My dad, along with his group of parents with autistic children, are getting together with the folks at the Esquire theater to have a special showing of Finding Nemo, probably on a weekday morning, for kids with special needs to come and see. Like my brother Kenny, he would never be able to go to a movie regularly because of his behavior, but he could go see this now, because the theater will be full of other kids that act the same way and all. I am going to see the movie, too. I have wanted to see it, but I have not got a chance to yet. It looks cute. My dad picked this movie because I believe Nemo has a disability as well, does he not?

I have been creating atleast one watercolor painting every night for the past few nights. I made two last night. It is fun for me. I paint sitting at my new table in my room, with my table-top easel. Below is one of them. Sort of surreal and semi-abstract stuff.

And the following is a quiz I took, which was rather amusing. I assume I would have gotten 100% if I was not against pouring kerosene on men and igniting them ^_^.

Hey, you're downright feminist-like! Way to go- we're proud to have you as a member of our sex. Now go kick some male sexist-pig ass!