Sorry

Ok, I acknowledge the fact I was probably really rude last night. I'm sorry. But it's really scary when somebody you've never heard of before manages to contact you.
-D: *annoyed* Thanks a lot. She was pissed all night.-
-J: *annoyed more* For a minute I was afraid she wouldn't talk to me.-
Calm down, guys, apparently the new Jennifer wanted to be friends. Well, I prefer it if I can know something about you beforehand, capisce? I'm slightly paranoid about my sercurity on the web. And besides, if my dad finds out, I'm dead. So please, if your friends want to get to know me, tell them not to just come out of the blue, ok? Thank you. I'll take the yelling out of my profile.

All right!

I did it! I did my DVD research! *dances* I typed all I needed to and did my revise for "Fixing Time". (I expect to hear from you, sqounk)
-D: Certainly made you chipper.-
Yeah, I think the problem was a lack of Doc in my diet. Maybe later I'll play Sims too. White hands gone, thank god. I won't make any more gloves for my toon/human Sims.
-Y: Too bad we didn't work out.-
Ah, the program wasn't meant for cartoon faces. I tried, anyway.
-W: *sniffing* I smell soup. Your Mom making soup?-
Yup, turkey soup. Don't go eat the whole pot, it's hot. *Wakko drools* That reminds me, yesterday I drew some pretty lousy pictures of BTTF Warners. Maybe if I'm bored I'll put them up later.
Gotta type. See ya.
(BTW, seramercury, do you use MSN Messenger? I've never seen you online. I fixed the contacts thing.)