The Kidneys Connected To The Egg Bone.

I'm cleaning rocks and watching GTLive. I'm not sure how I expected my day to go, but this is not it.

Found out about this ankylosaurus earlier today.

I know everyone is talking about how well preserved it is, but I honestly can't stop thinking about the logistics of riding one.

I could fit on one quite comfortably, and it should theoretically be strong enough to carry someone weighing around 3,000 pounds and all. I'm more so concerned about where I would sit. The neck would be uncomfortable for the dino, and the center has all these tiny spikes running down it. I guess somewhere in the middle to the side of the spikes would make sense, but I don't know for certain.

I left my siblings to make me in Sims, and I'm too scared to go into the room and see what they did.

My little sister commented under a video that it made her cry, and apparently someone replied, "Good. Suffer."

She said they reminded her of me?

I want to take it as a compliment, but I don't know if I should.

I'm listening to Creator by Lena Raine, the music box version, and I really feel like wandering through an empty castle during a storm and crying. Like the lost ghost of a child long forgotten, mourning the loss of love never received. Like the pain would be physical, yet silent, if they still had a body to feel.

... or something like that.

New Idea for Public Transport! Make giant magnet towers and put people in metal suits and catapult/slingshot them around like angry birds.

Shoot the messenger, send a message.

My alarm clock scared me, so I turned it off and forgot to turn it back on. Now I have no grasp on the concept of the passage of time.

I think I might be sick...

"Please! Don't leave me again!"

"I died. Do you think I had a choice in the matter?!"