And in the mornin', I'm makin' WAFFLES.

Listenin' to KQED,
Bee Electric

P.S. It is so windy right you would not believe. -omg-

Tabbee

My mouth tastes like
.
This is bothersome, as I coulda sworn I brushed after snack.

Running out of room,
Bee Electric

My Classwork...Expunged

Written durin' school today...btw I have no idear what Expunged means.

*2dayz HOT TOPIC (by BeeDecree)*
The First! Ever! Bee Electric! Vlog! Podcast! Video Bit! Cosa pensi? Whatcha think? Of course it iz short and kinda lame, but then, so am I! I hope you had at least a little fun watchin' it, as I had a bunch o' fun makin' it! Even though I had about half a second of usable footage. "Footage." Haha! I'm such a toad. Hopefulling the next installment/episode/whatever will be sckooler.

Holy Jumping Butterballs! My stomach is havin' a Grade-A meltdown! I think it prolly has somethin' to do with my weird-arse diet yesterday:
*Breakfast: Pack of saltines [4 crackers], Snickers, 2 coffees
*Lunch: 1 serving pasta with chreamy sauce, shrimp, and zucchini [in the pasta], diet imitation Coke
*Dinner: Pepsi, lots o' potato chips, dark chocolate, greens awith olives, capers, and pine nuts [later].
Que healthy! Vabbè...

Speaking vaguely of health-related issues, Vale quit dance [at least the classes here— as far as I know she still wants to go to the Academy/Institute in Rome after graduation], and by default, so did I. She says it's for real this time. If that's true, I reckon they are gonna have some major holes in their dances! I'm fine with either way she actually goes— though I want her to be able to dance, because I know she loves it, I also know what it is like to be in a situation so letarded it takes a lot of the joy out of something you adore [::cough::gymnastics::cough::]. It would be nice not to have as many bored outta my skull hours per week, since I was yanked without explaination [what the hull?] from the moderna choregraphy, so I wasn't gonna be doing that anyways [I reckon].

Breaking news! This just in! There izZz a new Aussie girl at our school! Sketch-ay. I thought we weren't going to gave anymore, since they all went home. Apparently, however, the Australians are disPATCHED in bATCHEZ. So we got a new lass- she's from near Sydney [which I heard as "New Sydney" at first. Bee: "There's a New Sydney? Rad! Gotsa jump on that bandwagon!" OzZzie girl: "Ummm...."] I can't recall her name but she seems pretty nice. During our little rendez-vous Miano [the first time I've seen her in weeks; apparently helping Bee not have math and physics classes is not something she feels the need to do. Thanks, luv!] lent me this photocopied Italian course book from Giuseppina— If I want to use it I gots to make my own photocopies, then give it back. Mom— are you sending me that Ultimate Italian book? Perchè non vorrei pagare per fare le fotocopie per un libro [forse anche troppo facile] se sei inviandome un altro! Dude! That Aussie girl was all, "Do you speak Italian?" [I reckon 'cause Miano was givin' me a "Learn Italian" book]. Before I could answer Miano was all, "She's lazy." Thanx, hun! My response was pretty much "What-EVAR! I speak Italz like a mad woman, and am a pretty good hand at Napolitano, too. So therez." Beh.

Since I am basically GeniusGirl, I have a devised a brill-beyond-brilliant way to make my boring classes [i.e. nearly all] slightly more interessante! IzZz called "Veronica the Super Duper EyePod: Operation Stealthster." ThazZz rite, innit! What VtSDEP:OS means is that [with sweatshirt on & hood up] I can listen [with one ear open so I'm not compleets oblivious] to the audio content of my choice instead of, say, Italian fraction nonsense. 10 points for technology!

Yuck...English class. Teacher's still stuck on the whole other day thing, sayin' I was "upset" and whatnot. 'Scuse me, lady, but I wasn't upset — OK, maybe I was, but more in a "I HAVE TIRED OF YOU AND THE IGNORANCE OF YOUR WAYS" sort of fashion than the implied "OMG the teacher said I'm wrong brb g2g cry now!!!!11!". Apparently she "has nothing towards me" which is too bad 'cause I sure as heck have something towards her! It is a neon arrow of Dislike and I have named it JesusFish. Oh mio dio, now the Latin teacher's talking about the "contadino" thing. What monster art thou? I do bid thee to speak, to reveal thyself for what thee truly be!

A snazzy thing about bein' in Italy: nearly everyone here [spesh teen-folk...or maybe that is just who I hang with] does the airkiss howdy/buhbye, and everyone says "Ciao" like it were goin' outta style. That means that I can, too, and be Normz like Rockwell, instead of a pretentious twit like most people who do that in the U.S. There, it's for 20-something wanna-be Europeans with Netflix queues and Starbucks in the cupholder. Here it's as common as the "Yo, dude"/head jerk is in the hallways of America's high schools. Only so much more continental. Ciao, darling, I'm off to my Pilates class. Slurp.

OMGosh. I just got the BESTEST idear for a television show! My new capacity as GeniusGirl is keepin' me hoppin'! This is how it [the TeeVee show] works: if the target/victim is foreigner, they are secretly filmed whilst an actor from the cast [masquerading as a member of the general public, of course] does something obscenely stereotypical American to them. If the T/V is American, they are tricked into being an obscenely stereotypical one [note— this could prove too easy - more interesting, maybe, if the T/V is a birkenstock wearin' peacemonger treehugger who sponsers a 3rd world child]. Hilarity ensues, and when the joke has played out, the T/V is given a cheapo miniature American flag that they wave as I waltz out from my cleverly hidden spot to deliver what is sure to be the most popular line since "You're fired!". Wait for it...wait for it...."YOU'VE BEEN YANKED!" Oh shizZz! Possible episode ideas include: "MAYBE YOU'LL MAGICALLY LEARN TO SPEAK ENGLISH IF I SHOUT AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS" and "Look, honey, it's a terrorist!" [Pointing at a harmless bearded fellow— possibly not even Middle-Eastern]. Season finale: invade a country that has nothing to do with us and, at high cost [both money and in human life] make it more unstable and dangerous than it was before. What do you mean that's already been done? Day-um. Unrated Season DVD extras: Draw inspiration from "Guantanamo Bay" and "Abu Ghraib". I'm gonna be the Ashton Kutcher for the next generation. Without, you know, Demi Moore. HAUSOME!

I just read that last paragraph over. Dear God I'm a twisted lil' creep. I can't believe I even posted it...

Just a little messed up,
Bee Electric

In Livin' Colour

Oh. My. God. I'm a podcaster. Shutup, Daniel.

Soz about the shnatchz quality...YouTube wouldn't upload the better one, and Google Video was just bein' plain jane letareded.

I know it's short as a munchkin and borin' to boot, and certainly no wherez near as hausesome as the Flare's first attempt [or any thereafter] but I am workin' on it...stay tuned.

Beeing confused by iTunes,
Bee Electric

P.S. Yeah, I know I mentioned the alien thing the 2nd time like I just though of it...I have a very short attention span. And I'm saying "pops" and "pop babies", not "pot". They didn't used to give out pot at Jay Baker's [at least not to me... >.>] and I don't know what a pot baby is. A hippy version of the crack baby?

OnoMEstico

Oh yeah, I nearly forgot. Today is my onomastico slash saint's day!!

"Brede, Brede, tar gys my thie, tar dyn thie ayms noght.
Foshil jee yn dorrys da Brede, as lhig da Brede e beet staigh."
" Bridget, Bridget, come to my house, come to my house to-night.
Open the door for Bridget, and let Bridget come in."

ThazZz right.

Ni bu Sanct Brigid suanach
Ni bu huarach im sheire Dé,
Sech ni chiuir ni cossens
Ind nóeb dibad bethath che.

(Saint Brigid was not given to sleep,
Nor was she intermittent about God's love;
Not merely that she did not buy, she did not seek for
The wealth of this world below, the holy one.)

So happy day to meeeeee!!

Btw, I think that "Ni bu Sanct Brigid suanach" is my new slogan. If only I knew how to say it....

FMO: Wikipedia entry, Catholic Encyclopedia.

Feelin' kinda holey and a lil' spesh,
[St] Bee Electric

Someone Set Us Up The Lite-Brite

In case you missed this [unlikely], Boston went letardedly insane on Wednesday over what were basically a bunch of Lite-Brites all over the city. That had been there for 2 weeks [and in 10 other major US cities, including New York, San Francisco, and Los Angeles]. They ended up spending half a million dollars [plus] dealing with the harmless devices, and arresting the two fellows who put them up, calling it a "hoax". The light-up signs feature Mooninites from the tv series "Aqua Teen Hunger Force", and were part of a national campaign to promote the upcoming movie. Not in any way intended to be thought of as a bomb, and anyone with half a brain could figure out that they fer sure weren't a terrorist plot to distroy the UNIVERSE.

God, people are stupid.

Additional Links: CNN story; Suspicious in Seattle

Giggling Oafishly,
Bee Electric

P.S. I tried posting this earlier but Blogger wouldn't let me. What the hull?

This is the Comedown

Dear peanut, I hate Michele, aka Gina's ex-host brother. OMG. I never really liked him, due to his creepyness and jerkfase ness to Ginster, but he never actually did anything directly to me.

Story time!

This afternoon, after Vale's dance class, we went over to Giovanni's house for pizza. I was supes sleepster, but figured whatevz, I can handle this. Before the pizza came I was pretty much just chillin' on the couch with everyone, watching music videos. Then I ate too much greasy-arse pizza [I haven't had a quality pizza in ages, this sucks], and everyone went outside to smoke cigarettes, so I settled down on the couch with MTV on. And fell asleep. Until Michele and Fabrizio, hiding behind the other couch, started throwing stuff at me [starting with a pillow, progressing to other objects]. Hard. And then giggling. Fragz. He was all proud of it later, too. Grrrrr....

What the heck is it with me? Do I have some big neon sign that everyone can see but me that says "Plz be mean to me"?? Yuck.

Then, to further end my day on a bad note, I just found out that Pascal, Annette, the other Alex, and Franco all went to Rome to see Gina and the German before they both went off to their respective countries [that would be America and Australia]. Nobody told me about this before [there was vague talk of going to see Gina, but no firm plans, and no German mention], or afterwords...I just now happened to see some pictures. That makes me really...I dunno...sad? Because I would have liked to say goodbye to Gina again, and I heart Dave so seein' him would be hauseome. Whatever, can't do anything about it now, but I am a little hurt.

Wandering off to dream of feta cheese,
Bee Electric

Someone needs a punch in the head.

Sometimes I can't even believe the US Administration. Seriously, they have reached heights [lows?] of rediculiousness that are borderline fantastic. [that is as in fantasy, not as in awesome] Their great plan to stop global warming is really making me feel safe, giving me confidence. THANKS GUYS.

I'm going to go plug my computer in now...this is to depressing.

Doing her part in mirrored sunglasses,
Bee Electric

Return to Paris

Man, I really wish I could just hop back over to Paris, OMG! For many reasons, but this post is prompted by this Style Bubble post that says that Target's Tar-Jay is gonna be at Colette! What the hull...why did I have to miss this combo of two of my fave stores EVAR?? People suck.

Things that so don't even suck: LAPTOP ON THE INTERNET OMG!!! YESSSS!!!!!

Chex out my Chanel sunnies here:

(Click to go to flickr set)

Learning to type again,
Bee Electric

Skool Daze get longer when they suck.

This is the post I promised yesterday...It was began in astronomy class and ended in English.

+*+*+

Today is minerals. I'm super over them, an unfortunate byproduct of the hours I've spent in museum gift shops and science stores with their miniature sacks to fill with bite sized minerals. Fool's goold doesn't impress me - I'm Californian. I've produced the real thing from the mud with a pan. Clear quartz revives feelings of guilt from childhood, rose reminds me of my best friend. The scientific formulas on the handout make me want to cry so I close my eyes and sleep my way out of this basement classroom. Suprisingly, I don't get caught, strange because my seat is three and a half feet away from the prof.

After waking, instead of paying attention I'm letting my mind wander and where it takes me is fourth grade. I have a Pooh bucket hat and braces, smiling for the camera outside the entrance to a gold mine. Behind me, in the dark, is the funiculare in which the miners descended into the depths. "Roller coaster," we called it, giggling, feeling imagined wind on our raised palms. With the after image of flashes burning our retinas, we made a Disneyland of the past, lacking only the lines to "Meet the Miner" - though animatronics almost make up for the discrepancy. "Get shot by bandits, 2 pm, by the stagecoach. Reservations recommended." In our amusement park of Gold Rush California, lines are short and you never want to leave. Kelly bought goldflake earrings in the giftshop there, at the mine where blue water danced in the fountains and the intricate vents of the big house were painted green.

When I emerge from my reverie it's English class with the teacher I hate. She's one ofthose stupid people who think that Americans speak a different language from the British. I almost want to ask her hwat they speak in Mexico to see if she says "Mexican". Schema. There's no excuse for blatant ignorance when you're shaping the futures of a nations children. [Or when you are running the country. ::cough::Bush::cough:: Sorry...couldn't resist]. Jesus Christ! I hate it when the stupid cow says that I don't know anything because I'm American. Screw you. At least I speak English, which is more than you can truthfully claim. And when I say "peasants" I say "pEHsants," not "pEEsants." So there.

*+*+*

Okay, so I have a few hostility issues against the English teacher. Not my fault! She treats me like I don't know anything...in fact, the other day she told me that I "can't know English literature". Because I'm American, of course. What a turd! God! I think she is the only teacher that I have now that really bugz me...I don't adore all the others but they don't get my dander up like she does.

In other news, I don't think that we're going to school today, 'cause Vale didn't have time to finish studying. 10 points! Though I wish that I had found that out, you know, before I woke up and got dressed etc at 7:30ish. Sleep is dear, as we all know. Vabbè...

Not bombing Boston,
Bee Electric

Failing at FATALITIES!

Howdy, kidz!

Today was a decent day, I reckon. School was alright...not too bad, but not exceedingly awesome, either. I wrote a bit about it [during school] that I'll post later - don't really feel like typing it up right now.

After school we kind of chillaxed around for a bit [after eating a tasty lunch consisting of pasta with egg (forse a kind of carbonara? boh but it was delish], and then tuna and tomato salad. Yumster!! When it was time for Valster to go to ballet I planned on going with but, as I fell asleep in the car, changed my mind and went with my mom to Imma's, figuring it would be better to sleep there than in the dance studio.

Sleep? Ha! Instead of dozing on the couch, as I am wont to do, I played Mortal Kombat with Vince [pronounced "Veen-chay", not "Vinse"] for 2 hours! It was awesome, and I was actually doing pretty well at it, especially considering it was my second time playing, ever. I was keeping pretty even with him in the points area, which was a tad difficult because his character dude had this hat that he could use as a kind of slicin' frisbee and take out foes real easy. But then he got the ability to do fatalities [when you "FINISH HIM" and totes take someone out...it shows it all big and gory] and I didn't, and you get like, 500-600 points per fatality. Dang. All in all though, it was Rad O Licious! I wanna get a PlayStation when I get home...hook it up to a ghetto teevee from Pay'n'Take, and I'll be the koolest g4m3r EVAR.

When Vale was done with her ballet class she came over to Imma's and we had dinner - pizza, from this place in San Marco called "Il Coliseo" or however you spell "Collisium" in Italian. It's OK, not as good as L'Anfora, of course, and a tad on the greaster side, but not too shabby. I couldn't eat all of mine, a side affect from eating a bunch o' lunch and munchin' on cookies before we left. Vabbè.

After dindin we watched Chronicles of Narnia on SKY Cinema [well, started it...we left partway through, as it finished about...10 minutes ago - 11:25 or something]. I LOVE THAT MOVIE, OMG. And my crush on William Moseley [Peter] was totes revived to the EXtreme. Not that it ever died, of course, but seein' that laddie bein' all Chronic-what-cles of Narnia just sent my heart a-flutterin'. How lovely he is! And thanks to the fact that we missed the end, I didn't have to see the gnarlster Grown Up Peter. Hausome!


Isn't he cute???

I was going to write an entry about how the world is going to hell in a handbasket, but as I want to go to bed, I'll leave you with this:

VOTE FOR THIS FELLOW IN 2008! Lord knows I'm going to. Because I can do that. Or, will be able to.

[that is Barack Obama, in case you live under a rock]

For the win,
Bee Electric

Dear God This Country Is Weird...

o.O

Boy am I glad to be a Maddz E|Xie not a Bari one [and I know several of those]...

Now with that cheery thought I am going to brush my teeth, set my alarm, and knock the heck out.

Bye byez,
Bee Electric

Maybe I Ehn't Movin' After All

I just counted on my fingers and I pretty much just have 4 and a half months left. It would be totes raw to have to move 6 weeks before I leave this country.

A little more secure,
Bee Electric

P.S. Way to be slackster, SEP!: "The 2007 brochure will be available in February 2007." Now I get to check it every day for another month! Hope it'll be up by the JC deadline!

Il Mio Ragazzo...

Chex out my boyfriend!!



Heh heh, I wish. That would be Stefano Pesce [yes, fish], aka Davide Testi on my totes fave teevee show, RIS 3! Holy shizZz I just looked it up and he turns 40 this year...hahahahahahaha! Vabbè, still hot.

Today was pretty fun and chill...I'll post more about it later but I wanna go to bed now...

BTW, I don't know how long I am going to be with Vale's family. I had thought for the rest of the time, but then today Vale was talkin' some 3 months somethin'. I don't want to move again! Partly because I'm really happy here and I love this family, and also because it is, frankly, a huge pain in the arse. Also, where would I go? Move in with Franco at Giuppina's house? Gah...But yeah, I don't know for sure, but it is hard to ask, you know. "So...how long do I get to live here?" Yeah. I am gonna try to find out more, 'cause I hate not knowing.

A bit frustrated,
Bee Electric

Technically Disco

Ciao Raga!!

Hmmm where to begin...I haven't had a proper update in [i]ages[/i], mostly due to the fact that I have actually been [i]sleeping[/i] lately, -omg-.

On Saturday evening I called my dearest duckling of a best friend, and it was LOOOOVELY. We had such a nice D&D chat, something that we haven't really had a chance to do since I left. It reminded me just why I like her so much, why she is my SUPER AWESOME BEST FRIEND WONDER TWIN SUPERSTAH. Not that I had forgotten...the only downside is it made me miss her even more. What the heck is up with that??

But Duckster, even though I don't think you read this, you wanted to know what we ended up doing that night, so here goes: We actually ended up going out, even though I really didn't want to, as I was super mad tired. However, we left the house an hour later than planned, which meant I spent an hour on the couch watching Mtv [Room Raiders: Arizona, and Date My Mom]. When we eventually left, we walked to this discoteca where apparently there was a festa. We didn't go in, though, just stood around in the cold for ages, until we drove to this pizzeria/rossticeria and got something to eat. I spent 2 euro on a REALLY GROSS hot dog and french fry sammich. I should have just stuck with the 1 euro pizza. Dang.

After eating we returned to said discoteca, again did not go inside, but stood around in the chill for a while longer, until Vale etc got bored, and we went to Antonella's house. [On the way there we passed a girl I knew who said hi to me, but I totes did not recognize her and took too long to respond. And then I tripped over a chair. 10 points!] At Anto's house we just sat around, and I was so tired that I literally fell asleep. ::shrugs:: What can ya do? After a bit we returned home [2 hours after we left], and I promptly went to bed. It was loooovely.

The next day [Sunday] was pretty chill...I slept 'till about 9, got up, took a shower, watched a lil' Mtv [since I figured out that we get it I watch it pretty much whenever no one else is using the TV. Yesss!], then we went to Imma's house for lunch etc. My bro and his fam were there as well, and then some cousins etc showed, too. I played some PlayStation with Vincenzo and Salvatore [my lil' nephews], and totes got my bum kicked in Mortal Kombat. But hey, it was my first time playing, and I actually did pretty good until we met the crazy otherworld fighting chicks, who completely annihilated me.

Today we had 2 hours of lesson and then assemblea. Which, in this case, meant they played music really loud outside. -party-. And we got let out at noonish. 10 points for coming home early!! I ate lunch, took a nap, watched a little Japanese cartoons, a little SpongeBob, then we went to Imma's house for din dinz. While there, I watched American Pie 2 on the TeeVee...in Italian. Wow.

The new episode of the Fred Flare podcast inspired me to write up this lil' list of things I heart...to be added to in the future as we get closer to VALENTIMES DAY OMG!!

I love: Fred Flare * My friends * Coffee * The Internet * Comic books * Pizza * The Eiffel Tower * New York in February * Valentime’s Day * Hearts * California * My blog * Staying up late * Sleeping in * Dancing * Watching movies * Hot dogs *

I have more things to share with the peanut gallery [that would be you, darling], but as it is after 1am and even though I have rotation 2moz I would like to sleep!

Hoping that Veronica still has some charge,
Bee Electric

Happy Elijah Wood's Birthday!!

[that is, the 28th].

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Elijah,
Happy birthday to you!!!

Elijah Jordan Wood is 26 years old today! Golly gee how time flies.

I celebrated by taking a shower. And am going to further celebrate by going to bed. Catch ya all later!

Asleep already,
Bee Electric

Drat the n00bz!

Oh, darling FFs and your tendency to bring out new prodz!

This lovely pursopolis hath captured mon cuore [idk how to spell that in the french so i'll go with italian] and now I gots to rethink my FF order a bit!! Vedi:


Che bella!!

Another bellixima thing izZz that I got mah pacco today!!! 10 pts for pink blankinz, tasty candy, Spider-Man, and n00d Orlikinz!! <3 Mi piace!

Mkay bye bye

Off to eat come candinz and read some newzinz,
Bee Electric

Evals and Oregon and Pain in the Rib

Man, my ribs still hurt really badly!! I don't know what is up with that!!! It even showed up in my dream...It's not even just a bone hurt anymore, more like it has infiltrated into my organzZz...spesh my solar plex, it feels like it has poked its way into my...whatever squishy thing is beneath it. HurtzZz like mad but i haven't said anything about it 'cause i wouldn't know what to say "'scuse me i fink i may have a pain in mah organzZz or mah ribzZz an' it hurts a rather lot but i can't really explain it" and also i keep hoping it'll just go away. here's to hoping!

I got my mid-year ASS3 evaluation questionnaire bit thing today...i have no idear how to fill it out, as it asks host family questions and i dunno whether to answer for this one or the first one...gah I hate filling out evalz...that was like, the worst part about SEP, spesh 'cause you had to, seriously, do about 15. in one day. YUKSTER.

speakin' of SEP, they have the costs up [$1220 for tuition, room and board plus $25 registration fee - thazZz for campers...i think it's half that for JCs] but no sign of the applications. they have 6 days before they are officially LATE. and i cry. slash email them.

mKay I'm gonna go...moan and groan and dig out my ole bus passes now, catch yaz on the flip side!!

wondering if you knew that you can get packages of pre-made pancakes in france,
Bee Electric

I want, I miss, and wheat the heck?

These are the things I want from FF...If anyone wants to buy them for me I'm OK with that but if not...Mum e-mail me...

This makes me miss Parz like nuffin' else, spesh the lil' videos of the Eiffel Tower sparklin'...you have to click and watch it, it is OMG amazing, but 13289473298 billion x more in RL...

Does
Attempted Delivery ITALY
01/24/07 10:15am
mean that I ehn't gettin' my package? L4mr.

Holy Wheaties my ribz hurt!!!! What the hex is up with that...man, Mumzter, if I do end up gettin' thizZz pacco, could you stick some ibuprofen in the next one? Thnx.

Mkay I think I am gonna go watch mTV now. It is le-tarded how much television I watch now, OMG. Soz, parents, I rexon that all yer years senza-TV have kind of crumbled like...Apple crumb pie!!

Bye bye birdie,
Bee Electric

'Scuse me whilst I have a Freak Out

OK I know y'all are probz BORED OUT YER MINDZ with me having Fred Flare Freak Outs, but yer gonna have to live with 'em, as they are pretty much the most exciting things to happen to me. Here's my latest, from this post by Keith:

"I spent my junior year of high school in France as an exchange student and I was sooooo lonely. I had no friends and I didn’t have the internets to keep me company like you do, Bee, so I’d go to the movies a lot. It was a good distraction. There was this artsy cinema called LE ROYALE and I saw a bunch of random stuff there."

M'kay I hope that my copious Italicizing slash bolderizing slash underlining made it obvious to you that it says BEE in there...that's meeeeee!!! Holy jeez that soooo threw me a loop when I read it...like when you're just walkin' down the street and someone sticks a high voltage powerline in yer ear...GOLLY!!

It doesn't matter if I'm sickster anymore...my week has been MADE!! Heck, my year hazZz been made, and it ehn't even February yet!

Now I gots to decide whether to spend the money I have saved over the past few weeks on more rad Fred stuff [whilst they are havin' Free Shipping] or save it for l8rz...Hm....

Still buzzin,
Bee Electric [you know, the famous one]

P.S. Izn't Chloe St Reagan cute?

XD