The worst thing ever has happened. I have lost/misplaced my wacom pen. This severely hinders my ability to put forth creative goods. Its very annoying.

On a comic note: Being the youngest of a large household, my sisters (particularly one) found it necessary to have company while she played with her Barbies. I being the likely candidate got suckered into being the patsy.

But honestly I'd rather have a sister that made me play barbies then one that kicked me in the throat.

I guess I should post something about Vance's last statement. My younger sister was well known to be quite violent. There was even a time when I had fallen to the floor and she kicked me in the throat while I was down. While that did suck, it was made even worse by the fact that she ran off giggling like a school girl.