I wrote something today, that I wish I had wrote before Maggie's funeral. 'Cos I would have read it up there in a heart-beat. Normally I hate every single thing I write, but I like this one. I've decided I'm gonna wear the same pair of pants for the entire week....haha, lets see how this goes. I just need to wreck them so I can finally throw them away, its completely impossible for me to get rid of a pair of pants that still fit : Janell's going to try and convince Chris to come hang out with her and me some time this week. I want to meet this Chris fellow....haha. Most of her friends either think I'm cool or wierd. Last night was odd....I went to bed early, but I stayed up thinking all night. It was like dream-thinking. Something about taking all the best things about friends, and trading them amongst all of us. When I actually fell asleep I had a dream about competition and some violent dolphins....don't look at me like that.