I have the coolest grandma in the history of ever.

Depending on the year, I really love June eighteenth. Why?

• It's my birthday.
• School occasionally lets out on that day.
• Top of the Park usually has a movie playing that I drag all my friends to.
• Since 2002, it has marked the anniversary of my grandmother getting a liver transplant and surviving, even though the doctors weren't sure she'd last more than five years.

Let's go through the history of a few of my birthdays. 

In 2002, the year I turned seven, my grandma, Gigi, (who now lives with me and is probably one of my favorite people ever and I love a lot because she's the coolest grandma ever) was really sick and probably was about to die and she needed a liver transplant. And on my birthday, she got that transplant she needed. It was the best and worst present ever because I had to stay at my other grandparents' house all day in their basement while my mom and dad waited at the hospital. It was pretty awesome because it made her better and not die and she's still alive and probably even cooler now than she was then. I mean, she took me to a Glee concert for my birthday this year. (TRY AND TOP THAT, GUYS.)

Also this lady has survived breast cancer twice. And all these other insane things and that make me wonder how she is still breathing. BUT SHE IS. And that makes me really happy because I like to watch Glee and American Idol and Raising Hope various other awesome TV shows that most grandmothers do not watch with their grandchildren. 

So June eighteenth is the day that I was born and my grandmother was kept alive. 

Also, if you didn't notice already, my grandma is the coolest old lady ever. I love her a lot and next year will be ten years since she was fixed. We were talking in the car and she said that back in the day, she wasn't even sure she would be alive long enough to see me turn sixteen. And she is most definitely alive today. Now she's shooting for twenty-one. I think she can do it.

Also this is my hundredth post. I think it's a pretty great post.

Poodles are fun things.

So darlings. I'm sitting in a library. It's a closed library, but we begged and begged to be let in. We are so amazing at begging that it just happened to work. So now I'm sitting in the library with Etsie (read her version of poodles HERE, just look for a post of the same name) and we decided to both blog and now we have to blog about the same thing. She found a random blog post idea generator, and it came up with 'Poodles are fun things'. I have no idea what that means or what it wants, but I will try my freaking best. :D

So on the topic of what we're supposed to be blogging about. Poodles. I have a half-poodle creature thing. It's evil and barks. She's a corgi-poo. We got her a year ago when my grandmother decided that she was lonely with me and my brother at school and my parents at work. Therefore, we had to get a dogbeast.

She does weird things and she's obsessed with her laser thing that she chases. She has this nervous twitch whenever she's by the piano, where we keep it, and she's always glancing up there like TWITCH TWITCH. I totally switched the picture that I hard originally for an actual one of Fang. Look up. She looks all mental and posed and for a second I thought it looked like a painting, but this is the only good picture I have of my dogbeastie.

That's really not saying that poodles are fun things, though.

But... in the winter when I go sledding sometimes, I bring her with me, and she pulls me down the hill and bites me. It's fun. Except the biting part. It's only because she gets freaked out that the sled thingy is like... chasing her or something.

I think this is all I have to say about poodles. Truthfully, they scare me.

Gay living guys are pretty fabulous too. (Actually, they're a lot more than fabulous.)

So I decided that since I have nothing better to blog about and I'm on a roll with the gay guys, I'm going to blog about LIVING gay guys! The list includes an American Idol runner up, an infamous villain, the kindest, sexiest, most beautiful wizard I've ever met, Jefree Star, a former member of one of the most epic bands ever that broke up in January of this year, Chris Crocker, and the former president of Zimbabwe.

Starting out with my favorite—Adam Lambert. He is the most fabulous person ever. Since the beginning of that season on American Idol, I was all OH MY GOD HE IS SO FABULOUS I WANT HIM TO WIN AND HAVE MY BABIES. Y'know, the usual thing you think when you think someone is super fabulous. He has really weird thumbs. Did I mention that my grandmother, Gigi once commented when he was singing on some show saying 'Y'know, too bad he's gay.' and then she sighed all depressed like, and I was like O_O. His music is wonderful and he is beautiful. He's a nine on a scale of one to Bill Kaulitz (who apparently is not gay, though everyone thinks he is). That is all.

I don't think that people will think that this really works with this group (choose the one that does not fit) BUTTTT..... Dumbledore is alive if you read books one through six, skipping the end of the sixth. And my teachers always told me that for books, it's always the present tense. For example, even though you've already read the whole series and found out that he died, if you're talking about Dumbedore's fabulousness level, you would say 'Dumbledore HAS a fabulousness level of a billion on the Richter scale.' rather than 'Dumbledore HAD a fabulousness level of a billion of the Richter scale.' Get it? That was today's English lesson, children.

Neil Patrick Harris is quite amazing. I mean, he is DR. HORRIBLE. (If you have no idea what I'm talking about, children, go shoot yourself in the foot and then go get Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog from the library.) He is fabulous and also stars in How I Met Your Mother which is not as hilarious. How I Met Your Mother is greater than Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog (stupid coding stuff won't let me have a greater than sign. His arch-nemesis is Captain Hammer (the hammer is not his fist....who is brave enough to figure out what it is?) who steals his love interest who is actually a chick which doesn't make sense because he's gay and I'm talking about the fabulousnessnessness gayness of all these fabulous living gay guys. Moving on.

I bet all of you are wondering 'Who is the former member of the fabulous band that is now broken up?'. Well it's your lucky day. You get to find out in THREE. TWO. ONE. Luminor. He is fabulous and has a really manly voice but looks like a drag queen in a good way. He is a former member of a former band from Germany known as Cinema Bizarre. Strify is the lead singer and he is almost as beautiful as Bill Kaulitz. I give Strify a 9.5 on the Bill Kaulitz scale of amazingness. Surprisingly, Bill Kaulitz is also German. Moving back on topic to the gay guy I'm supposed to be talking about. So he was in the band for a while and then dropped out for reasons that ex-wuffles and I have determined to have unresolvable inner conflicts (wiki said it. I'm not lying. Go there now and look. It's a little ways down.) Either that or he was sick or something. Whatever. He was the second singer and in all the music videos he looked amazingly creepy. His replacement, Romeo is not as fabulous and straight and he has a really creepy nose.

All I know about Jefree Star is that he's fabulous and interviewed Cinema Bizarre at one point and the interviews were pretty amazing.

Chric Crocker. He's the guy that everyone heard about a few years ago because he was all 'LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!'. All I know is that one of my friends thinks (or at least thought) that it was really heartfelt and not for attention and that he's cool.

I've saved the best one for last. The former president of Zimbabwe. His last name is Banana I believe. He had affairs with his chef, gardener, and his body guard. Once news got out that he was gay, he fled the country. How beautiful is that? I bet it's illegal to be gay and the president of Zimbabwe at the same time. The multitasking must be difficult. This shatters all my hopes and dreams, though, because I wanted to grow up and be gay and the president of Zimbabwe. Ah well, we can't always get what we want. D: