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I figured it was about time to clear out the last of Sam's stuff from the attic since I'm going to be doing some remodeling on the house here pretty soon. Finishing up the process of making it mine. Putting in new windows on the backside of the house to keep some of the sun out while not obstructing the ocean view that I'm never getting tired of. I got off topic I know - anyway while I was going through the boxes I found some old Christmas decorations that he'd held onto for who knows what reason since he never decorated this place and one of them was something called the Christmas Pickle which from what I found online is a tradition that gives the person who finds it a very special Christmas present. I still haven't decided if that's creepy or sweet. What I do know is that damn ornament is going to be out of my house before I go to bed tonight.

You know what... I'm getting a little bit sick of Mojo Jojo.

Monkeys are cute and fun and a little bit mischievous, but gosh am I tired of getting called out to Mojo's nonsense! It's not like he's the worst nuisance to Townsville, not at all. HIM is totally the worst -lobster ballerina much? But Mojo is by far the most constant and stupid!

I blasted ice breath in my dreams, which isn't something my sisters can do and is really weird, but kind of cool (no puns please) but it's got me wondering what Bubbles and Buttercup might be able to do.

I totally didn't focus during my European History class because of this.