Fractured.

So today went, well. I woke up around noon, took a quick shower before getting online and chatting it up with a few friends. Finally got around to watching Good Luck Chuck, which I loved, by the way. Those two, Jessica Alba and Dane Cook, are a couple of my favorite celebrities. So then I had work at three, lame, I know. I get a call around eight, and I'm thinking, "What the heck? Who calls me at work?" Turns out it's my dad, he tells me that they won't be home when I get off work because my brother broke his wrist. You might be wondering, "Hm? How did your ten year old brother break his wrist?" Let me tell you, he fell off his skateboard. Part of me is sad that he got hurt, yet proud, yes I said it, proud. I'm weird, I know. Anyway, now I'm home and very bored. Thanks to Kayla [[shout out]] I now have a blogger thing, whatever. Still, all my featured work will be on my myspace blog, so yeah. Peace out!