roowey.blogspot.com for funny stories about my life, and info about the end of the world.

You might also http://www.xanga.com/TheMaskedCokie, but it's not active, it only has a link. Maybe I'll update it some day.

First Day of School!

Not mine. I don't go to school anymore. But Twimmy's getting out of the house. YEA!

My Dating Life

As only Harry and Brian know, I went on a date with a guy. He was pretty nice. I would have gone out with him again if it hadn't been for the fact that he wanted me to go to his house. With nobody else home. I refused, and he got so mad that it was funny. And scary. But mostly pathetic. Here's a sample of how he closed his letter to me. All spelling and grammer errors are his:

"We discussed being scared about life and things and I told you that you wereright and I was wrong about it. But NOW you are AFRAID of me for whatreason. You either trust me or you don't....."

That's scary. But he told me in his next email that he wasn't going to try anything for another "two dates."

That's my dating life. Going nowhere fast. Don't care much for boys anyway (though I do hold a special place in my heart for the only one I actually care about; you know who you are.)

By the way, that reminds me. On the way home from work, I saw a kid that I thought might have been you. He had the same shirt and everything! Well, the same color, at least. Almost crashed into a tree trying to find out if it was you. It wasn't.

Drive safely.

Roo

July 2

I finally got to watch Man on Fire! That's the movie with Dakota Fanning playing a girl who gets kidnapped and Creasy, the "bodygaurd" of sorts.

There were lots of people gone yesterday making the fourth of July weekend a really, super long one so there were lots of trucks to wash. I actually got 6 done, which is a record. That's about one for every 80 minuets.

But yesterday was really exciting in that it was Friday before a three-day weekend and it was payday.

My co-workers and supervisor told me I should go get a new sweatshirt. A pink one. To wear "whenever {I} am happy." (I wear my sweatshirts in a certain order so that every Monday is grey, Tuesday is brown, etc.) But I want to get a jacket.