I'm back...uh-gain.

Okey dokey, I'm a lousy writer. I know. But between be being way too busy and being grounded again because APPARENTLY I've been using Treasure's credit card to buy apps for my phone that APPARENTLY I'm not supposed to buy with somebody else's credit card, I have just totally slacked off! Man, I am lazy.

So, my friends, what has everybody been doing? I got off school on the twenty-third (who here has heard that song June 23rd by gRRR? So funny) and have been in between work, groundedness, and Leanna for days now.

Yeah, work still sucks eggs. (Expression from Cassidy) Walmart is the lamest job ever. Lame. Lame. Lame. Lame.

OH MY GOOOOOSH I AM SOOOO BORED! Jamie's been bringing us to church again. OH MY GOOOOOSH I WANT TO GO TO LUKE'S CHURCH!

Everybody knows about that, right? Treasure's friend Luke goes to this wicked awesome church down somewhere near Hell's Kitchen...Jamie is the kind of person who likes, I dunno...not fun churches.

Who out there is with me that churches should have a teen program and not just an old-lady booksale every month? I AM!!!

That will be all. Okay, my phone is beeping. Buh-bye.

AHH! LACK OF POSTING-ITIS!

I am SO sorry that I've been away for, what, about two months?

Well, gosh, it all started when Cass decided to not use the computer or whatever. Now, usually, I would not have been able to make it for a month without internet. But whenever I went to open up the posting thing, I felt really guilty. So I decided that I wouldn't die.

Boy, am I stupid.

So, yeah, I thought that I could explain that, but then I acidentally kinda was really mad at Jamie so I kinda decided to take a knife and slash the tires on her car, yeah, major mental moment, I know. So now I feel really guilty about that.

But good ole Katie saw me and she reported me to Treasure who threw a fit and grounded me from the computer and phone for ANOTHER TWO WEEKS!

So, yep, my punishment has been over for a while, but I'm busy with Algebra and American History finals, not to mention my final chemestry report! Ugh, school stinks.

Oh, and Cassidy posted some videos to YouTube, seriously funny. She showed me them...man, her friends are weird. Okay, so, gotta go. Check those vids out, btw. Bye

Babysitting

Last night, I was hanging around at Joey-Joe's house, texting Cass (who, by the way, informed me that she won't be coming up here to NY any time soon because she's SO busy with her friends who, like, live there. Pshaw. Stupid locals) and eating their Trader-Joe's-brand food. So Bridget pops in all oh-Ricky, and I knew that there was a problem.

See, guess what? Remember Rammundace? Bridget and Corey's adopted kid? Well, they're going out to some restaurant and then going to a hotel. So here's our conversation.

Bridget: Oh, Ricky, can you do me a big, big favor?
Ricky: Define "big."
Bridget: As in, watch Ramon when me and Treasure leave for the night big.
Ricky: Miley-
Bridget: Miley is on a date with Oatmeal. (NOT REAL NAME, fyi)
Ricky: Jamie-
Bridget: Jamie is watching the rest of your lot.
Ricky: Cassidy-
Bridget: Cassidy LIVES IN MASSACHUSETTS!
Ricky: Kay kay fine geez I'll watch your stinkin' kid omigosh you people HATE me don't you?
Bridget: Thanks Rickalot! Later.

So she dumps me with her kid but she DID say later that I could take him back to our house with Joe and have a "sleepover."

Oh, yeah, a two-year-old and my everything-freak friend are some company.

So Joe went to bed within three seconds, and Ray didn't want to sleep AT ALL. So I was up late with Mr. Where's-My-Mommy yapping at me every second!

This morning was a lot better, though. I got ready for school, shipped Rammundace off to daycare, and now here I am, sitting around, just home from school. I leave for work in twenty minutes. LAME.

I'm eating peanut butter on a bagel (we're out of bread, Jay forgot to go shopping) and listening to the good ole B.o.B off of Kate's iHome. (Don't tell her.) Uh oh. Treasure's home. I'm not supposed to eat in my bedroom. I MUST COVER UP MY TRACKS!

Darn ye!

Might I first add that I have, indeed, not posted in two weeks almost exactly. And I will blame my blasted friend Joey-Joe for this one.

See, I was over Joe's house one day, and he's got a lot of siblings too, and besides, Bridget and Ramon live there too, so it was crowded and really awkward, so I decided I'd just hibernate to his bathroom and yank out my laptop and like, y'know, surf, Facebook, Tweet, MySpace...all those social sites that Cass had to help me set up an account for.

So I guess I fell asleep in there with the curtain around the tub, so nobody saw me. And the next morning, I was still sleeping when Kenna decided to turn the hot water on without looking and start RUNNING A BATH! Blasted thirteen-year-olds...they're all idiots.

As you might have guessed, the water totally fried my laptop. And trust me, I let Kenna know VERY well that she was NOT on my HAPPY PERSON LIST!!!!!

Well, actually, that's not really Joey-Joe's fault. It's Kenna's. And it's also Ruby and Rowan's fault because they were the ones who were annoying the fatoodle out of me and made me go in the bathtub in the first place! And it's also Dell's fault for making not-so-waterproof laptops!

On the bright side, Jamie let me use some of my birthday money to buy THIS laptop, which is blue and not flooded. She almost made me do chores, but I reasoned with her and Treasure, who wanted to make me do chores like the evil soul he is. (REASONED.)

Okay, I have work to attend. Later.

Nothing new goin' on 'round here.

Ugh, I have not been on at ALL lately, have I? Slacker, you, Ricky! Darn! Do better next time!

But, I mean, there's nothing really to blog ABOUT. I mean, well, Treasure's kid Rammundace is tapping my shoe. Hold on.

(Five minutes later)

Here's what just happened:

Ricky: Ray, whadda you want?
Ray: Uncle Ricky, can I ask you a question?
Ricky: Um, I'm kinda busy right now.
Ray: Please!
Ricky: Fine! What is it?
Ray: Where do birds come from?
Ricky: Their birdy mothers.
Ray: Where do the birdy mothers come from?
Ricky: The baby bird's birdy grandmas.

Treasure, you sure got a wackjob.

Okay, so, oh, why Rammundace is here is because Bridged is dropping off Jamie's crock pot and Ray had to come along because day care was cancelled. Ray annoys me.

I'm sorry, universe

My last post was a bit of an oh-I'm-a-really-moody-teenager-and-the-whole-world-hates-me-so-back-off-I'm-gonna-take-all-my-anger-out-on-you post. Yeah, I probably sounded mean. The truth is, it's okay now that I'm staying home. At least while I'm at home I get to go to work.

Ah, joy.

Yeah, Walmart ain't the crowned jewel, but it's better then trying to get this mop of hair under control. Does it EVER get out of my face? Stupid hair. Once I straighten it to make it less crazy-curly, it falls in my face and blinds me from anything NOT bonfire red. UGH!

My family has the best hair. I think the gorgeous hair fairy skipped me in my family. Jamie's silky, wavy, milk-bottle blond hair, Treasure's looks-great-whatever-you-do-with-it, nearly-blue-it's-so-black hair, even RITA's hair (yes, my own twin sister's hair) is a beautiful strawberry-blond moppet hairdo. Even Phin's brown frazzle-burst of hair is better then whatever the heck this thing is on MY head.

The reason we all look different is because most of us have different mothers. Yeah, family problem, not yours.

You can do anything with Treasure's hair. It's like that one pair of jeans that go with anything. When he was fifteen, it was spiky, choppy, and looked really punk-rock-star. Sixteen, it was smooth and almost Justin Beiber. (Who I find hideous) Last year, fork-in-socket spiked because of his EARRING. Now, it's long, shiny, cool, almost concealing the perfect green eyes.

And then there's me, who sulks for hours because of the stupid hair I got.

My family's all so nice and normal. It's too bad I'm there to ruin it for them.

I feel like life hates me right now...

Which it does, because I'm not going to see dad and SM. And that's because our flight got canceled and Tres's clearly NOT going to pay for another flight because, Ricky, because you can go some other time and that is FINAL, sir!

Here's how our conversation went:

Treasure (on telephone): Uh huh...well, do we get our money back? See, we payed for the tickets...oh. Well, you won't be getting MY service again. Goobye, miss! (hang up) **** plane line, they don't give a **** to the cutomers, they just go out and cancel the ****in' flight!
Ricky: Wait, what? Don't we get to take the next flight or something?
Treasure (grabbing coat): They won't refund out money, end of story. I have to get to work, if anyone comes to the door-
Ricky (interupting): Say that you're in the ****in' shower, oh my gosh! I'm sixteen, Cornilious, I know what to do. (Flips out laptop and starts logging on)
Treasure: Would you like to spend the rest of the day in your room?
Ricky: No, your highness.
Treasure (glares at Ricky): Then behave until Jamie's home from the store. And we are done today, sir.
Ricky (frustraited): Oh my gosh, I'm gonna call DSS on your! (Treasure rolls eyes) And can't you just buy me and Rita some more plane tickets?
Treasure (half out the door): I'm going now, if my wife calls, tell her that I'm at work, and I'm NOT going to pay for another flight because, Ricky, because you can go some other time and that is FINAL, sir!

Yeah, my relationship with Treasure is just as wonderful as it's always been. We're like freakin Andrew and Reggie. And those stars up there are covering up for unpleasant things we said. Okay, bye. I think I hear the phone ring. Maybe it's someone telling me Treasure got killed in a car crash or something. Peace out.

New blog!

Two posts in a row, don't faint all at once!

Okay, I did some fixing-up to my blog, and it is now titled Welcome to New York! Who doesn't love this? It's a lot better-looking now, too. Do you guys think I should move to another blog or create another one?

It's Vamalumtimes this Monday, and I got Lee a box of candy and some flowers. I hope they don't wilt or anything. (I mean Valentines, you'd have to get the reference from Cassidy's younger sister, Corrina, she'll explain it to you) I love Vamalumtimes, even though Cassidy hates it. Cassa says that she had a weird Valentines day once.

I have to get to work now, I hate Walmart so much. Worst job ever. EVER. Umkay, bye guys! :)

It's gonna be a long one

Sorry about that last one there. I've been WAY too busy lately and haven't gotten enough free time to blog! I've got summer reading to do. I mean, book reports and all that stuff! Not enough time to drop a line, I guess, but I'm here now. And boy, do I have quite a bit to tell you!

Her name is no longer Bridget who I'm in love with. It's not Tracey or Lora or any other Maxple girl! Her name is Mindy, and she's the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life! She's got long, silky blond hair, and green eyes, and, oh, well, enough about Mindy! She totally hates me anyways! Scoff, like I care! (*Sniff)

Okay, well, it's cherry time. I hate it. We're still out picking cherries. All those trees in the yard have to amount to something now don't they? And those stupid trees are what's keeping me from blogging! And I have to read long and boring books for school so that keeps me busy at night. Also, I'm cleaning cars since I got fired at the burger joint, and it's so hot here!

While I'm scorching and scrubbing Miss Pothuessen's car, Treasure got a real job. With some science thing. Lucky him, he's smart and gets good grades and is a total NERD and a DORK and a MORON, IDIOT, HATER, and a ZITFACE and he ruins my life!

Like just the other day in front of Mindy, he called me Loser and practically rubbed in the fact that my braces are old and no one cares to change them! I reminded him that if he'd given me a cent of money to change them, it wouldn't of been that way.

Sorry. I'm just so fed up with Treasure. I want to be cool, but with him around, he makes looking like a meek, peaceful person difficult. So I'll just stay here and keep my nerdy little blog the no one reads to myself. So there.

Bye, fellas. Sorry for rambling, lqtm. RICKY

I got an award from Cass!

Okay, hi. It's that time of the month, fellas. And guess what? I got an award! Check it out! It's got an apple on it! Oh, and now, I will tell you my top 10 songs on mine. 1: Boom, 2: Circles, 3: Change, 4: Tonight, 5: Fifteen, 6: Message in a bottle, 7: Kalimba, 8: You belong with me, 9: Get up, and 10: Cry, Baby, Cry. My Ipod is silver (And I LOVE it). The eleven nominees are, um, well, Treasure, Cassidy bear, Abigail, that girl on the moose blog, Corrina, Addie, Chelsea, Mizz Ali, and whoever left can be filled out by my family. Oh, and Joey-Joe. Thank you. Oh, and Cass has a new blog. Llamas and Lipstick. Find it at www.llamaslovelips.blogspot.com. It's not being posted on yet, but you can follow! Alright. Cool. So, until next time, it's from Ricky! (If you find the link defective, tell me or post on Cass's. Thanks)

Happy Easter from the webkinz lion on blogger!

Well, there goes another Easter. That was fast. My Easter really wasn't that good. Let me explain the problem.
So, when I woke up, I see an incredibly happy Nikki telling me to get up. Of course, not without coffee! So, after gulping down a bit, I went into the living room. Everyone found eggs and baskets. Mine was, like, a foot tall. It was guitar picks and two chocolate bunnies. Way to get into the spirit. So, that was a bit of a dud. The little ones found all the eggs. Then we went to church.
Oh, don't get me wrong. I think the Easter message is cool. I mean, the guy died and rose up again! That's pretty cool. And for us! I'd like to think I could do that, but I don't like dying. So, there was only one thing wrong with church: It was taking money.
Yup. You had to pay to see. Jamie said that that was disrespectful. I think so too. So we went to Luke's church. But they were "pass only." So we had to leave the whole neighborhood and head into New Jersey! Well, I didn't know where this was going, so I snapped on my Ipod. Then, we pull up to some shack and I jerk out of the limo. This is actually a CHURCH. Not some souped-up one, oh no. No. This is plain-out gospel.
Going in there was a little uncomfortable. I mean, I knew I'd be out of place. I'm a rick kid in a shack.But, in there, we sat down and listened to the preacher. He was actually very good. So, leaving, I felt good. This is the one we come to from now on!
Well, going home, we had to stop at Joe's. And he had a visit from the Easter bunny! He showed me all this candy and eggs and toys, I though he was a six-year-old! It was a little better then Christmas, but, still....

I hope you guys had a great Easter. I'm out.