Yesterday was full of fun and excitement which did not get entered in my beautiful online journal. I had another dance class in which it was learned that I caught the importance of making noises. I also learned what a great dance partner a veil can be. Who would have thought?

I then rushed off to spend some time with some friends who came to visit. They brought their two adorable girls. The little one got a piece of cake which she used to play my favorite game--coat yourself in sugar. She was sweet to start with so you can imagine how sweet she was after that.

Today was not a day of great excitement. I am just refreshing my French by watching Better Off Dead. You all know I am getting quite the education. Watch out boys. *starts shaking a soda*

Well, my brother and I are both one year older than we were last month, but I still feel like your average 8 year old--bubbly with joy and full of curiosity. For instance, why is it that people keep chatting with you when you say you have to go? Maybe I should move, I am almost famous in these parts. Everyone needs a sexy Bella to talk to and hang with.

I have conquered the number 2284. If you don't know what I am referring to, you probably don't want to so don't ask. I know you all missed my smiley postings while I was busy leap frogging through the world, but I am sure that these brief words more than make up for it. I have a busy day of work, dancing and socializing ahead of me. I am, also, working to make a bigger, better Horizons, so I shall take my leave of you to work on that goal. Smile, sing, and shower, sweeties. See you later.

It's that time of year again. That day when I just have to love my brother. That day when I remind him that I am the best birthday present he has ever received. Yes, it is his birthday, so HAPPY B-DAY, JOE. Send all financial donations to the poor-Joe-he-is-that-whacko-Bella's-brother fund to me and I shall pass them on to him, so he can pay the rent and buy more cookies.

Last night's concert went incredibly well, even though we were squeezed in there like sardines. My anti-people barrier was holding up pretty well until some of the people got drunk and started throwing themselves into people's arms. No, no one threw themselves at me. Once more, I must refer to my anti-people barrier. John Mayer is pretty cool and so I shall shamelessly advertise him here and there. And don't forget to check up on another of my favorite singing sensations: Nak'd Jakob. Sometimes I wonder if I just like putting that on my website to boost the number of people who will happen across my website accidentally. *wink* But seriously, they rock and they are taller than me.

This gets me to another topic. I think there is something in the water in Pittsburgh, PA that makes hobbits. I have never been in a crowd of people before and had that many people to overlook. It was not just the shoes. I could have taken them off and wandered over the random moist paper and beer spills on the ground and still overlooked what I consider too many short people. I may have to grow taller now just so I won't be one of those common everyday, short people. You know that depresses me. Well, finishing my lunch may cheer me up, so I shall do that. Type at you later, precious web journal.

I have reached the epitome of cool. I am chilling with the very heart of the library--the sysadmins. They may not be librarians, but in the technologically advanced world of today, how could we live without them? Besides, they have cool toys (shiny flat panel monitors). Granted I am just playing with my own spiffy, shiny toy, but such is life.

I have another fun concert to attend this month. Another John M.--John Mayer this time. Quite a change in perspective, eh? I'll let you know if anything really interesting happens, aside from watching teenie-boppers swoon. We all know it happens. Anyway, I am off to annoy people or something. I'll talk to you later.

Not every librarian has a great day like mine, but not every librarian is me, in fact, I am the only Bella in the whole world. Lucky world, right? Well, I got to spend the day developing new skills and communicating with my co-workers. I could give you details, but then the trainers would have to kill me in a very painful way. Let me just say that I am a controlling persuader and that geek behind my keyboard is an analytical organizer. Well, we all knew she had to be a little dull with a cool chica like me as an alternate personality.

Well, I have a world to build and mortals to make feel the love of the creators, so try not to miss me too much as you experience the rest of your day. Remember to shine your shoes and keep all prehistoric eggs out of the hands of morons. While you are at it, collect donations for the continuing happiness of Bella. Yes, I accept pennies.

Well, here she types again--Bella of Infinite Wisdom. I am preparing myself for the joyous evening of veils and fun that awaits me. I have my cloak on to flow out behind me gracefully and get me in that flowing cloth mood that I shall be in this evening. I am also wearing the famous tye-dye dress. No one else has this many acres of gray tye-dye in one article of clothing and I know that all the other freaky hippie chicks love me and aspire to follow my keen fashion sense:)

Last night's activities went well. I am not sure than anyone else feels my deep love for tanagrams, but I am hoping to convert them. I also got sung to by a lively chorus. I think they sounded much better before i tried to direct them, but laughter seems to make it hard to sing. Go figure. Candace (may she never read this website) is now on my list of people that I need to get revenge on. Tehehehe. Oh yes, it will be amusing and I will tell you all about it, so you can laugh with me (not at her--WITH ME). As long as we are all clear on that one.

Then we went on a secret mission. As the objective of the mission has already been reached, I can share the details with you. We snuck over to my friend's house and dropped a huge tent on their front porch. Then I left a card, reminding them that it was there tent and homeless people were not about to set up residence and ran away to snuggle my kitty. Well, that was my yesterday. Today has not been overly exciting except for those yummy donuts that were waiting on my desk for redistribution--librarians on a sugar high, what could be more exciting?

Maybe the sexy lizard. He brightened my day by killing the only disgusting butterflies. If you don't get it. I feel bad for you.

The hobbit has advanced another year. In honor of my growing old gracefully, my dear friends rewarded me. Aravan, who knows she loves me more than life itself bought me a cute little Baaba to snuggle and love. I have named him Therrin in honor of my neopet's petpet and a dear friend I made many years ago. I also got a Gameboy advance with the world's cutest jumping frog reprising his role as Frogger. I have yet to receive those checks from the rest of you, but I shall assume it is just the mail holding them up.

In honor of my b-day, I must celebrate the hobbit way by giving out gifts. To each of you I bequeath the honor of reading this entry and smiling as you do so. If you are particularly good, I may even be coerced to let you touch my Baaba's nose. That will take a lot of work on your part and lots of respect. Respect is very important in those who get the joy of touching my Baaba's nose. Well, I must go console my microfilm now, as they missed me greatly over the weekend. Have a good one.

So here it is--today's update for the journal of course. I have a birthday swiftly approaching which will make me older, but not necessarily closer to reaching my goals. Among those goals is the revival of Horizons. As we can not afford a server, Mezon and I have found one to use temporarily to continue development and give our beta-testers a chance to complain about anything that does not absolutely rock. All donations toward the Buy-Bella-a-Beautiful-Server fund can be delivered in the form of b-day cash by interested parties.

Anyway, I love you guys, but I always have so much fun stuff to do, so I will let you go for now. Don't worry, I will return to babble endlessly into the night sometime soon. Have a good one and don't party too hard.

I have had complaints about the change in the style of my magical journal. People informed me that my entry for last Friday was just not up to par. I am sorry, guys, but some days I am just proud to be Mormon. No, not because of the polygamy thing that we don't practice, I am proud because it helps make me more of an oddball. Oddball-ism is an important part of being Bella. If I were normal, would you really want to read my journal?

Among the other weird things that I do for fun, I have been making little journals for random friends. Of course, since I make these from random scraps of paper and I try not to print things out, I may not be doing this again for a while. Amazingly enough, this is leading to a great reduction in the piles of "garbage that you should throw out, Bella" that used to decorate my house. I am thinking about re-enrolling in college--teachers love to give out tree-killing handouts.

Another part of repertoire of things that keep me from spamming my own journal is my addiction to belly dancing. Now if someone is reading this aloud to you and you thought they said "ballet dancing", pick your ears. I am a little too substantial to feel comfortable doing ballet, but that is another story. I joined a mailing list for happy belly dancers around the world and it can be quite spammy--I hope to contribute to this since it is also informative.

I have been fanning people with my veil for the past couple of days and bringing them infinite happiness, so if your fan breaks, feel free to offer me large sums of money to be a fan/entertainment center for the evening. Keep in mind that touching the entertainment center results in being kicked with brute force.

Another beautiful day under the big-top. My arms are still mad at me for that veil-holding experience last night. You never know how heavy a piece of material can be until you drape it over your head and twist and twirl. It does get the undivided attention of all the people in the area when it starts twirling and shimmering around your body. Okay, so maybe it really just draws the attention of the menfolk, but that is another story and my lunch is about to end.

It's a Sunday and I am remiss in my mad church-going skills. I woke up this morning with an astonishing headache and I realized that since I didn't turn it on, my alarm clock could not wake me up. I am gonna try to fill you in on my glorious two days of fun, but I am going tack the 12th on to the last entry and make one for the thirteenth just to keep the information from seeming too garbled. ENJOY!!!

I had a cookout this afternoon to use up more of the munchies from our trip, inviting some of the people who couldn't make it. We needed to celebrate Basttille Day, but I didn't tell them that. Wouldn't want them to think I was a Frenchie or anything. We had a pretty good time and watched Toy Story II to compliment our delicious meal. Well, have a good one and happy reading.