So MySpace sucks. I refuse to get one.
Anyway, my week has been pretty dismal. Not… too much going on over here. No point in writing, really. Had a ton of funny quotes, but eh.. yep… never wrote ‘em down, therefore I don’t remember them. I had an odd dream last night. Wadkins, Logy, my mom, and a bunch of black cats were in it. It all started when my mom kicked me out of my house. Just so happened, Wadkins and his wife had split up… leaving him with a shabby house he can’t afford and in need of renting a room. lol, so I end up being roomies with Waddy. Well, all’s well and fine, but then my mom wants me to move back. I am really quite fine being away from her, so she decides to make up that Wadkins is some sexual predator and intends to prove it somehow. Well, in my dream, Wadkins had this diary. Aaaand.. for some reason, it was supposedly the proof to his innocence. So I had to get this diary because… he’s in jail, lol. Well, the school administrator had already broken into his shabby house and stolen the diary. … how/why.. yeah don’t ask me. So I decide to shoot the administrator guy to get the diary back. lol, and guess where I get the gun? Logy!!! haha. I go over to his house.. which is in my backyard… and ask for a gun. He supposedly has a collection and sells them illegally. When I get there, all these black cats are running around everywhere. I decide that I want one. There are like, nine of them. All his. He picks up one name “Shmeukums” and says it’s his favorite and I should take him because he’s the coolest one. I’m just about to take the cat when all these kids start running into the fence that we’re standing next to. They… bash their heads open. Just running out of nowhere! lol. Aaaand then Wadkins runs after one and picks up a decapitated head and prances away. …. I… yeah.. lol… I have noooo idea how that came about. SO that’s my dream. …okay bye bye.