Not Good at Nice

Aeryn hates E-mail, for no other reason than she has enough problems with the alphabet without having to deal with a keyboard that messes up where all the letters are supposed to be. But she's in the computer lab during third period, just waiting for the E-mail to come through. Yes, just waits. She has nothing better to do during third period, really.

Which it does. And Aeryn knows he's a sloth, because she saw one in that book that one time, and she's really proud of herself for knowing that. Huh. The claws are a little weird, but all in all, he's kind of cute that way. Which she is never ever saying out loud.

She prints the picture out, and that's another one to add to the growing stack of John-was-an-animal pictures. Maybe she should have someone make a collage.