40 hour famine.

It's hour 24 in the 40 hour famine. Only 36 to go. I'm a little hungry but not much. I'm a bit dizzy but it's not that bad right now. I don't know what I'm going to be like at hockey tomorrow, but hay I've played in the mental fog before. The trick is to watch the ball, even if it's the only thing you can see, and concentrate really hard on not falling over. Will power is an amazing thing. I finally got around to copying my Arts in August photos off my camera, but there on my laptop and I'm working on my desktop right now so they will have to wait longer till I can be bothered moving them. I taught myself how to play mindsweeper! I finished the intimidate game, got on the score board and what do I see? The high score on the advanced game thing proudly declaring that "Brie is cool". Where it got this ridiculous notion I can't tell, but I fear that it may have been pavercely influenced by a certain penguin. Call it a hunch. My Dad has been telling me to learn minesweeper for years, apparently I've got the right kind of brain for it. Or something. I think I'll make pretzels tomorrow. Pretzel are great for breaking famines.

Zebe in year 7. looking small.