Re gearing

Ok, so, I got a bit bored with that story thing and it showed up upside down anyway. I'm gonna try something that nobody has ever thought to do on a blog, write about myself, probably complain a bit and post some random stuff that just comes up. Isn't that just a novel idea?

Lets start off with some introductions, I'm not going to tell you my name, Lets just say my name is Iggy, how does that sound. I chose that "name" for those of you who are wondering because it is a nickname of a word that rhymes with my name, clever right? I don't want to know your name, I'm sorry if that seems self-centered but I don't think anybody would want to give me there name so I don't want you to feel obligated or anything, I'm just that considerate. I have five chickens, one turned out to be an idiotic rooster that crows every 15minutes during the day and when ever you open the door at night. The chickens' names are, Algebra, Goose (she looked like a goose when she was a chick), India, Luna, and our roosters name was Grace while we thought he was a girl but then we had to change it to Gracen, to make it seem more manly.

I also have four cats, and if you are thinking, "wouldn't the cats chase those poor chickens?" then you are absolutely wrong those chickens chase those poor cats. The cats names are Gus, Charlotte, MiMi, and Oprah. And as if I didn't have enough pets I also have a little dog named Dixie. Dixie is an extremely good actor, I can never tell when she is she is so good. I think that she acts though because she has duel personalities A sweet little terrier dog where you can tell she just adores her owners and hangs on their every command, and the other side is the the poor untrained neglected dog where you think she might rip someones throat out.

My room is a mess and let no one tell you otherwise. If I ever post, "I cleaned my room!" assume that by the time you read it my room will be a pigsty once again. I have one of those awesome loft beds that they sell at Ikea except there is only about a foot and a half of room for me to be in between my mattress and ceiling.

Ok thats it for now, in case you were wondering, no I don't "tweet" I think that should be left for people who really care about the news not people commenting about cleaning their rooms.....plus I think that maybe I'm not mature enough for twitter since it bores me to death, in a way, I mean, I;m not dead or anything, in case you were wondering.