Post One-Hundred and Sixty-One.

You were in my dream last night. It wasn't a far out dream. My other dream was, though.

We were all just hanging out at Jenjen's and watching movies like we always do. Nothing really weird or anything went on. I was just playing with your hands. Don't ask me why... I have no idea.

My weird dream was... weird.I was in a car with my uncles and my mom and Devin and some girl. I can't quite remember who she was right now. We went to some mall that I've never been to before and we had a baby with us in a stroller. There were plastic sheets in front of the doors to the shops that I kept slipping on and falling. There was a lot of Star Trek memorabilia. I picked out a puzzle box for my mom for her birthday that had 5 puzzles that were all 1,764 pieces... I don't think those exist. It was shown to her before I bought it and she didn't get why I was picking it out for her because it had Spock and Lady Gaga on it. So I told her it was a puzzle for her to remember me forever because the puzzles were Spock, Lady Gaga, a scene from Fight Club, and two others that are really hazy in my mind at the moment.

I need to stop wearing those stretchy head band things to bed it would seem. They're giving me weird dreams.

Post One-Hundred and Sixty.

Sometimes, I find you ridiculously adorable... just so you know.

So, time with the family wasn't too bad. Kinda entertaining. Etc. etc.

We're lighting fireworks tonight. It could be fun.
I need to start packing clothes.

Post One-Hundred and FIfty-Nine.

I wish I dreamed every night. Or at least had dreams that I'd remember. Then, my sleep would be more interesting. Then, I'd have a story to tell in the morning.

Post One-Hundred and Fifty-Eight.

I'm not looking forward to my relatives visiting this weekend.

...I'd much rather hang out with you lot.

Post One-Hundred and Fifty-Seven.

It has been pretty boring since you left. But, at least you're having fun.

I've been sleeping so much lately.

I had a weird freaking dream last night. Everyone was there. And... well, it was like we were all wizards and witches like straight from Harry Potter. Actually, he was there... and so was everyone else. It ended with Devin getting mad at me in a car as I was trying to cast spells on him to protect him because he didn't want to go back into the house... EVEN THOUGH THE WHAT I GUESS WAS THE DARK LORD WAS AFTER US! So, in the back seat where we were... there was this huge freaking painting with a super heavy wooden frame. So, he hits me in the back of the head with it and starts running. But, I catch him and cast some spells on him. Like... yeah. It was kind of weird. But, he was still resisting after I cast a sort of shield bubble spell and this weird gold spec spell. I wish I could remember what we had to say to cast them... but the girl with me, when she cast it... her specs were pink, not gold. Anyway... so he was resisting... so I freaking Expelliarmus'ed him.

Then I woke up.
Yep.

Post One-Hundred and Fifty-Six.

Dawn of the Dead... sucks. Very bad. It was epically awful in a hilarious sort of way. I laughed a good deal.

You're not going to be with me next year, so I don't understand why you have to be such a jerk to me. I really don't appreciate it.


I just want to say... I am in love with this version. Seriously, I am.

Post One-Hundred and Fifty-Five.

Is it okay that I've been getting butterflies pretty often?



Right now, I'm not complaining.

Post One-Hundred and Fifty-Four.

I wonder what the plan is for today.

Post One-Hundred and Fifty-Three.

My foot is better--much better.

I'm deathly bored, but there isn't much to do.