And...we're BACK.

I just got back into the blog & changed the password back. I could have done it sooner, but I got caught up telling everyone about it. (Whoops.)

In the meantime, I just checked the IP address of where hairy wolf-boy was "posting" from. Uhhh...It's not the same location as the picture. In fact - it's coming from California. I blocked it so he can't read this...But why would Ari be THERE??

It's registered to the "Itex Corp., LLC" & some guy whose name I can't pronounce cause it's all foreign-exotic-sounding & stuff. He should maybe look into changing his name too. I did it. (Well, in class at least. I like being Nudge I.R.L.*.)

We have a plan up our sleeves to solve this mysteriousness, incognito-style. Fortunately, I'm not going to just go ahead & divulge my PLAN on the blog like SOME PEOPLE. (AKA Dorky Dork Dork.)

Halloween is tomorrow & I still don't have a costume!! Maybe if I glue fur all over myself & carry a Gameboy around & act all needless angry all the time, I could be Ari. Naaaaaah.

It's good to be BACK. Blogger, I tote** missed you.

~NuDgE


*I.R.L. = In Real Life. **tote = Nudge slang for "totally"

our HIDEout.

This is where Max II and i hang out at night & plot the next scheme - high up in the rafters - undetected. Ooooooh. Did i let the cat out of the bag?¿?



She`s almost as good as the real thing. Almost.

Poor Nudgey Nudge Nudge. Can't get back in2 the bloggy blog blog.

-ARi

My next hack!!

...will be here I think:

Maybe they know more info about u bird kids than i know. After all - learning the weaknesses of your foes makes u stronger. My dad taught me that. MY dad.

1 kid, 2 wings, and 1 ARi Blog!

It must be really annoying 2 not be able 2 post in ur own blog.

hehe

Don`t u know there`s programs out there that can mathematically guess ur password? It took me long enough - but it worked.

By the way - Thought it would be nice 2 confess something 2 u. Remember this?



A little present from urs truly under ur door. I was always good at arts n crafts - but I thought u bird brains were smart enough 2 figure it out. Why? Cause we're 1 in the same.

I'm sure this little blog of mine will not last 2 long because Yapper McYapperson over there - A.K.A. Nudge - is doing her best 2 fix it.

But - while it lasts, I will have some FUN. It will be DOUBLE the fun for u, my Max. he he.

The Notorious A R i

HACK'd

this blog has been HACK'd

this message has been brought to u by the letters....

A. R. I.

u think I don't have that whole house bugged? I heard u had a little blog, so I had to come join the fun. check it out sometime...kids.

School, Erasers & Ari...Oh my!

I was starting to get the hang of this whole school thing until Erasers showed up.

I'm not talking about that blackboard kind teachers wipe away the day's lessons with, either. Oooh!! But if you clap them together, a bunch of dust goes POOF!!! into the air (Usually it's yellow or white) & then it makes you sneeze and stuff, which isn't fun at all. But, I guess if you come to school with a mask or something, you won't have that problem. But...who actually brings masks to school?

Sorry. Rambling is second nature to me.

Anyhoo, Erasers showed up at school, including Ari, & we kicked some butt as per uge. That's my new catch phrase instead of saying 'As per usual.' Abbreviations are awesome. I have my friends at school saying it all the time now.

I think 1 of their older sisters is friends with Max or something. Her name is J.J. & so is her sister's, except one is Joy Jennifer & the other is Jennifer Joy. (Seriously, what were their parents thinking!?!) We should be able to pick our own names, like Tiffany-Krystal. ;-)

I think it's kinda sorta weird that Anne didn't know anything about the Erasers. What do the FBI do over there? She thinks she's going to make a phone call & they'll just go on vacay (vacation) or something?

She's a funny lady.

TTYL.

~NuDgE!

Err......TiFfAnY~kRyStAl!

Confused 101.

It's amazing what you can find scribbled inside bathroom stalls. For one, unless you're at school, why do you happen to have a permanent marker with you in the first place?

Perhaps there's something therapeutic I can't really wrap my head around that writing something on there can do. Maybe it's the combination of privacy and knowing that others will read it, yet never know your identity as the one who wrote it. I have no idea.

I wish I had the guts to be so...brazen. (New vocabulary word this week.) But, I don't think "I feel slightly confused and jealous all at once because I don't understand why what I saw happen in the hallway would make me feel this gaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh" would all legibly fit on there.

...Especially since someone's artistic rendering of Mr. Pruitt is taking up so much space already.

Ugh.

In other news, is kayaking cool and would they know that in Missouri?

-Max