Was having a nightmare last night. I dreamt I was being attacked by a monster.
It was all yellow and maroon and clashed so badly. When I woke up I figured maybe I should
check the books to see if it was something the Slayer could kill, just for having bad taste.
Imagine my surprise when I got to the Library and there was my nightmare in front of me.
Whoever picked the cheerleading outfit for this school should be drawn and quartered and be forced
to listen to Elton John until they learn the colour chart. Oh and some overdone stage mom who
thinks she has powers is trying to make that cow of a child of hers the head cheerleader by
taking out the competition. If it weren't for the fact that she's such a cow herself, I'd give her
some help, just to get them to change the uniform.