What Lydia Said

And so begins eighth grade

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 01:42:00 +0000

"This is the year I become that goth kid."

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Mon, 25 May 2009 20:12:00 +0000

"I don't have any pants."

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Fri, 21 Mar 2008 01:25:00 +0000

"I love ripping seams more than you can possible imagine!"

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Fri, 21 Mar 2008 01:16:00 +0000

"Mom said I have rhythm. Is that true?"

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 02:27:00 +0000

"She might not be as old as she is."

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Mon, 04 Feb 2008 13:34:00 +0000

"This year I'm going to teach myself how to be ambidextrous."

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 00:08:00 +0000

"I just realized I'd be an amazing talk show host."

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Sun, 13 Jan 2008 02:36:00 +0000

"Grace, did you ever think Santa Claus was a Jew"

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 03:11:00 +0000

"That's my favorite song. What song is that?"

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Fri, 04 Jan 2008 15:12:00 +0000

"My status is 'dinner.'"

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Wed, 02 Jan 2008 16:32:00 +0000

"I can't believe how awesome I am."

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Wed, 12 Dec 2007 02:23:00 +0000

"My armpits hurt."

noreply@blogger.com (Jimmy) — Mon, 10 Dec 2007 13:32:00 +0000

"These shoes are like a death trap in a bottle."