Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, SHOOT!

This will not go over greatly, I can tell.

Okay, so my Mom, being the caring, wanting-success-in-me parent she is, decided to sign me up for an ice-cream party for 4-h in my town for tonight. And decided to tell me today.

And, sure enough, I don't want to go. Not really because it "cramps my style" [it doesn't matter], but because I know a whole 1 person going. No offense to her, but she's kind of annoying. All the rest of the people signed up for the event [on Facebook, at least] were from our area's private high school.

So, wish me luck. The ice cream better be good, that's all I'm saying.