October turned up at the last week finally! Got my stitches out! Well we took them out in the office here and my cuts just started splitting open again so we poured liquid skin glue into them and I need to keep them wrapped up for a little while longer.

Drew's father bashed his head open. He was working outside with this huge metal pole to drive a stake into the ground for a gate while we were playing basket ball and he lifted it too high it it fell on his head. This thing needs at least seven staples but he refuses to let my dad put the staples in even though he said he would do it free of charge for him. So he wanted to try the skin glue. . . The stuff used on my gashes. . . It is for small cuts on soft skin tissue, not for deep scars on the top of your head. Anyway, without my father's supervision, we got the glue and Tracy poured it onto Mr Johnson's head. We put a napkin on it for a little bit but when we tried to pull it off. . . it was stuck to his head. . . Then Drew came in and just ripped the bloody thing off so now Mr Johnson has bits of paper towel stuck to his head. -___- Anyway I know for a fact that super glue has a chemical in it that can help heal and keep injuries clean. They used super glue in wars to patch people up so I suggested we try that. We did it but we glued Mr Johnson's fingers to his head in the process. . . Felt like a complete and total twip. He seems to be doing fine though so we can only hope for the best.

For halloween my mates and I were a complete landing party from Star Trek. I was McCoy, Shaun was Kirk, Tracy was Spock, Sasha was Chekov, Tim was Sulu, Shelby was Uhura, Kyle was Scotty and every one else was no one specific. We bought everyone phasers and a few of us had tricorders and communicators. Amorette dressed up her baby boy as a giraffe. Cutist damn thing I had ever seen. I told her I was going to steal her baby and she punched me in the arm. D= I was only kidding.

Okay. I walked into the house after work and my father told me that Playboy Mansion had called the house. Of course I called him a liar and laughed at him but he was dead serious. Turns out they want a bird that we have. He said apparently they call around and someone knew we had the bird and gave them our number so they called us and asked to buy it. Well they are not going to buy it but we are trading the bird for a few of theirs. So yea Late november Playboy Mansion, here I come. . . Joy. . .

The record label or company or whatever for the Black Eye Peas contacted Dylan and I via email. . . No that is not a good thing. You see. He and I write little songs for people using the tunes of other songs. I write most of the song and he sings it, using a program to make his voice sound like a chipmunk when he sings. We used the song 'I've gotta feeling' for a song for Dylan and they did not like that one bit. They said something about 'Copywrite and infringement' and if we posted the song again 'extreme legal measures would be taken into effect'. No one else had a problem with these songs. All American Regects, Abba, Michael Jackson(bless). No one! His mum is actually fighting it because somewhere written in the universe it states that if you change every word of the song and just use the toon it is considered a parody of the song and completely legal somewhere in the world. Probably some unknown island in the middle of the Atlantic but whatever works yea? Anyway I was a little miffed about that.

I do not know if I all ready said it but I got the part of Montgomery. If you have any interest as to the character I am to portray you can just look up 'The island of Dr Moreau' on youtube and watch the movie if you want. The newer version if you get confused. Ahh I love playing comedic characters. =] So much fun. Anyway yea. The guy playing Moreau is so funny I have a hard time keeping character. His Marlon Brando impression is uncanny.

I have been drawing cartoons for people a lot. Memory books, cards, gifts. So that is all I have really been doing so if you see a long line of nothing but cartoony drawings rather than anime I am really sorry. I know you guys do not like it but these guys here do and I like them better myself. Goofy cartoons are my favourite. =]

I say 'Oh my F' a lot. Often. F is a letter I say way too much. Sometimes I will just say 'F' over and over again. We were checking answers on tests and he would pause for us to call out the letter we thought it was. I was the only one answering and if I would say 'A' or something and he would tell me it was a different letter I say 'F'. Anyway. In the anatomy class I teach I kept messing up on the board and said 'oh my f'. Quentin heard and asked me what the 'f' meant. I answered him in French of course to keep the convo private and said that the 'f' stood for 'Fuck'. He said 'I know what f means but why do you say it? You need something else. 'Fuck' what? It makes no sense.' Gods I laughed so hard. You people just do not understand. . .

Oi oi oi oi oi. I think I am done here.

I may come up with something I forgot later. Just you wait.

Au revoir!