I feel like I'm being led away as the sacrificial lamb. I am taking my niece to Six Flags today. I hate amusement parks. I hate the crowds. I hate the rides. However, I love my seven year old niece, and she did make straight A's all year long. My mother promised her a trip to Six Flags as a reward, and I get the supreme pleasure of doing something I hate with a passion. I know it's probably wrong of me, but I hope that she's too short for the only two roller coasters that I'm "almost" willing to ride (The Great American Scream Machine and the Georgia Cyclone). Pray for me to survive. Especially, since it's going to be 97 degrees today and God only knows how high the heat index will be.