Dear Brinkley, Please Come Home

Here are some updates for you.

~Phyl still watches and listens to hannah montana. he sings-a-long every time.

~Roach is Growing up

~I have a lunch and I TAKE my lunch

~also clint thinks phyl is "lucky"
~He is also #1 Creeper
~you still cant charge your ipod with an onion.

~The New Hannah Montana And J-Bros Cd came out. i am not ashamed that i now own both.

~My New name is Moe

~phyl's is NEmo

~we spend every lunch in Chatwin's office

~Chtwin's Birthday was today. cake was involved. enough said

~ we are Molly Mormon's and Peter Preisthoods...no...everyone at our lunch table is just realy immature (they are stuck in the 8th grade) what with throwing carrots and laughing at the other one cuz they can throw a piece of food (Robby, Carson, Karson, Caleb, and your bf...nik, clint just laughs) they have no shame.

~my brain is a wild jungle full of scary jibrish, im writting a letter, i cant write a letter, why cant i write a letter, im wearing a green dress, i wish i was wearing my blue dress, my blue dress is at the cleaners, the germans whore gray, you whore blue, casablanca, casablanca, such a good movie, casablanca, the white house, bush, why dont i drive a hybrid car, i should really drive a hybrid car, i should ride my bicycle to work, bicycle, unicycle, unitard, hockeypuck, rattlesnake, monkey, monkey, underpants. i feel naked, where are my pants? come kenna wind dance...fire dance!

~i take French i dont do French

utah's stupid.

Gilbert is a like 50,000 times better