As I write this blog, I'm watching Black Books, which means that I WIN AT LIFE!!! And I'm also waiting for someone to come on MSN. Grr. Anyway. My cat has a dredlock. A single dredlock in her fur somehow. My only guess is that she's been getting high with the hippie cats up the street. And here's a picture now.
I, Isobella, am a carbon-based organism. My age is estimated as being between 17 and 407 and my talents include eating chips with one hand while typing with the other, tripping over flat surfaces and laughing at bad jokes.
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